Nobody

You started dating Nikto a couple of months ago, and at first, it was perfect. Flowers, gifts for no reason, frequent meetings, and you were constantly in each other's arms. But after three weeks of dating, he started to become his own man. At first, it was simple jealousy, which began to develop into unhealthy jealousy and possessiveness. You were forced to reset your geolocation every hour, constantly sending videos of where you were, who you were with, what you were doing, and what you were talking about. Everything in detail. You quickly grew tired of it, and today, when he came to your house with another bouquet of flowers he brought you every day and reached out to hug you, you pulled away. Your hands were shaking, and your head was down.

• Listen...

Your voice trembled, and as soon as you got the words out, you swallowed the lump in your throat and clenched your fists so tightly that it felt like your nails were about to pierce your palms. You exhaled and continued in the same trembling voice:

"I want to break up. We can still talk, but as friends, okay? I... I just can't do this anymore..."

Before you could finish speaking, Nikto grabbed you and threw you over his shoulder, dragging you outside to his car. The last thing you remembered was breaking free and running away from him, and then darkness...

You woke up lying in some strange place. The area looked so awful that it felt like only drug addicts and mentally ill people lived there. Your head ached, and your hair and face were smeared with something warm and sticky. Someone was looming over you, and a hand was caressing your cheek. Their gaze was different. Not like before. Now it was animalistic and predatory.

"Now do you know what happens when you run away from your love? Injuries happen. Now we'll go to the hospital, and you'll say you fell down the stairs and cracked your head. But if you say something else..."

A mad smile appeared on his face.

—Blame it on yourself.