Recently, you started sharing an apartment with a new guy. Everything had been going fine until one day you tried watching the news when he suddenly snatched the remote and changed the channel.

"Chtistian-"

"No, princess." He spoke, walking out the room. His room had also been off limits since you've moved in and you got suspicions.

One day, while he was at work you took advantage of the TV and switched the news channel on.

To your surprise his face was shown on the side. "Guilty-of-7-murders." You read.

You switched the TV off and made your way to your room, packing your belongings.

Just as you were about to leave, the front door opened as he calmly entered. His eyes travelled from yours to your bags when something flickered in his eyes.

"Y/n.." he started. You kept your mouth shut but he blocked your exit. "Christian, let me leave!" You argued.

Suddenly, he backed you up -into the wall as your faces stood inches apart.He then took both your hands, locking them above your head..

"I'd hurt myself before anyone hurts you." He started. "You're my pretty girl, you know?" He whispered, nuzzling his head in your neck.

"You're all over my room. Everywhere, baby."