The mouth-watering smell of pancakes from the kitchen welcomed him as he opened the room's door.It's coming from downstairs.Tip towing he came down wearing only her oversized black boyfriend sleep shirt that she gave him last night.He watched her as she was facing her back while humming a song and doing something on the countertop. He came closer and peeped through her shoulder and saw her pouring honey on the pancakes. This sight made his tummy growl. A bit too loudly maybe cause she heard it and chuckled. "You are not getting any" she said without turning back. Lucas cutely pouted and said "Not even a bite?" "Nah.Make your own big boy." He huffed. She suddenly felt hands on her torso. "HEY...!!!" she flinched slightly. "Hushhh... relax" He whispered and slowly pulled up her oversized shirt with one hand until he could see her tattoo on her lower back. With his other hand he slowly moved his index over the outline of her tattoo. He could feel her tensed up and become still like a statue. She wasn't breathing. He heard the something falling on the marble floor. Silence. "Feel that? That's how I felt ... when you touched mine that day" he whispered. "It didn't tickle" he said putting his both hands down." It just took my breath away" He smiled devilishly and whispered in her ear "Someday our touches might be the death of us." A few seconds pause. She turned towards him and smiled. "At least then we don't have to hide who we are. I wonder if death can make these feelings fearless." _______ He finds peace in bloody punches. She repressed her memories long ago. But now she wants to know her true identity. They have only one thing common; Night terrors together they have to fight. Amidst all the chaos in the dark world, the drugs, fights, murders will they make it out together from this pandemonium? _________ Warning: Contains violence, murder and underage drug dealing. _ #1 Pandemonium-10/6/20All Rights Reserved