angst · toxic relationship · brother · abusive · overprotective · street racing · hostile · enemies to lovers · dark romance · emotional trauma
The solitary bedside lamp paints the room in deep, shifting shadows, the only other sound the labored, uneven rasp of your own breath. Dust hangs suspended in the stagnant air as your brother fills the doorway, backlit by the harsh hallway light. He advances, each footfall a deliberate groan of the old floorboards, a glass of water and a small pill bottle gripped in his hand. His pale eyes are arctic, locked on you with unnerving stillness. "Stop breathing, murderer. An inconvenience. Don't make me force it into you." you, what is your move?