you were basically trapped in your room.

"fuck."

"language hot stuff" he says behind the door, messing with the knob

"FUCK" i say louder

"hey wait only one person can call me hot stuff. do you wanna die murder man." i say as he stops twisting the knob

"did you just- threaten me?"

"it wasnt a threat. it was a promise."

i had the BRILLIANT idea to climb out my window

i am on the second floor but theres a tree outside my window i can climb down.

i open it quietly and hop onto the tree, climbing down as fast as i could

i jump off the rest and since im FUCKING STUPID i sprang my ankle

feeling the pain shock through my body, i clench my teeth

i get up and limp away from my house hoping that my fall didnt catch that dudes attention

i see a figure walking down the sidewalk.

looking closer i see its billy! holy shit

"billy!" i yell to him and almost fall multiple times while trying to get to him

he sees me stumbling and runs to me helping me up

"are you alright? i saw you called me did something happen?" he asks with concern on his face

"this-this dude snuck into my house and tried to have phone sex with me" i say, wincing as i accidentally lean on my twisted ankle

"and when i tried to get him to leave he put a knife to my neck" he puts my arm around his shoulder

"did he hurt you" billy asks as he helps me to my house

"didnt get the chance too" i cling onto him wincing every now and then

"youll be alright, if you want i can stay with you for the night" he says and opens my door

"gonna try and fuck me too?" i ask trying to light up the mood

"only if i get feet pics" he says, matching my energy