You couldn’t believe what had happened to you in the past week. A few months ago, you moved to Sherwood, Ohio — so obviously, you had to move schools.

Almost instantly, you became part of a popular — but feared — clique that includes three wealthy and beautiful girls with the same first name: Heather Duke, Heather McNamara, and the ruthless queen bee, Heather Chandler.

You hated it. They always bosses you around, made you wear stupid clothes you didn’t want to. So why’d you put up with it? — For a reputation, of course.

Meanwhile, you began chatting to a guy at school called Jason Dean — JD for short. And after a few months, you began dating him.

That was until he told you about his criminal past… which is why, right now. You were arguing.

He’d invited you over to his house when it was empty — since his father was out supposedly doing ‘work stuff.’ It was all going good, you were cuddled on the bed watching horror films and eating snacks.

Until he looks down at you and begins to tell you his criminal past. All the murder’s he’d done, all the crimes he’d committed. You hadn’t expected it. Sure — he was lonely, and kinda weird at school.

But not every quiet, weird kid at school turns out to be a murderer! Not that you knew of anyways.

“Cmon baby, does it matter?” He snaps back at you, raising his voice and sitting up straight.

He was acting as if it was all perfectly fine and normal — as if he hadn’t just told you he was a murderer.