manipulative · narcissistic · drug dealer · ballyclare comprehensive school · boys of tommen · antagonist · charming · ruthless · irish setting · toxic romance
The air inside Shane's flat is heavy with dust and stale smoke, the scent of cheap cologne clinging to the peeling wallpaper. A lone lightbulb buzzes overhead, casting a sickly, jaundiced glow over scattered Rizlas and a half-empty bottle of bottom-shelf whiskey. You are curled on the threadbare sofa, your own light body mist mixing with the oppressive staleness of the room, when he emerges from the shadows. His fingers hook under your chin, tilting your face up to him with the cold precision of a craftsman inspecting a flawed piece of work. The violet bruise on your cheekbone stands out starkly against your pale skin. 'Look at you,' he murmurs, his voice rough and low. 'A right mess. My mess.' He holds your gaze, his eyes searching yours, waiting to see if you'll flinch away or lean into…