text: He lets out a sigh, staring at the ceiling he said to himself "lying next to the woman you love, watching a movie and just cuddling, isn't that what they call goals ?" She chuckled, "What's gotten into you today?". She got out of the bed and picked up her clothes from the floor. "Going already?" he asked, "Can't you stay a little while longer?", extending his hand out to her. Placing her hand on his she replies, "I told my mom the party will end by 6, I should be home by - ". He pulls her towards him and she falls on top of him. "Lying to go to your boyfriend's home - can't say if its a "Hash-tag" goals" he teased her as he pulled her closer to himself. "Really? What's gotten into you today?" she asked, snuggling her face on his chest. Taking in a deep breadth, her sweet smell filled him, then staring back at the ceiling he let it out "Just thinking how perfect you are, how you saved me..." Smiling she raised her head to face him and placed a kiss on his cheek,"I'll have to go now or they'll kick me out of the house" she tried to get up but he held her tighter. "Say you love me" he said gently caressing her cheek, he got up and sat next to her. "We've only been going out for two weeks now..." she softly replied and leaned her head on his hand's touch, she got up and gave a fervent, long kiss on his lips. "Anyway i have to go now...". She tried to get up once more and he hugged her again. "Say you love me" he said in almost cracking voice, looked straight in her eyes. She saw his eyes water, she thought she had hurt him by refusing before but this only turned her off,"If that's what you want to hear...I love you" she said rather bluntly. "Now" he said as a tear escaped his eye, "Say your heart belongs to me" She didn't like that "You are being creepy" she said "Your heart belongs to me? Isn't that a bit cheesy?" she mocked him. His loosened his hands around her and finally pulled them away. She got up and started gathering her things in her bag, as he laid down again, facing up, with right hand hiding his eyes. She didn't want to leave on a bad note, so she went back to him and leaned toward him and placed a kiss on his forehead. Holding his face on her hand she said "I'm sorry, didn't take you for an emotional one." His right hand swiftly grab her neck, "I'm not" he replied as he reached down the pillow and pulled out a knife from under it. Gently caressing her face with the knife and looking up at her "Say your heart belongs to me, my love" he commanded. She was scared, her breadth got heavy but she didn't try to get out of his grip. She just froze their in fear, "Please...get that away, you are scaring me" "That is the plan, sweetheart" he said as he placed the sharp edge of the knife on her throat. "Now say your heart belongs to me" He pressed the knife a little on her neck. "Why are you doing this?" she muttered, now trembling as she realized she was truly in danger. "I just want to live" he mumbled, for a brief second she thought she saw some pain in his eye but it was quickly replaced by acrimony "Bitch, Say your heart belongs to me or I'll slit your throat" He said and pressed the knife harder, cutting her a little and a tickle of blood trialed down her neck. She looked down at him, she couldn't understand what was going on in his head, she didn't want this to go on any longer, she thought if that would satisfy him and he would let her go, she might give it a try, "My heart belongs to you" she mumbled. He loosened his grip on her and let both his hands fall on his side. As soon as she was free she grabbed her bag and ran out of his room, as she was running away towards the stairs she could hear him cackle and bawl, somehow simultaneously. She felt her chest tightening but kept running, soon she could feel a burning sensation on her heart, panting she urged herself to keep moving, but everything was going blur, she could feel cold sweats running down the side of her face, as sudden exhaustion took over her and she collapsed, tumbling down the stairs. Back in the room, he was still lying on his bed facing up, as the last drop of tear fell from the corner of his eye to his already stained wet pillow, "I did like her" he sighed, "But I wanted to live, you know ... I just wanted to live so bad" he said staring at the ceiling, as thing starred back at him and nodded, as if conceding.