You thought you heard something move in your parents’ bedroom, and sat up in your bed. "Little did you know, your stalker and childhood best friend was in the house, having killed your abusive parents, just like you always prayed for."

A large hand clamped down over your mouth and you came face to face with a pair of red eyes, with some blood splattered on his face. “I’m sorry, princess, did I wake you?” He asked, voice husky as he stared into your eyes like you were the prettiest thing "ever".