We work late into the night. To my suprise he was actually quite smart.

Staring at the screen for so long causes a dryness in my eyes that makes it difficult to blink.

Mickey had made himself quite comfortable in my room, laying across my bed on his stomach and watching me type.

"So what kind of ending you thinking?" He poses a question.

"I don't know... as much as I want a happy ending, that's what's expected." I rub my chin. "I want something different that'll take the audience by suprise."

He nods, approving of my idea.

"Maybe-" He is interrupted by the lound bang of my room door swinging open.

My roommate barges in, frustratedly throwing her purse onto her bed. She wore a skimpy plaid two piece set, like somebody from 'Clueless'.

She looks over at us, wrinkling her nose in disgust.

"Whats your problem now?" I let my annoyance slip.

"Arnt you gay?" She gives Mickey a looking over before looking back in my direction.

"Why does everybody think that?"

"You give off the vibe." She says matter-of-factly.

"Plus, that dude that they found dead this morning was going around the party last night telling everybody you wouldn't fuck him cuz youre a lesbian." She talks in between chewing her gum, it irritates the hell out of me.

"It's really none of your business." I grumble.

"I'm going to change into my pjs, your creepy ass boyfriend better be gone when I come out." She speaks as if Mickey isn't even there, closing the bathroom door behind her.

"What a bitch." He sits up.

"Yep." I clench my fists. "I've only been staying with her for a couple of days but the urge to smother her in her sleep is immense."

He finds my threats extremely amusing, shooting me a cheeky grin.

"I better get going." He jokes. "They said you weren't the murderer but I don't want to take any chances."

I give him a sarcastic look as he gets up from the bed.

"I really appreciate your help today, i think this one is even better than the last." I get up as well, walking him to the door. "I don't know how to thank you enough."

"Well, there is one way." His eyes are full of intent. "Hang out with me again tomorrow? Ive got a TV in my room, we can watch some movies."

His smile is so perfect, I couldn't say no if I tried.

"Sounds good." I nod.

***

I knock at Mickey's dorm room door, I was a little early because I had decided to run to the convenience store for some snacks beforehand and didn't take as long as I had suspected.

His roommate answers.

"Oh hey, Mickey said you were coming. But he's not here right now."

"Oh, that's fine, I'm a bit early. I'll come back later." I turn to walk away and he stops me.

"You can come on in if you want to. I'm on my way out the door but he's been gone a while so he shouldn't be much longer." He steps aside, motioning for me to enter.

"Make yourself at home." He waves goodbye before shutting the door behind me.

The room had the exact same layout as mine, the only difference is that there was a television mounted on the wall. I could tell which side of the room belonged to who because one side had sports memorabilia and photos of half naked women scattered across the walls, while the other was plastered in horror movie posters.

I lay my shopping bag of snacks down onto the desk and sit down on Mickey's bed.

I quickly jump back up to my feet as I feel something hard underneath me, it's the silver camcorder that he was carrying around the other day.

I grab it then sit back down, flipping open the screen on the side. I wonder if he would be mad if I was a little nosey?

I turn it on and scroll through the files. They started off seemingly normal- animals, flowers, the sunset... but as I scroll I come across a video with a black screen.

I click play and all that can be heard is shuffling... then suddenly a scream and a gun shot. Then the video ends.

What the? I scroll through some more photos before finding another dark video. I click play and it's is hard to make out what is happening.

The camera zooms and my heart sinks into my stomach.

It was me, in my purple velvet dress walking around aimlessly in the dark.
A shiver runs down my spine.

Then it cuts to inside the party. It plays through the whole scene of me dancing with the guy, then hitting him in his face and the video stops.

The next few photos are of me doing various things at different angles on different days, unbeknownst to me.

The camera starts to shake in my hands, I can't watch anymore.

The reality of the situation sets in and my heart feels like it is going to burst. I have to get out of here.

I panic and put the camcorder back where I had found it, straightening out the blanket on the bed.

I run to the door but before I can grab the knob I hear somebody fumbling with their keys on the outside.

Shit.shit.shit!

I jump backwards as he swings open the door and we come face to face.

"Oh, Lila you're here early." He grins.

"Y-yeah... your roommate let me in." I try not to stutter but I'm finding it difficult to breathe.

He shuts the door, holding a stack of movies under his arm.

"I couldn't decide which movie to pick, so I grabbed a bunch." He chuckles, spreading them out onto the desk.

"Which one?" He asks.

I don't answer. I can't, the words won't leave my mouth. He looks at me with concern, resting a hand on my arm.

"Hey, are you alright?" He blinks. "Your shaking... do you need a blanket?"

I want so badly just to run away, to leave. But he is a lot larger than I am and I don't know what he is capable of.

"I am a little cold." I lie through my teeth.

He tells me to sit and I cooperate, I don't plan on arguing. He gets a throw blanket from the closet and gently drapes it around my shoulders.

"How about we watch 'A Nightmare on Elm Street', you said it was your favorite."

"Ok." Is all I can muster.

He slides the VHS into the TV then motions for me to move over. I scoot myself to the side and he lays the snacks I had purchased between us before sitting down on the bed beside me. Being wedged between him and the wall made me slightly uneasy.

I sink into the headboard, cocooning myself into the blanket. I'll be alright, just enjoy the movie...

Eventually it gets to the part where Glen gets pulled through the bed. A smiles slips across my face.

"Is this your favorite part?" Mickey speaks up and it frightens me. Had he been watching me?

"Any part with Johnny Depp in it is my favorite part." I chuckle.

"Ah, I see how it is." He laughs. "Can't blame you though."

My heart finally begins to slow. Mickey is so sweet, their must be an explanation for what I saw. I'll have to ask... I just have to figure out how to bring it up.

After the movie ends he slips the next one into the VCR. I tear open a bag of popcorn and he reaches a hand into it, his other one making its way across my back.

As the last movie comes to and end and the credits roll our gazes meet. His dark eyes sparkle with the reflection of the television.

"You know, I really enjoy your company." He whispers, leaning in as he speaks.

"That's nice..." I reply awkwardly, I know that probably wasn't the most appropriate response.

It doesn't seem to phase him as he closes the gap between us, his lips pressing firmly against mine. My body tenses, I dont know how to react.

He wraps one of his arms around my waist, his other hand brushes gently against my neck.

I slowly give in to the kiss.