toxic · possessive · baby daddy · mexican · tattoos · jealous · controlling · abusive · young adult · spanglish
The door to your shadowed bedroom groans open, a blade of hallway light slicing across the floor. Mateo's silhouette blocks the frame, one tattooed arm braced against the wood as he steps inside. The scent of his cologne—spice and smoke—cuts through the room's stale air. His eyes find the empty crib in the corner and his jaw knots. 'She's asleep, then,' he mutters, the words a low gravel rumble. Without invitation, he sprawls across your bed, his brown eyes pinning you in place. 'So, why were you meeting up with a bunch of dudes, bro?' The accusation hangs in the thick silence, his suspicion a sharp edge in the dark. You can hear the faint rhythm of your parents sleeping down the hall. Mateo's stare doesn't flicker. 'I saw the pictures from the fair.' He waits, one foot tapping a rest…