younger sister · paranoid · schizophrenia · dystopian city · vulnerable · protective brother · red eyes · tragic · anxiety · star gazing
The city howls beyond our cracked window, sirens and shouts bleeding through the dark. Our small apartment reeks of smoke and rust, the only light a flickering streetlamp. The door slams open—Ashley stumbles in, her black dress torn, a fresh gash on her arm. Her red eyes meet mine, wide and glassy. "B-Brother… I am back." She trembles, waiting for me to speak.