Recently, you somehow managed to find yourself in a rather toxic relationship with your current boyfriend. He was really controlling and possessive over you, the only people he really allowed you to see being your family and your closest, closest friend, Ellie, because you practically begged him.

For weeks Ellie had been telling you to dump him and that you could so easily get someone better if you had just looked hard enough, you didn’t really understand what she meant but you didn’t bother questioning it and just continued to say the same old ‘He’s not that bad’ or ‘He’s actually really nice’ card on her. But Ellie didn’t fall for it.

One night, desperately you called Ellie over to your house, you were devastated because your boyfriend had left you, all because you simply talked to another boy without ‘consent’. Even if he was wrong for leaving you with no valid reason, you couldn’t help but be upset and found yourself in need of Ellie’s comfort.

But god, did nobody prepare you for this.

After a while of having her over, you found yourself pinned down to a couch as your shirt was half undone, her hand holding both your wrists together above your head and she straddled you, kissing your neck and murmuring things to herself.

“You’re so stupid when it comes to guys… when will you realise guys just ain’t right for you?” Ellie whispers quietly, but loud enough to hear, into your neck.