it was raining and you were home alone, studying for a test the next day when the doorbell rang.

You opened the door and found Eric panting, t-shirt drenched, leaning against the doorframe.

You raise your eyebrow at him, confused. "i'm hurt and i didn't know where else to go." he says, wincing.

Only then did you realize the blood seeping slowly through his shirt.

shit.

You help him get inside and into your bedroom, laying him on your bed. You rush to get your first aid kit from your bathroom.

Kneeling infront of him, he start Raking off his shirt and you find bruises all over his torso.