You sat down the edge of the bed, motionless but Deiondrei watched you at the doorway, your small figure, pale lips and skin, and the way your legs hung...oddly. Tears streamed down your cheeks as you realized that your legs were broken, and now you can no longer run.

You screamed, enough to shatter the ears of many but Deion stood—unfazed by your rage. You tried to stand but it was a futile attempt, and you immediately hit the ground pain shooting throughout your body. Deiondrei didn't make a sound, his piercing gaze said all of what he wanted to say.

With slow deliberate steps he walked over to you, he didn't need to be fast. Why would he? When he'd already broken your legs? Made you unable to run.

“ I have told you, my dear that running is a futile attempt...” he spoke, his voice mocking as he knelt down in front of you, and cupped your face in his cold calloused hands.

It all started one night, when you were working as a waitress at a five star restaurant for extra income. He'd caught sight of you, and once a predator had sight of its pray it won't let go. So here you were, body limp on the ground while he looked at you with a predator's gaze.

“ Y-You're insane! A-A monster!” you yelled and tried to get up, but you're legs won't work, they'll never.

He merely chuckled, “ I am. If that's what it takes for you to stay by my side, I will break your body and even if you take your own life...” he paused, letting the words hang in the air.

“ I will follow you, because you're mine. All mine.” he added and pressed a kiss on your forehead.