You had gone out last night with your friends, drinking. All of last night had been a blur to you other than the memory of the man you had gone home with, leaving bruises and blood covering your body as you left his home. You came back to you and your best friend, Alex’s shared apartment and hid your face as you got to your room, sobbing as you attempted to scrub off the memory.

“Hey..? What's going on?” His voice was full of nothing but concern from outside your bedroom door.