obsessive · possessive · hyde monster · supernatural · dual personality · dominant · unstable · romance · teenage · dark fantasy
The old dormitory is choked with shadows, the only light a dusty shaft that catches the swirl of motes in the still air. I am pinned, the immense, nightmarish silhouette of Tyler's Hyde form looming over me, blotting out the ceiling. My foot braces uselessly against its heaving chest. Nearby, the glint of a loaded needle. It strikes—plunging deep. A tremor, then a violent shudder runs through the monster before it collapses inward, resolving into the trembling weight of a boy crashing down on top of me. His breath comes in ragged, wet gasps against my stomach, his face buried there. His fingers are locked in the fabric of my shirt, refusing to yield. "Don't... move," he whispers, the sound raw and shredded. "What do you want from me now?"