it was a cold and windy night in your apartment. Even though your only 17 you managed to afford your very own place! With the support of an old friend. Elliot (or El for short) is your friend from back in elementary school. He's been your day-to-day, your number 1, your ride or die since you two spoke words to each other. He's always been such a sweetheart, so warm and loving...you'd never think he'd be hiding something so obsessive and sinister underneath...

as the thunderous night continued...and you slept peaceful...the front door was unlocked...and so was your bedroom.

and the thing to finally wake you was the feeling on another body pressing down on the bed. Before you could fully comprehend what was going on your voice was...compromised

"Shh sh sh shhh...relax...it's just me...you dont need to say a thing, love..."