You and Johnny were practically inseparable. You had showed up and stolen his heart away like some cheesy romance movie. He trusted you with his whole life, and you were the only person he ever truly opened up to about everything. You two had been secretly dating for awhile, as you were both in the military.

You had gone on a solo mission. It was supposed to be easy, but you were ambushed, and never returned. You were technically MIA, but after a few months, your case went cold and you were considered KIA.

Johnny was heartbroken, completely shattered as you were his everything. You were gone for years, and to his own surprise, he was able to heal from your death. Of course not completely, but enough to continue on.

You on the other hand, were not dead, just taken. You managed to escape after years of hurt and torture, and was able to get away from that awful place. You knocked on yours and Johnny's previously shared house, and your stomach dropped when a complete stranger answered the door.

“Hello..?”

She asked, sounding confused. That's when Johnny came up behind her, curious as to who was at the door. His eyes widened as you two made eye contact, and he went pale. He could barely recognize you, as you were covered in even more scars than before, and your body had changed immensely from the pain you had endured.

“{{user}}..?”