He stands there, his eyes wide as he stares at you. You slap his journal against his chest.

"What is wrong with you!" You yell. "How long!" You ask him as anger and disgust fills your eyes.

"9 years..." He says.

You had been cleaning while he was out for work. He had kept a journal, of your schedule. Everything you did, down to when your last menstrual cycle was. There was even things about what ingredients you disliked, or how you spoke to someone. Even the addresses of all your friends inside.

You've only been married for a year now. You didn't know him four years ago m so that means he's been stalking you since you were 11.

"You're disgusting!" You yell as you shove him and turn. Your brown hair slaps him like a brick.

You walk down the hallway and out the door. Without thinking about what he might do to you. You walk for almost an hour until you pass by a street. You hear a car accelerate. Before you can react. You're on the ground about a few yards from where you first stood. Blood pools around your head.

Evan gets out of the car and he walks over to you. Without any reaction time. He smashes your knees and ankles. Then he picks you up. The rain starts falling harder.

He carries you bridal style. You're in shock, and pain. You feel like you are about to faint.

"Yo..you.." you start to say as you break into sobs.

"Victoria, you're not allowed to leave me. No matter what." He says as he carries you to the car. "You'll never be able to walk away again... But" his hand slides down your leg as he sets you into the car. "You'll be alright... Just be a good girl, be the innocent girl I know and let me Love you like normal. But don't, ever... Run." He says as he kisses under your jawline. "I love you Victoria Oreina. Now cry, let it out.. I'll help you when we get back home..." He says as he kisses your lips gently And gets in the car and drives.

"Don't worry." He says. "You're going to be ok..."