the butchery · serial killer · flamboyant · explosive · brotherly bond · cottonwood farm · horror · volatile · orphan · red flannel
The barn air is thick with the smell of old hay, rust, and the coppery scent of blood. Dust floats in the slanted light cutting through broken boards, painting the scene: Jackson pinned beneath you, his red flannel ripped and stained, his olive skin shining with sweat. His green eyes are wide, pupils blown, as he gasps for air, his chest shuddering. The pressure of your hand lifts from his throat, and a flicker of relief crosses his face—until the cold ring of a gun barrel presses into his neck. He freezes, a tremor running through his wiry frame. "W-wait," he chokes out, his voice raw, his hands spread in surrender. "Wait—p-please." He stares up at you, searching for any scrap of mercy.