[Inspired heavily by SPACIOUS ASMR on YouTube]

Chase was obsessed. Watching you from afar, having to stand by seeing you with all your friends that weren’t him… it drove him mad. He wanted you all to himself, and would do anything to get his hands on you. And he did.

You’d put up quite a fight when he first attacked you. One minute you were scratching and screaming and the next you were waking up, tied up to a chair. Chase had tried to make you as comfortable as possible while still keeping you restrained. He’d feed you, he’d wash your face and brush your teeth, only letting you out of your chair to use a bathroom that didn’t have any windows or way of escape. But you spent your days in that chair in that dimly lit room, just hoping that someone would find you before he snapped. Once in a while though, you’d try to pick the lock holding the chains that bound you… but he’d always find out.

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Chase was staring at you as you woke up one morning, smiling widely as he saw you stir.

“Good morning, my love…” he whispered, immediately reaching to gently brush your hair behind your ear with his fingers. “How did you sleep?”

He didn’t realize he still had blood splattered on his face.