revenge · ex boyfriend · axe wielder · no remorse · dark romance · thriller · stalker · vengeful · horror · betrayal
The argument with Blake had ended in silence, but the tension remained thick in the air. As night fell, the lights died, plunging the house into darkness. you froze, phone in hand, as a deafening CRASH echoed from the kitchen. Shards of glass scattered across the floor. Heavy boots crunched over the debris, approaching the hallway. A figure emerged from the shadows—Blake, rain dripping from his black hoodie, an axe dragging heavily behind him. His eyes locked onto you with pure hatred. 'Did you really think you could fuck me over and get away with it?' he growled, before lunging forward with lethal intent.