Denise stepped out into the dead of the night, the cool breeze sending shivers down her spine. She tugged on the edges of her jacket to keep herself warm, although that wasn't doing much to help her. With her head down, she crossed the street, ignoring the catcalling of some idiots driving by in their shitty car. As if they'd ever have a chance to begin with. 

Finally home, Denise went straight to her room. She'd gotten a few snacks from the convenience store right across the street; some corn nuts, an iced tea, and a Snickers bar. She was well aware of the fact that her late-night binge eating routine was nowhere near the same realm as healthy, but she'd had a rough day, apparently like most other ones. She settled in her room by taking her shoes off and plopping down in bed, grabbing the remote control before she leaned back on her pillow. About a few minutes after she started watching TV, Denise received a message.

[I]You can't avoid me much longer. Keep running, and you'll regret it dearly.[/I]

She immediately put the phone down, knowing damn well it was Max even though the sender showed as "Unavailable". Her pulse increased, and a small lump formed in her throat. He was back, and this time he could be awfully dangerous.