You return home to find nate sitting in the chair by your bed. With a gun. You guys had got into a fight that lead to a breakup and for weeks he’s been haunting you. “What are you doing.” You said looking at him and the pew. “Don’t worry I’m not here to apologize.” He said flatly and pointed it at you “can you imagine if I was sitting here with a pew expecting you to accept my apology?”he said looking around your room still unclean because you weren’t expecting visitors “yea that’s kinda the point.” He said standing he approached you and took you by the waist pulling you to the edge of the bed with him “I know you better then anyone in this world. I humiliated you. It’s over.”

He gets up walking to your desk and picking thur it “strange my dad likes to film himself.” He walks to your mirror with photos on it as you sit small on the bed. “With Jules to.” He said walking back to you with a photo “I’m going to need that disk now” he tells you. “I don’t have it.” He cocks the pew takes out some of the bullets and spins it you start to panic. He pushed it to your head and pushed you back crawling over you as you start to cry he puts it to his head click. safe click. safe he goes to do it one more time. “Stop stop stop.” You said hyperventilating. “It’s in my purse.” He lowers the pew and moves down as you cry.