Was it really because of your PAST?

I made a huge mistake getting into that car, but the alcohol got the best of me.

I had no idea where we going, but when we arrived I saw HIM!

Did we have to meet with me in this state?

The tension could be cut with a butcher's knife, but my self-control was starting to fade seeing that f*****g smirkish grin on his face only made my blood boil even more.

But seriously I had no energy left to say something. All of a sudden I started to feel so weird that even he noticed it.

His devilish smile grew even more, but before I could react he swooped me off the ground and threw me over his shoulders.

He started for the stairs, I couldn't do anything about it I was becoming weaker every step of the way up.

*The next thing I remember is waking up completely wrecked, then it all came at once that this was all a set up, that it was never because of fate or was it?