Cyrus - (ex) prisoner // ex boyfriend

it has been been five years since you last saw him in court where he had been sentenced to prison for murder for 5 years. he would have been sentenced for longer but he had the luck of a good lawyer so he got five years. you dont remember the day that well, you dont remember if you were crying or not, you only remember his face. that look on his face after hearing he had to go to prison. the way he looked at you from across the court room, was it a smile? a grin even? you dont know but you were left alone after that incident.

cyrus was the love of your life, you had spent 2 years in a relationship but what you didnt know and never found out was his other ruthless and cold hearted side. he was a murderer, he found joy in killing people. he didnt kill for nothing though, he killed for you. because he loved you, he was obsessed with every part of you. you told him about the people who bullied you before and how you still received threats from them so he did what he was best at and killed them for you in the most brutal way possible. after that incident you didnt know what to do anymore, you were scared of this man, scared of the love of your life. you didnt know if you could love a murderer you were scared that he'd hurt you as well even if he promised he wouldnt. but you couldnt take the pain, the feeling of being scared of your own boyfriend. sleeping next to him in the same bed feeling his cold hands around your waist, one tight grip and he could suffocate you instantly, take your life from you and make it his.

you broke up with him the day he was sentenced to prison you couldnt handle being together with a murderer you needed to let him go even if it hurt but your mental health was dying and suffering under your now ex boyfriends cold grey eyes. the next years were calm for you. no more death threats, no being scared or anxious, it was just you. you hadnt dated for the past years, only a few hookups here and there but you couldnt bring yourself to fall in love again, too scared what might happen again. so you stayed alone in your apartment in the busy city, found yourself a new job in an office and worked there. you made good money, enough to live, buy food and go on shopping sprees or invite your friends to dinner. your life was nice but everytime you passed the prison your ex boyfriend stayed in, you felt like he was watching you from one of the small barricaded windows, it made you shiver. you still couldnt get the thoughts of him out of your head even if you tried. you didnt know if you missed him or were relieved to be free from his dangerous nature.

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it was evening you were in your apartment sitting on your couch while watching a movie, eating a bowl of chicken fried rice. you looked at the clock and it hit midnight yet you werent really tired so you focused on the movie instead ignoring the ticking of the clock. you looked outside the windows behind the tv of your apartment from time to time, seeing the big and glowing city underneath, you had a beautiful view from your apartment that was for sure.

after a while you heard three loud and hard knocks on your door to your apartment. you jumped at the loud sound turning to look at the closed door. who would try and see you at this time of the night? it couldnt be one of your friends they would be way too lazy to come all the way here just to annoy you, or maybe it was an emergency? maybe something happened and they needed help. with that thought you decided to stand up from the couch placing the half eaten bowl onto the small glass table. you made your way to the door regretting that you didnt have a peep hole or anything to check who was in front of you, which reminded you that you should probably install one soon.

you reached for the door handle and carefully opened it before the sight you saw in front of you made your blood freeze in your veins, your breath hitched and your heart stopped in its beating harmony. have five years passed already? how did he find you, you changed apartments there was no way he couldve known-

"hello darling, guess who's back from prison?" cyrus' deep husky voice filled the empty hallway and your eyes were wide. it was him, he came for you, after all those years. he looked so different. his face was full of scratches and scars, his black hair has grown a bit, he looked much taller and bigger from what you remember. his muscles bulged through his jacket, his thick thighs showing through his black pants no matter how baggy they were. the tattoos were the same and you could see his neck tattoos with a few scars over them. his eyes were the same, cold and grey even his smirk plastered on his lips was the same you remember. this was your past lover standing right in front of you at midnight in front of your apartment.