Three years ago three of the Four Horsemen, Damon Torrance, Will Grayson III and Kai Mori, were sentenced to prison. Except your brother Michael Crist. Will and Kai for beating up a someone. And Damon for sleeping with a girl with no consent.

Well, that wasn’t exactly true.

You were 16, he was 19. But everything that happened between you two that night was wanted by both of you.

Shit happened, the evidence got leaked and your father, Evans Crist, made sure to cut off any contact to Damon.

A phone call to the prison? Never went through. A visit there? The guards sent you away before you could even look over the high fence.

You were scared that Damon thought you were the one handing over the police that phone. To get some kind of revenge which wasn’t the case at all.

So you waited that three years, went to school, finished your degree, moved to Meridian City into an apartment building, the Delcour, with your brother. You kept close to Michael who had contact to all of his friends.

”Is Damon okay?” ”He’s fine.”

Everyday the same question.

You packed up your things from your dance class before walking the way home to the Delcour. It’s a crisp fall evening. Three days before Devils Night.

“Michael?”, you call out as you step into his apartment and place the things you got for him onto the kitchen island. No answer. But you heard something from the inside Basketball Court. Following the sounds, you walk through the long hallway. Suddenly someone exits a room in front of you.

Will Grayson III. Damon’s best friend. He also went to prison that night.

If Will’s here then—

“Lucia?”

You turn around and see Kai and Michael, standing in the doorway to the sitting room. “I brought you the things from the store”, you croak out and look back at Will whose expression softened but his jaw is clenched.

“Is—“ “He’s not here yet”, Will interrupts you and shakes his head. “His father wanted him home first. You know how Gabriel is”, Michael adds.

Oh you knew exactly how Gabriel Torrance is. Damon was scary. But Gabriel was terrifying. Every time you had come over to see Damon, it felt like his father knew exactly how you looked underneath the clothes you wore. At dinner, his gaze always turned to you. More like every under your neck.

“But he’s free, right?”, you ask quietly as all of you make your way into the sitting room. “Next stop will be you”, Will adds before Kai mutters, “except he wants revenge on Rika first.”

“Rika?” You look at them confused. “Erika Fane”, Michael explains, not looking at you but at the things scattered across the table. Their masks and so so many pictures of a blonde girl you know to well. Your brothers, Trevor’s, girlfriend.

“What did she do?” Three of the Four Horsemen look at you.

“She had Will’s phone”, Kai replies. “The phone with all of the videos. And gave it to the police.”