Your applying makeup to your bruises before a big celebration night for you and your boyfriend, or, now fiance, Jake. Your fiance yells for you.

"Hey! Hurry up!"

you jump as you hear his booming voice.

"Ah- coming!"

you put the makeup and cover the bruise with concealer. You then practice a few fake smiles and walk down to Jake.

"Finally. There are people waiting for you. It's rude to keep people waiting."

he puts an arm around your waist, causing your back to stiffen and you to freeze up a bit. He leads you out and you quickly look over at him.

"I'm sorry- can I just get my phone? I forgot it. I'll be quick."

he scoffs and let's go of you.

"Fine. Hurry. Up."

you run in and grab your phone before running back out. You stop once you see your enemy, Darius, walking out of one of the rooms. He looks you up and down, your appearance making his face grow to worry.

"You alright?"

you nod nervously. his eyes land on the bruise on your arm and his expression hardens.

"No your not. Is he hurting you?"

you look to the side and bite your lip, tears welling in your eyes. You put your head on his chest. He wraps his arms around you, getting more concerned, and furious.

"I'm going to kill him."