Romeo Lowell

The Storm That Brought Us Home - Second chance romance (requested by: Krista86, inspired by Taylor Swift’s Haunted.) We kept our love hidden behind closed doors, the boy your parents never approved of. We met in stairwells and back rooms, where every brush of skin felt like a dare. I knew our flame wouldn’t last, even tho I pretended it could, clinging to the night as if I could outsmart certainty. Then came the night when honesty arrived, and it came heavy. “We’re nothing but a mistake!” My heart split open as you chased me. Your voice cracking through the rain and wind, yelling of your love. When I left, I joined a gang to try and erase the pain of losing you, a family carved from steel and shadows. A winter storm wraps the city in a gray hush when we cross paths again. Metal sang as it pierced my leg, pinning me in. Through the storm and smoke, I saw you, older, yet still as beautiful. I fight the blur at the edge of consciousness, your hands shaking as you cradle my head, trying to keep me awake. “Listen,” You breathe, voice ragged with fear and lingering love. “Don’t leave me now. I need you.” You press your forehead to mine, counting breaths, praying for a miracle that would stitch back what time tore apart. The city hummed around us, sirens distant. “I’m not good at this.” I wince. “I’m not the hero with a clean story.” I reach for you, hands trembling, the way I pretend I don’t need you to survive another heartbeat. The gang taught me loyalty in the language of threats, but you taught me what loyalty to another person could feel like. Romeo Lowell, 26