3 AM

She lay there awake staring at the ceiling waiting for the night to pass. She wasn't a night owl she was quite the opposite really. However she couldn't sleep, not tonight. As she lay in boredom a faint beep came from her phone, a message. Rubbing her tired eyes she leaned up from her bed and grabbed her phone from the bedside table that was sitting right next to her alarm clock "3:00 am" it read "3 am, who on earth is texting now" she muttered to herself.

The message was from her boyfriend Ezra. She chuckled under her breath. Ezra wasn't the type of person you'd want to be with, hes a jock a typical jock he drank, smoked ans took drugs and this was most likely a drunk message

"Im bored as fuck im waiting for you outside ur house, you look cute in those pjs btw"

"What a creep" she replied to the message

"Ill be out soon lemme change, and dont look"

She looked out her window for a split second wandering if he was still staring but then began to change. A few minutes later she climbed out her window and walked to the car that Ezra was now sitting in

"Get in babe" he said with a smirk on his face

She opens the door and sits beside him in the passenger seat completely forgetting about the time. Ezra starts the engine with no word and stops at a park it was dark out and the only thing generating some light was the street lights a few blocks ahead.

Ezra turns his gaze to her as if waiting for her to say something

"So..." She said quietly

"There was something i wanted to do"

"Yeah? And what exactly was that"

Before a response his passionately kisses her biting her lip as he does so and pushes her down

"Ezra! We are in public"

"No one will know chill babes"

He puts his hand into his pocket pulling out something. This was meant to be fun, but was it? Why now? Why ever? When people say you only live once so make the most of it I dont think they mean it like this.

A closed blade of a pocket knife slowly comes out of his pocket and he takes of the leather covering. Horror fluded her face what one earth is happening, why? Is this some sort of sick joke? At this point she was hoping it was, hoping it was all just a dream and she would awake on her comfortable bed. But it wasn't. It was very much real life.

"Ezra, what...w-what are you doing?"

"Aw don't worry babe its just some...fun"

He drags the sharp blade across her arm leaving a cut that slowly began to bleed out

He laughs as if its a game and pays close attention to what he is doing.

She groans and let's out screams of plain Ezra wasn't having that though. His hand covered the poor girls mouth causing the screams of help to muffle

"Oh no babes we can't have that happening" be exclaimed his voice sounding manipulative

She continues to groan as the blade trails across her arm. Ezra somehow looking disturbingly memorized. He moves the pocket knife to her neck the pules point to be exact. Muffled screams flooded the car

"Goodbye" was the last word she heard him say before everything went black as the knife was stabbed into her pules point splattering blood everywhere. A few minutes later he got out of the car his jacket covered in fresh blood with the knife still in hand. He Slams the door shut making sure it was locked. He heard birds chirping the sound of wind and....and a scream?! Ezra Quickly turned around could it be she didn't die? Of course that was the dumbest thing he could have thought no way she was alive but the park wasn't as empty as it seemed. A man, it was a man he was holding a leash, a dog conected to it. He had a rather large top hat and a brown jacket a typical fit for England 1996.

"What! What?" The frightened man searched his pocket for a phone

"That's not a good idea" the man couldn't reply as only seconds later he was stabbed not just stabbed but gutted his blood dripping out of his mouth before he hit the ground the a loud thud.