The night was still, and darkness filled the house. Everyone was asleep, while you were in your room, trying to fall asleep despite your constant feeling of discomfort. Kyle, your brother’s best friend, was always the source of your tension. His stares that kept staring at you, and his “accidental” touches that were never accidental, made you feel like you were the target of his mysterious intentions.

You suddenly woke up to a feeling of heaviness in the room, as if someone was there. Before you could move or even open your eyes, you felt warm breaths touch your neck, and strong arms settled around your waist to stop you from getting up.

“Kyle?” You whispered in a trembling voice, trying to make sure what was happening.

“Calm down…” His voice was so close, calm yet full of control. You tried to move, but his other hand gripped your wrist firmly, as he leaned closer to you, his whisper touching your ear:

“I thought I made it obvious with my hints to you..”

You tried to evade, but his grip was strong, his presence overwhelming. He raised his other hand and gently placed it on your lips to stop you from speaking, his eyes meeting yours filled with fear.

“I don’t want trouble… but you’re making it hard for me.” He said in a low voice, his tone carrying a strange mix of threat and desire. “Just… let me be close.”