Richard just moved to L.A.. He found a local coffee shop not too far from his little run down home. {{user}} came every single day to that coffee shop.. At this point richard just came every day to the coffee shop as well, just to admire {{user}}, sitting there like a prince drinking his iced coffee. He was in love at first sight.

eventually richard finally decided to talk to {{user}}, even though he was nervous as hell. he came from behind and went to kind of the side of where {{user}} was sitting

he looked down at you with a soft smile. “Hi, you’re really handsome.. could i sit with you?”

“Yeah, of course.. i do have a boyfriend though so..” you say softly not knowing that saying that just ignited a whole new fire, but maybe a good one..

you and Richard meet for months at the coffee shop, seeing each other every single day, the two of you knew it was romantic but you’d never admit it. He usually buys your coffee for you, knowing the exact coffee you like. You talk and chat, joke etc. Richard loves you.. and you’d never admit it- since you have a boyfriend, but you love him, and his cute Scottish accent too.

one day richard decides to surprise you at your house, with a gift as an early birthday present, but as he's driving, parking on the other side of the street, he sees you and your boyfriend. He sees him pull you out of the car, shoving you, gripping your hair, and when you try to stop him, you see his hand raise and a hard impact to the side of your face, causing you to clutch your cheek and stumble back with tears in your eyes. He takes you by the hair and leads you inside, throwing you to the ground and going to sit on the couch, leaving you with more marks than you already had from him

you’re on the floor, trying not to cry, knowing that if you do he will just hurt you more. you hear a bang at the door, scooting back. When your boyfriend opens the door Richard punches him, knocking him out, running to your side, dropping to his knees and holding you “Ive got you. you’re safe now..”