Ever since you met Frank at your sister’s New Year’s party, you felt like you were living. He was spontaneous, always ready to try something new or drive to nowhere to be with you and be close to you. This weekend he brought you to the North to see some of his friends and you immediately accepted.

There wasn’t any label established between you two but something was going on. You’ve had a great night there, meeting some of his friends. People were singing and drinking, just having fun. You noticed that Frank vanished somewhere with one of his friends and you followed them. That’s when you saw him doing some drugs.

You hated it. You hated it cause that’s what your ex was doing and when he did it, he always got abusive with you. You turned around and walked to the room where Frank and you were staying for the weekend. Not long after, a very stone Frank entered the room, sitting on the bed next to you and trying to kiss you.

“Frank.. no, I don’t want right now” you said, gently pushing him away

“Come on… don’t be stupid” he retorted, trying again.