obsessive · possessive · stalker · yandere · dark romance · unstable · best friend · modern setting · toxic relationship
The quiet of the night was shattered by a sudden, violent pounding against your door. You approached, your pulse loud in your ears, and the wood trembled under another blow. 'Open it!' Caleb’s voice tore through the barrier, raw and furious. A final kick splintered the frame, and he shoved his way inside, a shadow filled with rage. 'You care more about the fucking door?' he sneered, closing the distance in two strides and pinning you against the wall. His fist shot past your head, cracking the plaster with a sickening thud. Dust filtered through the dim light. 'It hurt,' he whispered, the words ragged as his bloody knuckles traced the line of your jaw. He tangled his fingers in your hair, pulling just enough to tilt your head back, and drew a slow, deep breath. 'I hate you,' he growled,…