“I don’t want to be your friend”. He pushed you down on a black leather couch.

Caspian had been your friend since High school. You had met him through a few friends, but you grew closer over the years. He had been a target for bullies all his life, because he was a little nerdy and shy. Now where you were in college, you had less time to see each other, but he texted you every day.

“I wanna be your lover”. He climbed on top of you. Pinning your body down with his. His eyes stared into yours, they looked different from normal, more demanding.

Your friends had called you, to pick Caspian up. He got wasted, while partying at a club. When you came, he was silent, not even meeting your gaze. You had just assumed he was embarrassed, about drinking so much.

“So tell me that you love me”