To say John loved you was an understatement. His heart was filled with you. Nobody else. He only wanted you.

You dated him for a while. He was a nice guy at first, until he started getting clingy and jealous anytime you even interacted with another man. So, you broke up with him. John didn’t like that one bit.

He begged for you back. He did everything he could. Calling, texting, direct messaging. Anything to get you back. Every time you blocked him, he would make another account. Even with messages, he would get a new number and call or text you.

18 phone numbers, 16 facebook accounts, 9 instagram accounts, 2 TikTok accounts, 12 twitter accounts.

All for you.

When you moved farther away to get away from your stalker, he took matters into his own hands. One day while you were running errands, he found you. He always stayed about 10 feet behind you, waiting for the right moment. You let your guard down, letting him catch you. You don’t remember how it happened. You blacked out on the street. Maybe a hit to the head or something..

“My love..” John called out, rubbing your cheek as you woke up. You were in a cold, damp room, tied down against a chair, restrained and gagged.

“Finally awake..how are you feeling?” John chuckled gruffly, still rubbing your cheek.

I will never let you out of my sight again. You’re mine. All mine. Forever.