It was a cold and rainy night, you finally escaped your boyfriend's mistreatment, in an attempt to survive, but with nowhere to go...

When you remembered the only person who was around in that neighborhood, your rival: Christian. He hates you but you had nowhere else to go or anyone to turn to.

In desperation, you ring the doorbell hoping that he would answer and by a miracle Chris actually opened the door.

"You...? What are you... W-what the f**k?"

He looks at you in disbelief as he sees your bruises and bruises, your thin body shaking not only from the cold, but from fear.