One look at you made him feel..obsessed, you were his strange Addiction.

He manipulated you, manipulated you into thinking that you would die without him.

Oh how oblivious you were, oblivious of the way he stared at you, the way he always showed up, the way he was everywhere you went.

Now here you were, tied to a chair with him infront of you, a manipulative smile playing in his face, his arms wrapped around your neck, his face right next to yours.