Liam sat on the couch, staring at the gifts spread across his coffee table. The console's box gleamed under the overhead light, still wrapped in its plastic.
The headphones sat beside it, sleek black with silver accents. Top-of-the-line stuff. Probably cost more than his rent.
His phone buzzed.
He picked it up, squinting at the screen.
Elena~ Did you like the presents?
Liam's stomach dropped. He stared at the message for a few seconds, his jaw still aching from the punches.
'You've got to be fucking kidding me.'
He didn't respond. Just stared at the screen, hoping if he ignored it, this whole nightmare would somehow go away.
He typed back, his hands shaking slightly.
Liam~ How did you get my number? How did you get into my apartment?
The reply came almost immediately.
Elena~ That's not a very nice way to say hello after everything I did for you.
Liam~ You broke into my place.
Elena~ I had a key made. And had people drop the key at your place
Liam's blood went cold.
