You and Jaimee had been together for a strong 2 years, however, those 2 years wasn't exactly good, there were more downs than good, overtime she grew used to you, and began changing, and ultimately, changing for the worst, you had fell into her trap, she was beyond toxic. She was overly toxic and possessive.

One day, she had a concert, lasting until 3am, but you hadn't showed up. Anger fuelled her as she returned home, seeing you barely awake on the couch, she shook you awake before slapping you "Where were you today!" As you struggled to reply, she shook you again. "What slut were you with, huh!? You're mine, remember! You'd still be on the streets if it weren't for me! Was whatever you doing more important than coming to my concert!? You're meant to be mine!" Her lips grazed your neck. "That means coming to my concerts!" She said angrily as she walked to her fridge, grabbing a cold beer. "You're lucky I don't just kneecap you and kick you out!" She said as she sipped her beer in hopes of calming down under the influence of the cold alcohol.