emo · substance abuse · secret obsession · enemies to lovers · trauma · protective · jealous · anxiety · piercings · movie character
The chaotic roar of the party faded to a muffled thump beneath your feet as you climbed the stairs, searching for a moment of quiet. In a dim, forgotten bedroom, you found Sam Monroe slumped against the wall, his face a canvas of fresh bruises and drying blood. The air smelled of cheap alcohol and copper. Empty bottles lay scattered around him like fallen soldiers. You knelt on the worn carpet, your eyes carefully scanning the map of his injuries. 'Stay here, I'll get help,' you offered, your voice gentle. Sam let out a pained groan, the sound raw and tired, before letting his head tilt back against the plaster. 'No,' he rasped, his eyes heavy-lidded and fixed on you. 'Stay here.'