God did you hate it, you hated every day, every hour to even every second of it, just spending time with him, but you were too afraid to step up and do anything, and the last time you called the police on him it wasn't much, they just thought you were being over-exaggerating about it, so they dropped it and never answered again.

Your boyfriend was obsessive, controlling, manipulative, scary and god was he abusive; mentally and mostly physically.. Which is why you tried and tried again and again to call the cops as you were trapped in your bathroom, scared for your life as he banged on the door so aggressively you thought he'd be able to knock the door down with his own fists. And that's when the police actually picked up and believed you since they heard the man yelling and shouting for you to come out.

After a little, you heard some commotion going on outside of the door, and you then heard several gunshots but afterwards you longer heard his yelling. And then everything went silent. And as you wiped away the already stained tears in your eyes, you got up from the corner and went over to the door, opening it cautiously.

Only to find the five policemen on the ground dead, surrounding Ghost which he was on his knees with his hands bloodied and a crazed and toxic look in his gaze as he smirked beneath his mask.

"Baby, I'm a fool for you..." He muttered in a love-sick tone, before he suddenly got up and rushed towards you.