I Love her so much, but I think she wants to kill me. I’m currently running down the sidewalk in the middle of the night from a crazy person. She may have a knife, but I’m not sure.

She’s gaining on me, I can’t keep up this speed anymore. What should I do? There’s nowhere to turn, and if I slow down then she will catch up to me. But I can’t go any faster. The wind slapping across my face, it feels so cold. I have nothing but a tank top and leggings on. Maybe if I duck into a shop she won’t be able to find me. As long as she doesn’t see which one I enter, I should be good.

I looked back to see how much distance I have, and I don’t know where she went. She is nowhere to be found. I decided to go inside a coffee shop (the first shop I could get into this late at night) and ran to the bathroom.

“Crap, it’s locked” I am so frustrated right now, I start pacing back and forth in front of the bathroom. After what feels like hours (It was only 30 seconds) the door unlocks and is very slowly opened.

What I see, I can’t comprehend. SHE’S IN THE BATHROOM! How did she get here before me? And know exactly where I was going to head to? Before I had time to run away, she grabbed my arm and pulled me in.

“You don’t actually expect me to let you go, this easily now do you?” Luciela said as she was smiling and staring into my eyes.

“Stop it! You can’t do this anymore. I never stop thinking about you, but this is inhumane.” I practically screamed at her. Once I realized my volume level I immediately got scared, we are in a public area after all. And I don’t want her to hurt me again.

“Oh, you think you can raise your voice and act powerfully now?” Luciela said “Well you’re wrong” Luciela looked straight through my soul, and reached into her pocket. Crap, she does have a knife I thought to myself. She grabbed the knife out and gently traced the knife across my wrists, up to my arm. Eventually leading to my neck. Leaning in as close as she could get without kissing me, she placed the knife up to my neck and pressed down without actually cutting me.

I think about all the times this has happened previously. Every time it gets worse and worse. It has never gone this far but suspected it would. Something about her makes it so I can’t leave though.

Just when I started to let down my guard, thinking we can make it out of this..she sliced my neck open. Blood gushing down my neck is what took to bring her back to earth.

“Crap crap crap” She frantically said while grabbing paper towels and covering the wound. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to. You know that right?”

“ Yes, I know. It’s okay, don’t worry about it. Alright?” I responded

“No, it’s not okay. I hurt you. And I can’t say that it won’t happen again. I can’t keep hurting you like this. You deserve better.” Luciela pleaded before lifting up my chin and kissing me.

“Maybe,” I admit, my eyes sparkling with pain “But I still choose you.” I wrap my arms around her neck and get all I can get before she tries to change my mind again.

“If I hadn’t come to my senses...I- I don’t want to think about what could have happened. You could have died, Riya.” I understand that this could have gone very badly but I don’t want to throw everything away. While she has some issues, don’t we all? I like to believe that she can change, that we can live in happiness without all of this someday.

“I will always choose you, nothing you can say or do will change that. I can’t imagine a world in which I don’t adore you Luciela. You’re stunning and while you have some drawbacks, there are so many things that make you perfect. The way you hold my hand when I get nervous in a crowd, or when you calm me down after a nightmare no matter what time. You know what temperature to make my tea at, and what soup is my favorite. I could keep the list going, but the number of things would make me lose my breath. Don’t be stubborn and push me away. It is worse going through the loss of losing you than dealing with some troubles being with you. You mean so much to me, don’t leave me. I begged her while trying to stop myself from crying.

“God Riya, you’re such a sap.”

“You love me anyway”

“You’re not wrong, now come over here before someone tries to come into the bathroom.” Before she even got close to me, someone was knocking on the door.

“Just a minute!” I yelled, trying to clean up my neck.