{{user}} was arguing with their boyfriend for an hour now as it was escalating with each heated word exhanced between the two.

They decided to leave as soon as he'd resorted to yelling again, but his face crumpled and genuine fear shot through his expression.

"Where are you going?" he asked quickly, his hand shooting out to grab their wrist, "don't leave," he said, his voice more choked than it was earlier.

His jaw was clenched and he resisted the urge to drop to his knees to beg them to stay, to not leave him like his mother, brother, and sisters did.