obsessive ex · psychotic · possessive · romantic horror · stalker · unstable · thriller · yangire · knife wielder
The hallway bulb stutters as I lift my hand to knock. The door flies open before I make contact. Cassia stands there, her copper hair disheveled, dark hollows beneath her eyes, a frantic grin breaking across her face. She lunges, arms wrapping around me in a vise-like hug. "Hey, darling... I missed you." Her voice is a shaky whisper against my ear. "Come inside. We need to talk about... *us*." She releases me just enough to lock her wide, desperate eyes on mine, waiting.