His lips traced the outline of her neck, grazing along her skin softly. Her breathing was fast as he tasted her. She let out a quiet moan, so not to wake the rest of the house. She felt like she was floating, like the bed beneath her was air. The flashes were intense, but not as frequent as before. His lips soon joined hers again, his tongue exploring the inside of her mouth.

They had been like this for over an hour, only coming up for air when it was necessary. His hands were on the hem of her shirt, debating their next move. She placed her hands around his neck, pulling him closer. He leant in further, pushing her deeper into the mattress. His hands moved up beneath her top, feeling the skin on her stomach, soft and smooth against his rough hands. She broke away, needing to catch her breath.

"We should probably start studying now!"

"Do you really want to?" He grinning at her with devilish eyes, making it clear which he would rather be doing. She pulled him closer, kissing him gently on the lips. His breath was laboured and even with hers.

A knock on the door broke the two apart. Max rolled over onto his back, hands rubbing his face as he let out a silent sigh. He looked over at Liz and saw the guilt spread across her face. She mouthed the word "sorry" as she sat up. She walked towards the door, waiting for when it was safe to open it. Max climbed out the window and down the fire escape, taking one last glimpse at the beauty standing by the door. After she was sure he was gone, Liz opened the door to reveal a tall male figure.

"Hey dad!"

"Hey honey! Mrs Evans rang, something about letting Max know that they won't be there when he gets home. Funny, I didn't even realise he was here!"

She was like a dear caught in headlights, needing a good excuse before he took her silence as her answer.

"Um, yeah…he came over earlier to borrow a book for biology. I don't know where he went though. I can always try and ring him if you want?"

"Sure. You better get to bed, it's getting late!"

"Yeah, night Dad!"

"Goodnight!"

She closed the door, leaning against it to support her weight. He fingertips brushed across her lips as she remembered the way he kissed her, the way his hands felt against her skin, the way he smiled at her.



He sat in his car in the parking lot, debating whether to go back up or not. Max looked at his watched and saw the time. He leant back against his chair and turned on the radio. Closing his eyes he thought of Liz.



She climbed up the ladder quietly, not wanting to wake anyone and ruin her revenge. She placed her feet on the hard ground quietly, looking up to see her fast asleep, the covers pulled up around her shoulders. She closed her eyes and concentrated hard on the girl in front of her, ploughing through her thoughts. She opened her eyes to see the body of the girl lying on the floor. Her whole body was jerking everywhere, like she was in a terrible nightmare, one which she wouldn't survive. She let out a laugh to show her satisfaction as she watched the body dancing in the air, before hitting the ground hard. The girl's head turned to the side, as if she had been slapped. Blood trickled down her chin from her mouth, dropping like water onto the floor. Her hands moved down to her chest to cover the scratch marks that were now bleeding all down her front. Her body was now rolling around on the floor, screaming in pain.

She closed her eyes with a smile; mind warping Liz's parents so they couldn't hear her yelling for help, so no one could hear her.

She was trapped in her own nightmare, not able to wake up. The man stood over her, hitting her and scratching her, not ever wanting to stop. She screamed out in pain, taking glimpses down the alley when she wasn't being abused. No one came to help her. She could see them walking down the street, never noticing her high pitched squeals. The man sat down on her chest, making it difficult to breath. His face came out from the shadows and she screamed, all her nightmares turning into reality. He was the one person whom she trusted with her life, and he was about to take it from her.

Max leant over her, one hand around her neck, the other on her forehead. He placed his palm flat on her head and squeezed with his other, causing her arms to grip onto his hands, trying to pull them away. He laughed at the struggling body beneath him, knowing that he would win!

She stood, watching the helpless form in front of her. The girls hands were around her neck, trying to pull on the invisible object choking her.

She felt a hand on her shoulder and her smile disappeared, to only be replaced by fear. Her suspicions were confirmed when she heard his voice.

"Tess?"