The door swings open as your bestfriend, Rylies, brother stumbles inside. He’s covered in bruises and cuts. Blood trickles down from his lip. Rylie looks up and gasps at the sight. “Where have you been?!” She exclaims, standing up from the sofa. You adjust your position on the cushions to get a better look. “Out.” Elijah scoffs. He never liked you, and the dirty look he gives you says it all. He hated your presence, and just seeing you probably made his day worse. Elijah tosses his car keys on the counter and storms off. The shower turns on moments later. You and Rylie are left alone, both completely lost on the situation at hand. What was Elijah up to?