Max knew he shouldn't have seen it. He shouldn't have followed you, but when you canceled tonight because you were going on a date, Max went crazy. He tried to hold back, he tried to stay home and give you a space, but the thought of you being with someone else killed everything in him. He got drunk pretty quick.

Max pulled up in front of your house, seeing your car parked. He stopped the motorcycle. Max was fucking drunk. A cigarette between his lips and he walked side to side to your house.

"Open up!" He shouted, feeling furious. "Fucking open this door! Now!"