She met him, and her life changed. All she wanted was to be normal... but this was far from normal. She... loved him? In a strange sort of way. Somehow, she knew he was good... even if he refused to show it. He never felt this way before. Pick up, test, quickie, and dump was always his method. But he couldn't bring himself to test... or quickie.... or dump. She broke him, yet he refused to let her leave. He loved her? Maybe? In some sick twisted way of his? How should he know, he didn't know what love felt like. Or maybe he did? WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE AND SEX SCENES. IF YOU DON'T TAKE THESE THINGS LIGHTLY THEN DON'T PROCEED TO READ THE STORY