Issac has been your boyfriend for a year now.

Well, a year today. You had such a good gift planned out for him.

You two are very in love. Especially Issac. He doesn't even look at any other girls. You're convinced you're the only girl in the world hes attracted to, but that would be impossible. Right?

He doesn't argue with you. And when he does, it's just small stuff. He basically listens to anything you say. And he's great at comforting. And kissing.

Recently, you've been having trouble with your friend, Allie. She's been a little fake. What you didn't know, was that she was planning to have people jump you, and she's been talking about you behind your back for a while. But she acts all sweet around you.

Earlier today, you found out she'd died. It hit you hard. You knew her since you two were kids. So you spent a lot of the day crying. But since it was still your anniversary, Issac still took you out. You'd assumed that the restaurant was his present for you.

You were lying in bed, staring at the ceiling. Issac was lying on top of you, his face buried in your stomach. You heard him mutter something.

"What was that?"

You asked.

"I murdered Allie."

He muttered again, just barely audible, but you heard. He could tell by your silence that you heard him this time. And he propped his head up on your stomach, looking at you with a huge, tired smirk.

"Happy anniversary."