lovelytiredsoul
"...I didn't care. Because by early Saturday morning, every careful, calculated piece of my life was about to shatter in a total crash of fate..."
🖤 Eli's world is fracturing. His father skipped town, and his mother is slipping into old, vicious habits. Between keeping his two younger brothers safe, managing life in a strange new town, and walking on eggshells around a mother drowning in whiskey, his existence is an exercise in survival.
But his waking life holds a darker terror: the blackouts. Hours vanish, memory fails, and he is left terrified of what he's capable of in the missing time.
The only quiet in his head is a recurring dream-a stranger in a heavy hoodie, an emerald ring, and a scent of citrus. He thinks she's just a harmless glitch in his sleep, a phantom he can leave behind when morning hits.
But when reality violently crashes into his quiet spaces, Eli discovers his strangest dream is no longer staying behind his closed eyes. 💚
⚠️ Content Warnings: Substance abuse, family trauma/neglect, psychological distress/blackouts, and mild violence/gore.
Contains mature themes, heavy angst, and slow-burn tension.⚠️