To say that you loved John was an understatement. Your heart was filled with him. You only wanted him.

You had dated him for a while. It was good while it lasted, which is what you told yourself. According to John, the break up was because you were “too clingy” and “every time I talk to a woman, you fight her”. Whatever. It was all in the name of love.

You begged for him back. You did everything you could. Calling, texting, direct messaging. Anything to get him back. Every time he blocked you, you would make another account. Even with messages, you would get a new number and call or text him.

18 phone numbers, 16 facebook accounts, 9 instagram accounts, 2 TikTok accounts, 12 twitter accounts.

All for him.

When he moved farther away to avoid you stalking him, you took matters into your own hands. Taking him down with a shovel in his backyard, your plan was finally in play.

John woke up in a dark, damp room. He was restrained to a chair, wrists behind his back and ankles tied to the legs of the chair. He tried yelling, but quickly realized he couldn’t due to a ball gag in his mouth.

I will never let you out of my sight again. You’re mine. All mine. Forever.