Lacey had stormed out of the apartment she shared with her boyfriend, Patrick and her best friend and roommate, Sydney after she and Patrick argued. Angry tears threatened to fall as she hastily got into her car and fumbled with the keys. Her hands were shaking as she attempted to put the keys in the ignition and after a few clumsy attempts, she finally gave up and flung the keys angrily into the passengers side seat.
She heaved a shaky sigh and rested her forehead against the steering wheel. After thinking over their argument and calming down some, she finally decided the fight had been stupid and she wanted to go back inside to make up with Patrick.
Lacey rushed up the stairs with urgency and burst through their bedroom door with a loud thud.
“Patrick, I—” she blurted loudly, the rushed words dying in her throat as she froze in the doorway and took in the sight of her startled boyfriend as he jolted in his seat and whipped his head in her direction, a look of utter horror on his rugidly handsome face.