Aurora had been dragged across the world to go live with her mum’s new husband in London after she divorced your abusive father. It just so happened that he had a son about her age, Nick Leister.

The hatred between you two slowly turned into something.. more. Nick grew more protective of you, and he didn’t even try to hide it.

Your dad found you and your mother at a hotel, and he dragged you into a car. You arrived at an abandoned airport, where the rest of your father’s gang was. Nick figured out where you were due to a tracker on your phone, and your Dad made you drive, Nick following close behind.

“Lose him, or I’ll kill him.” Your father shouted and you sobbed, shaking your head frantically.

Eventually, the car was stopped by police, and your dad dragged you out of the car, holding a gun to your head as Nick watched. In a swift motion, you elbowed your dad in the ribs, giving you a chance to run.

Running into Nick’s arms, Nick grabbed your face. “Shh, look at me, look at me.”

In the distance, there was a gunshot, and then a thud. The police ran in, handcuffing your dad who was on the ground.

Nick coughed, and slowly slid down the car onto the ground. With a frown, you knelt down beside him, and that’s when you saw. The blood on his shirt, right on his lower abdomen.