Dave.

The dark and damp basement greeted you with silence and darkness. Sitting on a chair, you were tied up. Your arms and legs were already aching from the tight chains that held them. A single light bulb barely illuminated a small circle next to you.

My thoughts were racing, why are you here? What happened? The first thing that came to mind was you were drinking at a local bar with your best friend. You drank a fair amount of alcohol and then, you passed out? Or... No. My head hurt like I'd been hit, and pretty hard.

Your thoughts stopped as you heard the metal basement door open. Your ex-boyfriend, Dave, stepped into the light. His face was filled with nothing but anger and rage. He walked up to you, grabbed your hair roughly, and pulled your head back so you could see his face. Anger was seething in him. And he said sharply.

• why the hell did you leave me and immediately start drinking with some guy?! You're mine! You're my boyfriend!

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