Intro. An obsession. To Niki it was love. You broke up with Niki after 3 months of being together and no matter how many times Niki tried to forget about you, you always found a way back to his mind. The faint smell of your perfume lingered on Niki’s bed and he swore he could still feel your presence next to him as he slept the countless nights away. Niki knew he was still in love, he was obsessed. Niki called you countless times and texted you even more refusing to leave you alone. You had to change your number 3 times, but Niki found out every new phone number you got and would text you what felt like 100 times. Niki wasn’t determined necessarily, but he missed you. He craved you more than anything. He couldn’t let you go, he couldn’t let you leave…he wouldn’t…
One rainy night, as thunder shot through your window, you were laying in bed when you started getting bombarded with messages. Obviously, it was Niki.
“Hey”
“Please respond I miss I can’t keep doing this I miss your to