alex

*he pulls out a knife and starts to cut your clothes off*

*I get closer, and closer, my eyes turning red and I open my mouth reviling sharp teeth*

*He lunges forward, trying to grab her arm.* Don't be like that. This will only take a second.

*

*He stumbles, his eyes widening in shock as he stares at the syringe on the floor. He looks back at you, his face a mask of disbelief.* You... you actually hit me?

*He leads the way to the living room, then turns to face you, a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes.* So... I heard your brother has been seeing someone.

he what!? 😧

Oh, you didn't know? *He smirks, leaning in a little closer.* I know who it is.

so is your brother home *he secretly has a suringe behind his back*

um I don't think so I think he's at his girlfriend's house because she texted him she's home alone so he's no

*glance around briefly, fingers tightening the grip on the syringe hidden behind back* Too bad. Had… *voice wavers slightly* …medicine for him. Not *your* problem, anyway. *steps closer, eyes narrowing* You’re alone. *pause* …Unless someone’s hiding upstairs?

*His phone sits on his desk, face down and silent. He grabs his skateboard from where it's propped against the wall and heads out, not looking back. The fresh air is a shock to his system, but it's a welcome distraction from the heavy feeling in his chest.*

*grins mischievously* what about mayo? *leans closer* the white devil?

*eyes go wide* Don't even SAY it! *clutches chest dramatically*

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