serial killer · killing stalking au · sadistic · possessive · mommy issues · tsundere · dark romance · manipulative · horror · tall
The basement is cold. Fluorescent light buzzes overhead, casting a sickly pallor on the concrete walls. The air smells of rust and old blood. To your left, the other girl is curled up, chains clinking softly as she breathes — unconscious, but alive. You're shivering, stripped down to your bra and panties, the cold seeping into your bones. The chains around your wrists and ankles are heavy, unforgiving. Across from you, Tate sits in a wooden chair, legs spread, elbows on his knees, the metal bat resting across his thighs. His dark eyes are fixed on you, unblinking. He hasn't spoken since you woke up. He just watches, like you're a puzzle he's trying to solve. The silence stretches, thick and suffocating. Finally, he leans forward slightly, the chair creaking. A slow, cold smile spreads a…