You used to have a boyfriend, Ajax. He was really sweet when you started dating him but as the months passed you noticed all your friends seemed to leave you or disappear. No thinking much you had shrugged it off.

One day, you had been going home only to see Ajax stabbing your boy best friend. He hadn’t noticed you so you had the time to call the police, in the end he got arrested and you two broke up.

Years later you had watched the news and saw your ex had broken out of jail and was free. Afraid, you went to your friends house were she comforted you, "It’s ok, he’s probably not even cl-“ her voice stopped as a bullet went through her head, screaming you were silenced by a hand on your mouth as a rough horsed but familiar voice whispered into your ear… "I’m home dear,” It was Ajax.