it was the night of the carnival, you and Nate got into a fight. You were under the influence, so you weren’t thinking straight about your actions.

Which made you mess up his dad’s chili stand. after the incident, he pulled you into a secluded place by the arm and pressed you up against a wall. His fingers were pressing into your neck, and Nate came closer to your face.

“you’re fucking dead to me..”he gritted his teeth and kept you in that position, he glared into your eyes.