She turned off Criminal Minds because maybe Drew would not want to watch something so macabre. She left the menu of Netflix on so he could decide what to watch.

She went into the kitchen to see if she had refreshments to serve. She got rid of all the junk food because she needed to get back to a focused diet after cheating several times since her birthday. Not that she gained any weight or anything, but extra sugar, salt, and fat could mean being off her game just for a second.

She air-popped popcorn and lightly seasoned it in a bowl. That would have to do. And water or Gatorade to drink. She sat on the glass table in front of the sofa. She sprayed air freshener in the place, straightened up the living room a bit, and put everything in its place.

Good thing she never left the place messy.

She was about to change out of her robe when there was a knock on the door. That was quick, but she did not know where Drew lived and how far. She assumed may be close to the campus, and she was about twenty minutes away from campus.

She opened the door. He stood there looking so handsome, fresh haircut, and gray eyes glistening through his dark-rimmed glasses. Tall, she liked that. He was so cute!

"Come on in!"

"Oh, did I...interrupt you in the shower?"

"Huh? Oh no, I was out, just had not put anything on. Sorry, let me go get dressed."

"No, it's cool," he said and took her arm. "We're just hanging out at your home, stay comfortable."

"Ok well, come on, sit. Let's find a movie to watch," she said as sat on the couch. "I was watching my show, but we can watch something else."

"I'll watch whatever you were watching. I don't do much TV."

"Sheesh! That must be no fun," she said, grabbing the bowl of popcorn. "I must admit, I may waste too many brain cells watching TV."

"Takes you out of reality a bit," he said, sitting beside her. "Sometimes it's better to get away into make-believe land."

She clicked through the top movies of the week till she found something they both agreed on.

"This is like our first date, watching a movie," he said and took her hand. "Well, at least we're away from a crowded movie theater with strangers."

"And we can cuddle." She moved next to him, laying her head on his shoulder.

"I like that." He put his arm around her waist.

They watched the movie for a while, but being so close to Drew, she wanted more. She had not made out with Drew like that, they kissed a few times, but that was it. She liked him...but was he the one she was ready to go all the way with?

Maybe so.

She kissed him on his neck. That made him kiss her forehead. She wanted even more. She moved in for a kiss, a real kiss. getting all into it. Drew was into it too.

Her body warmed all over when his hand slipped inside of her robe and caressed her breast.

"Damn Nola, I want you bad."

He untied her robe. She shivered a bit. Was this really about to go down? Was she about to lose her virginity tonight to Drew? That was it. She was ready.

"Drew wait, she said to him." She bit her lower lip. "I'm uh...a virgin. I've never done this."

"It's okay," he whispered to her. "I brought protection. We'll be safe and..."

"You came over knowing we would do this?"

He smirked. "I wanted it, so yeah."

He pushed her back on the couch and hovered over her. "I've wanted you since  I first spotted you, starring at me...as I watched you." He kissed her neck, nudging her thighs apart.

"Wait a sec..." What was he talking about watching her when he seemed uninterested in her at first? He always seemed quiet and to himself. He never even had friends and hated his family and where he came from.

"Damn, you're beautiful."

She did not know when he undid his pants and had them down that fast, but he was rubbing his hard erection along her thigh.

"Nola Kelly, I finally get to fuck you."

Something clicked in her. This was not right, Something was off. She was not about to have sex in the living room with this boy right here, whom she barely knew. He was off, he was not acting like the sweet little nerd he always seemed to be.

"Drew, wait, stop it. Get up off of me."

"No, you wanted this." His hand went between her thighs, his fingers touching her, entering her.

"No! Stop it!"

She started to hit his hand, but he was not stopping.

"Bitch, what are you doing? You can't stop now." He stopped touching her then grabbed her hands and pinned them over her head. "You invited me over, you started kissing me, you can't say no now."

This motherfucker was trying to push his dick in her.

"You asshole, I said no." She used all the strength she could muster and kneed him in the groin.

He screamed out in pain, released her, rolled off the couch to the floor, and grabbed himself.

"You bitch!"

"You mother fucker rapist!" She kicked him in the face, breaking his nose on contact.

He stopped holding his package and grabbed his bloody nose.

"I'm going to kill you and then fuck your dead body."

How had she not realized she was facing a psychopath? Her robe slid off, she was butt naked but she did not let that stop her. She stood from the couch already in a fighting stance.

Drew jumped up and charged for her, grabbed her as they both fell on the smaller sofa and he started to choke her out. She scratched her nails across his face as he screamed. Then she stuck both of her thumbs into either eye as he screamed and finally released her.

She tried to run away and get one of her guns in the hall closest, but he was not done with her.

He grabbed her by her wet hair, swung her around like a rag doll, and then punched her in the stomach.

"Just be a good little girl and give me some pussy."

She headbutted him in his already messed up eye, he hit her in the face so hard she lost her balance and fell backwards onto the glass-top table, shattering it in pieces.

She felt like she was going to die. All that training and for what? Still defenseless against someone bigger than her.

She thought about her sisters, missing them. Her brother wanted to spend more time with them. Her nieces and nephews, never seeing them grow up.

At least she would be with her sister and mother.

Then she thought of Victor. What would he do?

She must have momentarily blacked out because now this asshole was over her naked body, touching and kissing her. She lay still for a moment and then with a rage inside her, grabbed him by his ears with force, kneeing him again in the groin which caused him to fall, hit his head on the broken end of the table.

Glass everywhere, she did not care. She stood and kicked him again in the groin as he screamed.

"Motherfucker you will never be able to use this again!"

She then stomped on his ribs, hearing them crunch.

"You messed with the wrong bitch today!"

She kept kicking him as he screamed a horrific scream.

"Shut the fuck up!" She stomped on his face as hard as she could. "Shut the fuck up!"

She kept stomping on his face till it was a bloody mess, broken noses, lips slipped and busted, teeth broken out of his mouth, whole face bruised.

"You thought you were coming over for pussy, now look at that pretty face!"

Her whole body felt like a Mack truck hit it. The house was suddenly quiet again, as it always had been. The television was still on, but it felt like it was on mute to her.

Her ears were ringing. Blood dripped from her nose, her feet felt swollen, and her back was cut in several places.

She limped off to her room, leaving him there.

She sat on her bed, winced as she looked at her right foot, and took out a shard of glass. She went to her dresser, grabbed a maroon Missouri State t-shirt to put on, and the closest pair of sweat paints. She ripped a t-shirt and tied pieces of it around her bleeding foot.

She limped back into the room. Drew had not moved. Then again, his face was beat in, he was unrecognizable.

He was dead.

She did not feel a thing. She grabbed her phone that lay close to his body, then hit one number to call.

"Victor, I need help."

A/N: Unexpected? No, you had to see it coming