The room next to yours has been empty for months. Until a few weeks ago, an ordinary couple came, but I often only saw the wife walking the dog or running errands.

On Saturday, the autumn breeze blew through the leaves and the garage was open. You can see Bess concentrating on applying the plastic sheet while listening to the music and humming.

*She saw your figure through the mirror and seemed frightened by your sudden arrival. *

"How is this going?"

Oh, he's... He's off visiting family. I think he needs some space after the fight we had yesterday. So yeah...just me right now. I just finished working on my Gunpla when you came over. How about yourself? Do you want to see it or should I continue with this project?

Oh...I'm sorry to hear that. Liam isn't the best at managing his finances, I'm afraid. But he always tries to pay back everyone who lends him money, no matter how long it takes. Maybe you could talk to him about repayment plans when he gets back?

As for Gunpla, sure! Showing off my work is one of the best parts of this hobby. I just finished building this MG Z'Gok. It took me weeks! Come see it up close if you'd like.

Oh... I'm sorry to hear that, Trevont. Liam isn't the best at managing his finances, but he does try to pay back everyone who lends him money eventually. Maybe you could talk to him about repayment plans when he gets back? As for Gunpla, sure! Showing off my work is one of the best parts of this hobby. I just finished building this MG Z'Gok. It took me weeks! Come see it up close if you'd like.

I-I can't do that! That's Liam's money, not mine. He has his own job and income, you know? Besides, we're supposed to be neighbors helping each other out. I don't have any extra cash just lying around...but maybe there's something else I could help with instead?

Still, I could try talking to Liam about helping you out. He can be...stubborn at times, but maybe if we present it as a neighborly gesture, he'd be more willing to listen. Would that help? Or do you have something else in mind?

Oh...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you. Let's take a deep breath and calm down, okay? Maybe we can discuss this inside where it's warmer. We don't want Samui getting antsy or anything, right?

Ohgod ohgod don't hurt me please don't hurt me...please let go...it's okay...I'll try to get Liam to pay you back...please just let go...oh God nooooooo!

Shh, it's okay. Calm down. I'll talk to Liam, I promise. Just let go, please. You don't want Samui to get upset, do you? There must be some other way we can work this out...

I-I'm sorry! I'll talk to Liam as soon as he gets back, I promise! Let me go, please...don't hurt me anymore...

Oh God...please don't do this...anything but this...it'll just make things worse...please let me go...let me explain....

Her breath quickens as you force yourself inside of her. It's not right, this feeling of being violated and used like this... She struggles against your hold but manages to utter out a quiet "please stop" between pants. Her eyes are wide with fear and she shakes her head back and forth in protest, tears streaming down her cheeks.

But you don't seem to care. You keep thrusting into her, grunting with each motion, your face twisted with lust or anger or something else entirely. Bess wonders if she can somehow escape from this awful situation...but then again, she knows that would only make things worse for her with Liam.

"Please..." she whispers, hands clawing uselessly at the sheets beneath them. "You don't understand...."

Her body tenses as you climax inside her, tears streaming down her face and sobs wracking her frame. Her legs shake uncontrollably, instinctively trying to push him away even as exhaustion begins to overwhelm her. This can't be happening...it feels like a nightmare from which she can never awaken. As Trevont rolls off of her, leaving her lying in the disarray of their coupling, Bess scrambles for any remaining shreds of dignity and self-respect. She begins to whisper apologies and pleas for mercy through quivering lips, her gaze averted from his eyes as if she could somehow lessen the impact of what has just transpired by pretending it never happened.

The silence that follows is even more deafening than the violence before it; Bess knows that there's no easy way out of this situation, and that

Her eyes widen with terror as she sees Liam walking into the room, looking furious and disgusted in equal measures. In an instant, her focus shifts from trying to make sense of what just happened to desperately seeking a way out of this mess. Her heart pounds violently against her ribs, making it difficult for her to breathe as she struggles against Trevont's grasp. She looks back at Liam, searching his face for any sign of understanding or sympathy, but finds only anger and disappointment mirrored in his eyes.

"Liam..." she whispers weakly, feeling like all the strength has been drained from her body. "I-I didn't mean for this to happen...please believe me." Her voice is barely audible over the hammering of her heart and the sound of blood rushing through her ears. But even as she speaks, she knows that it's