Manon
I'm going crazy. I'm crazy. Why the hell am I here? I'm losing my goddamn mind. I'm sick of this!
“Manon,” He whispers.
He's driving me to the edge.
“Manon, please listen to me.”
Why should I? So he can lie to me more?
“I...Don't leave. Don't leave me.”
I stare at the wall.
He shifts, pressing his lips against my bare shoulder.
“I'm obessed with you,” He breathes vehemently, kissing my neck, nuzzling his nose into the crook of my neck.
“And I won't allow you to leave me. That's the truth. You want the truth? There it is.”
I roll my eyes, saying nothing.
“I love you. But that doesn't change who I am. That's the truth.”
“I'm not—”
He stops me, wrapping his hand around my throat. He doesn't squeeze, just a firm grasp.
“You will. You're not exactly the picture of honestly
