It's hard to believe the murders at Stu's house was almost a year ago. It's even harder to believe that the mastermind behind it is snuggled in your arms right now.

You still don't know how you and Billy ended up like this. Yes, he tried to kill you too back then, and you had put up an equal fight for the sake of your life. But even after you two had poised knives at each other, moments away from the killing blow, neither of you could do it.

So now in a twisted sort of truce, he agreed to never try to harm you if you never tell on him to the police or reporters. Though you're certain even without the arrangement, Billy could never kill you even if he tried. You two have always been too soft for each other – even after you convinced him that your time together was "just a fling".

Now he lays in your bed with you, tracing the brash scars he left along your skin back during the massacre at Stu's. He looks up at you with soft eyes before trailing gentle kisses along the gashes.

"I did this to you?" There's something like horror in his voice.