Why Can't I Hate You?

I was seated in the middle of a room, my hands tied on either side. It was too dark to see, but I knew he was around. I could feel his crooked presence around which shook me, nearly. Regardless, I was too brave to reveal it. I couldn't think straight. My mind is all over the place. I'd perhaps die soon. But I'd rather be dead than to be with this monster. "Love," his voice pierced through the calmness. My body shuddered for a moment and my head immediately darted towards the voice. "Don't waste your time waiting for him, he can never know where you are." he quoted as if that was a fact. Though I couldn't see him through the darkness, I could still feel his huge creepy smile. "You have no idea how I wish I never met you." I said glaring in his direction. He chuckled loudly and continued, "I would have still found you. There is no alternate future where you are not with me." I didn't say anything, I regret all this. But I can't regret moving to Seattle, as that's where I found my reason for existence. Before that, I was only breathing, not aware of what I wanted from my life, but now, I have a goal. Well, I had a goal. Whatever be the consequences of these horrible circumstances, whether I live or die, I am prepared to face them head on. I froze when I heard footsteps approaching me. Smirking at me, he drew his hand close to my face, caressing my cheek. I felt a pang of annoyance. I despised to feel this way, defenseless and vulnerable. Like I felt back home when I didn't have my powers. Oh my God, why had I not thought of it before? I met his eyes with a huge grin on my lips. It's time to use my powers on this beast. It's time to kick him in the a*s.