No one could have prepared her for the pain. A pain that intensified with every heartbeat. A pain that she depended on more and more with every second. He was her extacy, and she was addicted. Without him she was incomplete, her heart ripped from her chest and placed at his feet. The very heart that he trampled all over and left in the dirt.
Instincts told her to stay away. She knew she should have run before she could let him rule her heart and mind. Yet there was somthing about him, an aura that attracted her even more, an air of mystery and danger that chilled her spine and intregued her to get closer to him. She knew the risks, but nothing and nobody would stop her.
Being in his arms made her feel complete. His kisses sent waves of electricity through her, his touch making her tingle all over her body. Every second she spent with him was pure bliss. When she wasn't with him, he was constantly on her mind. In a matter of days he had her whole head and heart under his control. She was falling in love.
He promised her the world. He promised her he'd always be there for her. She believed everything he said, her mind becoming more and more brainwashed with every word.
But every word was fabricated to make her fall for him. Every hope he made her feel he smashed into a million pieces. Every dream destroyed in a matter of seconds. No one saw it coming. The pain was immence. The pain that flowed through her body made her wish she could rip her heart out to stop the dull ache that occured with every beat.
She needed someone to take the pain away.
