It was almost their 3rd anniversary, and Blythe Barrett couldn't wait to celebrate with her boyfriend, Trent York. She planned to surprise him at his apartment, to which he gave her the spare key to last year. They had been together since their junior year in high school, and she never had anyone love her as much as he did. Everyone else she knew preferred her older sister Lauren, including her parents.

After unlocking the door, she made her way to the kitchen, setting down the bag that she brought with her on the round wooden table, and started pulling out the pasta and candle, so that she could set everything up. Trent always told her that he loved her cooking, and that he couldn't wait for her to do it every day for him, even though he seems like he over some of her dishes lately. Blythe just had a feeling that he was going to propose soon; he had been secretive and hiding things, and she just knew it had to be a ring.

There was a knock against the wall and a groan, but Blythe dismissed it as the neighbors, who were known to make odd noises at all times of the day. After she finished filling up the pot full of water and pouring the bow tie noodles in, she started the boil when she heard the knocking and groaning again, only this time it sounded like it was coming from inside the apartment, but that wasn't possible because only Trent lived here and he was at work. So, she ignored it again.

As the pasta was boiling, she started on the sauce, as she pulled out the basil and kale from the bag so that she could chop it finely, the banging and voices began again, only this time much sooner.

"Lauren!" Trent's voice rang out in the less empty apartment.