Gabby

He was nineteen

She was twelve

She didn't want to leave him

By himself

He had used her

She didn't care

It left her best friend

In despair

Her best friend couldn't

Make her see

All she needed

Was to be free

From his grasp

From his curse

From then on

It only got worse

Her body was

His very own toy

And yet she still

Loved the boy

But little did she know

He loved her not

So she left her best friend

Out to rot

She chose him

Over love and care

She couldn't escape

From his nightmare.