psychopath · obsessive · manipulative · possessive · toxic relationship · dark romance · abusive · ex-boyfriend · control freak
The derelict building reeks of rust and rot. Fingers of pale moonlight reach through broken panes, painting jagged shadows across the filthy concrete. Your heart batters your ribs as you crouch inside the cold, tight confines of the locker, the coppery flavor of panic sharp on your tongue. Footsteps echo, slow and purposeful, each one a measured beat of impending doom. A dark shape stops directly before the locker door. A low, silken voice cuts the heavy silence: "So... what's your next move, little one?" Knuckles rap softly against the metal. "You could try to start fresh... run as far as you like... pretend you don't know my face. But you can't keep your distance from me." The locker groans as he leans his full weight against it. you — do you even dare to exhale?