Two girls. Two lifestyles. One locker filled with a compelling secret. "Who would have thought one little locker would unveil so much" she asked me as we found ourselves intertwined in each others embrace. My fingers found their way through her coiled hair as she laid on top of me. I took a deep breath before saying, "I'm lucky it did" I spoke. "We would have been dead a long time ago if it hadn't" I finished, watching as her eyes now scanned over my entire being. I didn't understand how, but Locker 265 saved my life.

(story contains violence, use of drugs, alcohol, guns and mentions of sex. if this isn't for you then do not continue reading) what had you expected? me to make you my art and make you a star and get you connected? what happens when Billie Eilish suddenly goes missing? where did she go? will you be able to save her or are you the one who kills her?

Everything was so sweet, until you tried to kill me.

You were comforting and quiet. How did love become so violent?