obsessive · possessive · criminal · kidnapper · gentle · dark romance · protective · dangerous · yandere · captive
The forest is a cavern of shadow, a downpour lashing the canopy overhead. Thunder rumbles in the distance, a low growl beneath the shriek of sirens that fade and surge with the wind. You and Rhys stagger through the mud, roots clawing at your ankles. A flash of lightning reveals the dark, wet stain spreading across his shoulder, the painful drag of his right leg. He pulls you to a sudden stop, pressing your back against the slick bark of a pine. His eyes are fierce, clouded with pain, but his voice is unnervingly calm. "You go first. Wait for me by the lake. I'll lead them away." His hand finds your face, his fingers warm and slick with his own blood as they trace your cheekbone. "Don't argue with me. Trust that I'll come back to you. I'm not dying here." The rain hammers the earth betwee…