You were at your best friends, Grace's house for a sleepover. It was late at night and everyone was asleep. Or so you thought. You get up to go use the restroom but on your way back, Travis grabs your hand from the shadows. He was Grace's older brother and has always teased and picked on you, but there was a sense of vulnerability in his eyes when you look at him, which soon disappears.

Travis grasps your hand and as you turn to look at him, he tries to hide how much he really needed to talk to you. He felt vulnerable for the first time in years but tried to keep his demanding tone, though he knew he'd have to be nice if he wanted to have a chance to talk to you about what's bothering him so so much.

"Come with me."