Break Up With Your Boyfriend

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okay heyyyy I'm sorry lmao. I took another year long haiatus. Yet again, I had another wattpad ass year from hell. The "what if" guy? I gave a chance. HE DEADASS TURNED INTO A HAJIME. I broke up with him in march, and no word of a lie, he began to fully stalk me for so long😃. Harrassing ALL of my socials. Walking by my house. So I've been dealing with that from march until may/june. I decided I'd given up completely w love and relationships. He found my Fb and left me some rather *pleasant* messages recently and my dad ended up at his house to sort him out🙃

BUT, I am so so happy to say that I have FINALLY found the love of my life & I have never been so happy in my whole life. But anyway that's enough yapping from me. I'll get on with it.

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THUD

I stirred awake in my bed and had no idea what time it was. I couldn't see a thing and the base was dead silent, so I could only assume it was in the middle of the night. There was an eeriness to my room as my vision was unblurring. I flicked my lamp on and the hairs on the back of my neck immediately stood up.

Out the corner of my eye, a figure stood outside my bedroom window, I turned around to face it and whatever it was disappeared in a flash but I could hear its footsteps running away. My heart was racing and I felt sick to my stomach.

Jumping off of my bed, I rolled my ankle and stumbled a little, cursing as I fell into my wall. I gritted my teeth but ran to my door and opened it. I hopped out into the hall.

"Avdol!" I whisper yelled. I tried to be as quiet as possible, arriving at his door and tapping it gently but firmly enough. Nothing.

I opened the door and hopped in. He wasn't there.

I was so confused? Where was he?
Limping down a level I searched the living room, to no avail. Or no Avdol should I say.

Maybe he's in the toilet with a late night Mother Nature call. I quickly erased that image from my head as I arrived in the kitchen.

My foot kicked something and I flicked the light on.

"AVDOL! Oh my god!" I yelled.

I kneeled down and gave him a shake, checking his pulse. He's alive but he's out cold. The glass teapot he took out of my room lay shattered on the kitchen floor beside him, the floor shiny and wet with the tea once kept inside it.

I gave him a rougher shake and he started to stir eventually. I mustered up all the strength I could and pulled him up, sitting him against a cupboard.

I held him upright as he opened his eyes. "Y/n?" He grumbled.

"Avdol are you alright? What happened?" I asked concerned, watching him regain consciousness.

"I came into the kitchen with your tea and phoned Joseph. The signal wasn't great but I was warning them and then..." he began to trail off as he rubbed his head.

"Then what? What were you warning them about?"  I asked, confused.

His eyes widened as his memory came back. "Y/n we have to get out of here as quickly as possible. You're not safe."

"What do you mean? How am I not safe?" I began to panic. He leaned in closer and began to whisper.

"I tested the tea you've been drinking. Grayson is NOT the person you think he is. We need to leave before he-"