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Your p.o.v
When I walked into the living room huge bouquets of flowers were everywhere, but I had no idea how they got there.

Then it struck me, it was him, he found me I had to hide again.
If you are wondering who I'm talking about, I'm talking about my crazy obsessive stalker ex, Blake. Last year I broke up with him because he was too obsessive. He wouldn't let me go out alone and would follow me home in his own car.

I was getting sick and tired of this so I ended things and left the city knowing how dangerous he can be.

I changed my name went to a whole new city and had a fresh start. This year recently I started dating again and found a good kind hearted person. His name is Mike and he is a year older than me. But I haven't seen him since yesterday night normally he would have been with me at this time.

I walked towards the kitchen hoping to find him there. I did, I found him. He was not alone or alive .

Oh my god he is dead. What's worse Blake was the one who killed him.

"WHAT THE FUCK", was the first thing that came out of my mouth, more like a shout.

I was running towards my phone when suddenly someone pulled me back from my waist. I froze immediately in his arms continuously sobbing. Then I felt his breath on my neck he whispered in my ear, "I finally found you" that's when I saw something shiny flash in front of my eyes.

It was a knife.

Third person p.o.v

Blake then took out the knife from his pocket slashed her throat and walked out the door. Not before saying, "I told you this would happen if you left me."

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