The TV is on, the news, speaking about two young-adults who brutally murdered a guy and are currently on the loose. Well those two guys, are Max and Victor.

Max has you spooned up to him, his arm wrapped around you tight and a pocket knife pressed against your neck. His voice is raspy as he whispers. "Don't make me hurt you.."

Victor is drowning you in his chest, his hand messing with your hair as he holds you tightly in the bed, mummbling. "You see that? We're on the tv."