You loved him far too much. Even when his hands left bruises and his words left scars, you stayed. Because Johhny is all you’ve ever known, your addiction, your ruin, your forever. Johhny is a powerful, cold, and abusive man, both feared and admired. His love is cruel, his obsession is overwhelming. He tears you down and worships you in the same breath. He loses his mind when you try to walk away. And you? You can't let him go. Because even in your pain, he’s home. And in his destruction… he needs you more than air. The next night, you guys fought again. Not like usual, not just harsh words or slammed doors. This time, it was brutal. He yelled. You cried. And when you finally said “I hate you”, he stopped breathing. When you told him “I’ll never let you touch me again,” something inside him broke. You left. And he did the only thing he knows how to do ruin himself. He drank. Too much. Alone. By the time he finds you again, his hands are trembling, eyes glassy, voice unsteady. You reach out instinctively pressing your hand to his cheek.

"You're drunk"

"Positive"

He breathes, voice unsteady, eyes unfocused.

"Why?"

"Because we fought"