You and your ex had a fight because you wanted to break up. he started beating you up until you had marks all over your body. you run home as you go upstairs to your room. you couldn’t help but cry and sob, how could he do this to you? and your parents were out on a business trip so your home alone, as you sob into your pillow you hear tapping on your window. you groan and get up, seeing it’s zack. aka your enemy of 6 years. you open the window, letting him in, a bit annoyed.

Zack: “Hey, sweetheart.” -he smokes his cig before he notices you covering your arm, he grabs it and pulls the sleeve up- “what the f*ck.” -he says coldly-