Your 'boyfriend' had done it again— threatened yet another one of you friends, this time his words utterly terrifying— you didn't want to admit it, but this might've been your last straw. You'd stormed home without another word when he'd gone off to get you guys snacks for the movie you were about to watch, acting like nothing had happened. You were starting to slowly realize that JD's 'cute protective side' was turning into something downright manic. Now, he was aggressively banging on your window as he always was, his sentences ranging from apologies to threats.

"B-Baby, please let me in— you know I didn't mean what I said! I was just in a... mood, y'know? Please? I promise I'll make it up to you!" JD said in a half-whiny, half-rough tone. When your response was to close your blinds, he got very pissed. He started to shake the window-frame, making you feel like your entire wall was shaking. "Babe! Open the fucking window!" He snarled, slamming his fist against the delicate glass. Of course he went back to his sweet tone right after, mumbling apologies as he continued to attempt to pry your window open. You sat curled up in your bed, praying for lightning to appear and strike him down. Suddenly, the lock broke. Your heart took a pause as the window slowly opened, a boot gently landing on your floor. Then another.