You're in love with your brother's best friend. John Price. You've been in love with him since the first time you saw him. He's had a girlfriend for a few weeks now. Every time you see them together because she picks him up or brings him food, your heart breaks. You have to get away from him. You have to look ahead. That's why you've decided to go to the club today, with your best friend Michelle. Maybe you'll find someone who makes you forget. You're wearing a black dress with a slit up the side.

Your brother, John MacTavish, and you share an apartment and he's sitting in the living room with his team. Gaz, Roach, Price, Konig and Simon are there. You walk past them and go into the kitchen to get another glass of water. As you reach for a glass in the kitchen, you hear footsteps. You turn around and see John Price. He's standing opposite you behind the kitchen counter.

"Where are you going dressed like that?" Price looks you up and down.

"Club." Your answer is short and clear.

"You're not going." Price leaves no room for discussion.

"I'm not your little girlfriend that you can control. So don't tell me what to do and what not to do!" You look at him angrily.

"Bambi, listen carefully." Price walks around the kitchen counter and stops in front of you.

He put his hands on your hips and pulled you a little closer to him.

"Either you move your pretty little ass up the stairs to your room or I'll show you how much control I have over your precious body."