[[ C.9 - "Love me!"

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Yeah I know the song's about a gifted kid who wants love from their parents, but let's ignore that for now :] ( Originally from Kikuo, this is the english vers. )

Scara's gon mad y'all 😧⁉️

"Hey, did you hear? They're dating!"

"No, really!?"

"Yeah, really!"

[Y/N] sighed as they walked through the seemingly endless hallways. They were still wondering if Beidou had actually spread a rumour or not.

- After school, at night, Scara's pov -

"They're mine." He hissed into her ear.

"I was never... trying to take them... Scaramouche.." She coughed. Scara let go of the knife, letting it sit in her stomach.

"Aww~ Little Jean, so powerless, helpless, useless." Scaramouche smirked.

Jean gritted her teeth and clenched her hands. Her nails digged into her skin and soon she started bleeding even more.

"Shut up.. Shut up!" She yelled with all the power she had left. Jean attempted to hit him in the face but failed.

Scaramouche looked at her, on the ground, in disgust. He wondered why such a weakling could even be called awesome. Sure, she knew how to fight.

But she lost to him. To the source of the murders.

"I-is there anyone there?" A familiar voice said. A way too familiar voice.

"[Y/N]! Help me-!" Jean's sentence were interrupted as Scara stabbed another knife into her, this time through her head instantly killing her.

"Darling, Don't be afraid~!" Scara laughed as he walked up towards the scared [Y/N].

He grabbed their hand and pulled them into the dark alley.

"You know I did all this for you, Don't you!" Scara whispered, his eyes open wide and blush spread over his face. He wasn't sane anymore, that was sure.

- [Y/N] point of view -

They stared at Scaramouche, their face twisted with fear. Their eyes glanced at Jean and they started crying.

"Now now, Don't cry! I won't hurt you~!" Scaramouche exclaimed, pinning [Y/N] to the wall.

"Don't touch me, you goddamn psycho!" They yelled, struggling under his grip.

"...Do you not love me?" His voice had turned into a scarier and more 'corrupt' tone.

"You killed my friends-! How could I love you anymore?!" [Y/N] yelled. That was a complete lie. They still liked him.

Scaramouche froze in place, his face pale. He wore no smile now, and his eyes were filled with anger and shock.

"...Say you love me. Say you fucking love me." Scaramouche stared them right into the eyes.

"No! No, no!" They yelled, tears slipping down their cheeks continiously.

"LOVE ME, I SAID. LOVE ME." Scara yelled, seemingly desperate.

[Y/N] cried so much it hurt. It hurt their heart, it hurt their soul, their everything.

Scaramouche grabbed their chin, pushing their head up.

"Tell me the truth." He stared into their eyes. His hand fell down to their throat, slightly grasping it and lightly choking them.

"...I-I still love you.." They murmured.
[Y/N] didn't want to admit it but they had to.

"Good." Scaramouche let go of them and walked them out like nothing had happened.

- The next day -

[Y/N] sat at their desk besides Scara with a terrified look on their face.

"Pretend it didn't happen." He whispered, reaching out to touch them.

"D-don't touch me!" They yelled out, shocking the class.

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