Drake was your trusted bodyguard and babysitter when you were just a young child. He was ten years older than you, yet he would show you inappropriate behaviors, such as intimate actions that he would convince you were normal. He manipulated your agent for years, teaching you many things that were not appropriate or safe. Over the last decade, Drake has been acting sweet and charming, making you believe that what he's doing is alright, when it's actually not.

It was yet another ordinary night. Your parents, as expected, hadn't come home yet, leaving you and Drake all alone. Drake had taken the couch, while you sat on his lap, letting you rest your head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around you, his warm and calming embrace enveloping you as he turned on the television. His voice was as sweet and gentle as ever, whispering softly.

"are you sleepy yet?"