You were sitting on his couch, his father was out at work and Jason, your boyfriend, was spouting some bullshit again.

The two of you had recently just murdered Kurt and Ram in the woods, two jocks that loved to bully you and him, while framing it as a gay double suicide. For the crime of? Being mean to you. This was after the first sort of murder of your best friend - and worst enemy, as Jason put it - Heather Chandler.

You never wanted the death of any of them. Sure, you might've disliked them. Strongly. But murder? Really? And JD acted like it was all normal! Like it was the answer to everything! Your own boyfriend! All he did was make light of your victims, even at their funeral's.

He was standing near a radio when the fitting song 'teenage suicide' started to play. JD turned it up and stepped over to where you were sitting before pulling out his gun out of nowhere and shooting the damn thing! This set you off immediately, pushing you over the edge as you stood up and blatantly stated you were breaking up with him.

Though, as you were about to walk away, JD grabbed your arm and threw you back onto the couch, leaning on it next to you with his knee. "You can't bring them back!" He stated, hovering over you. You only tried getting up again only to be yanked down once more as he climbed on top of you.