You definitely always sucked at picking boyfriends... But Helen was your extreme.

He was on the run for serial murder, he must be in hiding, right?

But there you were in the slender mansion...tied up in his bed while he painted something with blood.

"Stop moaning, you're only there because you tried to hit me when I kissed you... And you're going to stay there until you're back to normal" he sighed indifferently as if it was something normal to do.