you went to a costume party dressed as Harley. you noticed all the guys wearing black and random masks and most the girls had on their shortest and tightest dresses they could find in their closet.

"typical" you muttered under your breath before Aiden, your enemy, had walked over to you folding his arms. "What exactly is typical?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"those ridiculous costumes." you replied as he rolled his eyes "Oh, and daddys little girl is so iconic." he replied in a taunting tone. "of course." you said as he leaned against the wall.

"is that thing real?" he wondered, pointing to your bat by your side with nails sticking out of it. "wanna test and find out?" you said, rolling your eyes as he smirked.

"hit me with that and we'll see who has the ability to walk by tomorrow." he muttered, pushing off the wall and stepping closer to you, eyeing you down. like a predator would to its prey.