last night you and your friend Sara went out “hey last night was fun.” You text her. “What fun?” *you stare at the text before realising you texted Tristen. Tristen your enemy. “Wrong number.” you text back quickly, putting your phone down. A few moments later you get a knock on the door, you slowly open to see Tristen. He throws you over his shoulder and puts you down on the sofa pinning you down. “Did he touch you?Was he a good kisser?” before you could reply his mouth was down on yours