I ran away from that psycho. I kept on running. Turning left and right. I could hear them calling out my name, begging me to come back. This only made me run faster. I ran till I couldn't anymore.

By the time that happened I ducked into a room. I breathed heavily, holding the knob in my palms. I then push my back up against the wall and slide down. I cover my face as tears stream down my face.

What even happened back there? It seemed so...Unreal. I hear them calling my name. I start to tense as I hear them nearby."Andrew...Andrew...Honey where are you?" they called in a sweet tone that made my stomach turn.

How are they still acting this way!? I already know who they truly are, and how they truly act! My breathing hitches as I hear them in front of the door."Andrew..." they repeat. I cover my mouth.

Looking for a place to hide, I see a nearby desk. I get up quietly and rush under it. I know they'll see me for sure, but at least I am not next to the door. I watch the door intensively, waiting.

After what seemed to be a entirety,  I hear they're voice trail off somewhere else. Uncovering my mouth I let out a sigh of relief. I placed my hand on the stone cold ground. I look around me and find a small device.

I pick it up. Once I did, he device sent put a audio video. I couldn't see who was recording it, but I saw them. They looked different. "Are you sure about this?" a scruffy old man voice said. They nodded their head.

I could hear the man recording gulp hard."This is genocide my dear!" he warned them."I don't care." They said, holding a piece of paper in front of them."I want that prisoner as my honeybun."

"Then I will not allow you to use the military!" "I wasn't planning to use them anyways old man." They said, picking up a knife from, from what I can guess, a nearby table.

Fiddling with the edge as the man said nothing."Wait, your thinking of going in there alone!?" they asked, startled by their own statement. They nodded. Messing with they're fancy purple dress, she turned and looked at a mirror.

"I want my darling." Was all they said. "This is suicide!" They shrugged."I don't care." They said, fixing their hair in a sideways ponytail. The video cuts off briefly. "Andrew?" I hear her voice come back towards me.

I start to panic. I race to press all the buttons on the unknown device to make it shut up. The next scene shows them. There are tons of men in armour, rushing at them. They are loaded to the ground with weapons.

They pull out the one on their back. It looked like the head of a tank and was obviously bigger than them. They put it on and fired three shots. Each one blowing what seemed like thousands of the men into peices.

I felt sick. Really, really sick. Their just.....Ruthless. I closed my eyes throughout the part of the video. "Andrew, what are you watching in there?" My eyes widen. I turn towards the door.

The knob is twisting violently. "Andrew.....We don't hide secrets from each other. We're dating now! Lovers don't do this!" I began to panic. "Ah, hello honeycomb!" I turn towards the video. It seems like they finally defeated the army.

They were talk in to a boy who had green hair and golden eyes. He was looking at her insane like."Wh-o are you?" he asked. They smiled. The same smile that they did when he and them met.

"I'm your new lover! Come on babe! Let's go home!" They said, taking a hold of his arm. The man pulled away. They stared at him."Y-you killed them....You killed my entire village!"

They smiled again."They were in the way dear honeycomb." "They were protecting me. We all know whats up with you. You are a zantor monster!" They stared at them in disbelief. "Mrs. I don't think he wants to come with us." The old man said.

They didn't reply."Yeah.......I guess your right." They said. They then opened a pouch on their side and pulled out a knife."Your not my darling afterall, your just a poser. Fake. Die." They hissed as they drove the knife through his skull.

Afterwards, they gave their attention to the man. Their expression dull and lifeless."Let's go back home." They said, then the message ended. I was breathing heavily. What..If she thinks that way about me.

I hear a sigh. I slowly turn to look at the door, but was met with a face. Her face. Her hair was in a mess, yet her eyes were filled with love and determination. "Posers are suck quives." She said.

"But don't worry honey. Your not a poser. Your the real deal, and I love you for that. Besides, if it wasn't for that poser,  we wouldn't have met! I guess you could say it was in the name or love."

I can't think. My breathing is hitched. My heart is racing. I'm too scared to move. She comes nears me, then sits down next to me. She puts her head on my shoulder and smiles." This is nice. Just you and me Andrew...No one else. It's like a dream come true."

I gag. The stench of stale blood stays on her. I'm too scared to move though. So...I guess I'm stuck here. I gulp down hard. Someone help me from this psycho.