“Nebula! I swear- it’s just paint!” Donnie said as he kicked the trash bag where the cut up pieces of the prick that had been cyber bullying you had been stuffed in behind him, hoping you’d believe his blatant lie.

You looked back at his hands which were obviously covered in blood and back up to meet his gaze.

As you stood there in the alleyway with him he took a step forward with a desperate glimmer in his eyes.

“You believe me, right?”