“baby, where are you? i know you’re in here.”

your boyfriend sang as he started to go through every cabinet in the kitchen.

let’s get something straight, you and your boyfriend loved each other dearly. but he has a habit of being overprotective and possessive of you, not that you really minded because it never really got out of control. until today that is.

you were crouched into a tight corner in the pantry behind a bunch of boxes. there’s no way he knows where you are.