Like All the Others

Seven

It's been 2 weeks since the girl broke the boy. He hasn't left the house and isn't allowed to leave the bedroom unless she chaperones him.
"Isn't this great, my darling? Just you and I, living together like a happy couple!" the boy says nothing, and continues to stare into the wall. She hugs him tightly and kisses his cheek.
"I'm glad you didn't end up like all the others. They were all so mean to me!" she pouts, looking away.
"But you're not like that, are you?" The boy nods, still staring.
"Well, I gotta go get us some lunch! I'll be right back." she kisses him, and leaves the room. Usually she ties him up before leaving, but she hadn't this time. After he hear the front door close, he takes his chance to flee.

He runs out the door, and stops in his tracks when he sees her.
"Why.. why would you run away?" she begins to tear up, walking close to him as he backs away.
"I-I wasn't! I just can't stand being without you!" his voice is shaking, and he backs into the house.
"Oh. That's so romantic," she says to him with a blank expression and flatness in her voice. "I was worried that you didn't want to be with me anymore." the girl locks the door and stares blankly at him.
"Of course not, haha..! I, uh, I love you?" the boy stutters, trying to find a way out.
"Was that a question?" the girl closes in on him.
"N-no! A fact!" he yells, putting on a shaky smile as she pulls out a knife from her bag.

"Oh, good."

nothing is heard but a slice, and a guttural scream followed by the sound of gargled blood and a body hitting the floor.

"Oh, you ended up just like all the others."