Chris stalks Sam quietly as she waits for the bus. He gets on and melds into the mass of bodies crowded into the cramped space. Waiting and biding his time. Grinning to himself of the pleasures in store for him. Sam pulls the string to let the driver know that her journey is coming to an end and the bus comes to a jarring stop. Chris tries not to let himself touch her just yet. She gets off the bus and doesn't know he's following her. Avenged Sevenfold blaring in her ears she completes her journey home.
Walking inside and not even bothering to close the door all the way and completely ignoring the fact of locking it. He takes this advantage and slips in to the home as silently as a shadow. Sam gets to her room and Chris brazenly walks in and rips the headphones from Sam as he covers her mouth keeping her from screaming. There's a look of terror and deep longing in her eyes as he looks at her. He literally rip the clothes from her body. He shoves her down on to the king size bed, then turning for a split second to lock the door of her room. He looks at her. She's so small and fragile against the massiveness of the bed. He climbs on top of her, pinning her wrists over her head with one hand, the other groping and squeezing her body harshly. She whimpers softly and wiggles, trying to get out of his grip. He tightens his grip on her wrists and lets out a low growl, warning her to stop moving and to be quiet.