"Just listen to me for five fucking seconds!"

Patrick grabbed your shoulders and shook you, violently. He huffed and stared at you, annoyed. He really thought about killing you and leaving you to rot, but he couldn’t.

"Don't look over there. Look at me." He spat, and you stopped looking at the body behind him on the floor. Maybe you should've stayed at home because walking into his home was a big mistake. Patrick doesn't even know why you're here.