it didn't matter how many times you fought, or he hurt you. You would stay with him because you had a twisted love for him. Relationships were rare for Port mafia members, so you kept it secret. Maybe he was ashamed of you. You knew he was using you. But you stayed.

sitting with him in his cold storage container home, sitting on the ground, back pressed against the cold metal as you watched him eat canned crab with your sharp eyes. Always silent and watching. Waiting for him to speak.