Betrayal

obsessed...

Mew's POV...

I consider myself incredibly lucky to have him as my boyfriend. He's a dream come true—cute, gentle, innocent, and adorable all at once. Initially, I used to get annoyed with him, but now I can't imagine my life without him. I somehow persuaded my mom, and she agreed to let me shift here permanently so I could watch over him 24/7. We go to school together and come home daily. Unfortunately, today I had to leave midway because my mom urgently needed me, leaving him to go to school alone.

Today, when I went to pick him up, my heart felt like it would explode when I saw him kissing someone outside his school gate. I immediately punched that guy and began to beat him until he started bleeding.

"Please, leave him... please," Gulf cried, and I let the guy go because he was bleeding from his nose.

"Let's go," I said, dragging him, and we finally reached our apartment.

Author's POV...

The whole time, Gulf was quiet, and when we finally walked in, I dragged him into the room and closed the door with a loud bang. Making him sit on the bed, Gulf wiped his lips again and again.

"Why did you let him kiss you?" I said, slapping him hard on his cheeks, and Gulf ended up crying.

"I-I didn't want to... he kissed me out of the blue," he said, crying and holding my hands. When I raised my hands to slap him again, I stopped, seeing him crying, and he slapped himself hard in frustration, bumping his fist on the wall.

Gulf stood up worriedly, looking at my reddened face.

"Don't you fucking try to go out from today... you ain't allowed to move your feet out of this room," I said, grabbing Gulf's face.

"Please don't hit yourself... hit me if you want to."

"No, I won't... you want to see it, right?" I slapped his cheeks again and again until his lips started bleeding, and Gulf was scared, only trying to calm me.

"Mew, please, it hurts me too," Gulf said, trying to hold my hands.

"Ok, fine, I won't, but from tomorrow, you won't go to school," I said, and he frowned.

"But I want to go to school, Mew... it wasn't my fault... please," he begged, holding my body.

"Ok, fine, let's break up then," I said, knowing Gulf would immediately agree if I talked about breaking up.

"Ok, fine... I won't go to school, don't say that," he said, looking down and holding my hands.

And since that day, Gulf used to take online classes and transferred himself into homeschooling. He stayed at home, cooked food for both of us, and this became his daily routine.

Mew wasn't only in love with him... Mew was literally obsessed with him. He treated Gulf as his own property, and since Gulf never really complained about it, he started to like it too. His definition of love was this... after his parents, Mew was the only one he could rely on and trust. Although Mew hurt him emotionally, he never hurt him physically, nor let him stay alone, and there were times when Mew got angry because of his jealousy.

After one year...

Gulf was cooking food when I came and hugged him from behind. Gulf turned around and smiled, wrapping his legs around me, and we began to make out.

"Sit here, bub," I said, and Gulf nodded, sitting on my lap while I was eating and feeding him at the same time.

"Mew, we have a small gathering of old students in our school. Can I come too?" He asked, crossing his fingers.