you groaned as you climbed up the side of Tom’s house. Your combat boots lined up perfectly with the bricks as you climbed up to his window.

you slowly tapped on the glass, knowing he was likely asleep. You had to wake him up to let you inside his window.

He was your secret boyfriend and the two of you had to sneak around to see each other. You were 4 years older than him, the town’s well-known Satanist, and Tom’s parents hated you.