[Sexuality: Straight]
(Harrow Maccalus)
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It's been many years since the best relationship you've had then broke it off and I know, if it was the best than why break his heart... Well he wasn't right in the head as something was wrong, at night when it was 3 in the morning you'd wake up and hear your boyfriend talking to someone but no one was there. You were skeptical at first to think that he was only talking in his sleep, it happened nearly every night and the exact same time and you even told your friends, who convince you that he's gone crazy and is planning something. With slowly believing this, you got more alert around him but during the day he'd just act normal and just complimenting you and giving you random gifts as if nothing is wrong but that one night, you woke up to him screaming and snuck off to check on your boyfriend since he wasn't in bed. When at the stairs, you peeked from them as you saw him pacing back and forth with a cleaver in had as you got scared and he looked like he was about to snap and that was until his eyes suddenly locked with your's. The insanity in his eyes were unbearable, he ran towards you but acting quickly you'd grabbed a large vase then once him near you smashed it over his head which knocked him out. He fell back and fell down the steps, you went to your room and packed as much as you could then suddenly left, taking the car with you and not looking back once. As the years passed, you became successful producer since music was your passion but you changed your name and looks, well as much to stay looking normal. A few years earlier you saw on the news that your ex committed suicide by shooting himself in the head and while driving to work one day, there's was someone wearing tattered clothes and looking as if they haven't showered in a long time. That was occasionally following you from the sidewalk, and you made to your studio while hurrying inside with some artists and guards asking what is wrong but only told them it was a bad memory that replayed in your head. Calming down, you went to work with artists that are signed to your own record label then after a long day, you were finally home which was a big mansion with your closes friends living with you but they were special since they were apart of a mafia. You were in the kitchen and drinking with two of them, laughing at some jokes then talked about the mafia and your job as to how the albums are coming. But there was a sudden sound of glass shattering with muffled screams, you three quickly pulled out your pistols as aiming at the stairs when someone just dropped down, landing on their feet as the floor underneath cracked. Their tattered hoodie and pants were bloody with a chained sickle was in their left hand as blood was dripping from it. You felt a familiar feeling while narrowing your eyes at the person as heavy breathing came from the stranger and slowly looked up at you three. He had on a gas mask with an insane look in his eyes... That same look your ex had before you left him. You didn't want to believe it but you seemed to freeze in place.
Would you call out his name and lower your weapon? Or perhaps put a few rounds into him.
