"𝐎𝐇 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔." || 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄 ||

𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐈 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔!

CHAPTER XIII
I HATE HOW YOU DON'T SEE ME THE WAY I SEE YOU!
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TWO DAYS HAVE GONE BY.
There's still no answer from Scaramouche, I'm worried he's just left me on seen and is going to try to ignore me.

It feels like...nothing is working out.
Nothing has ever gone to plan with me, nothing is getting better.
Am I the problem? Am I the issue?

I get a message but decide to ignore it, knowing it was from Childe.

I've been keeping in contact with him, and I actually enjoy talking to him, I just don't understand the fuss that Scaramouche had created.

Harby jumps on my lap and starts purring.

The thought of Scara brings tears to my eyes.

I plug my headphones in and I listen to music while Harby laid on my chest.

A notification went off.

I frantically picked up my phone, recognising the ringtone, which was his.

I open the message, taking a deep breath before reading it.

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Scara <3
(Online)

It's honestly been so hard having to message this.
I've enjoyed every second with you, I told you a lot about myself and I can come off toxic as shit.
I know you'll find someone better than me.
There is always a first love for everyone, but I'm not yours I promise you.
I don't feel the same way Y/n.
I'm sorry love.

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Tears streamed down my cheeks, holding my hand over my mouth as I sobbed into it.
Pain gathered on my chest and I remove the cat on top of me.

"You asshole..." I cried, holding onto my knees.

I need to tell Childe.

(SCARAMOUCHE)

"THERE, FUCK IT I'VE DONE IT! I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY YOU IMBECILE!" Scaramouche shouted at the ginger.

"I FUCKING LOVED Y/N!" he cried.

Childe chuckled, holding Scaramouches phone.

"Not everyone can have their way, but goodbye! I have a call to answer. Thanks for rejecting Y/n it really helps my situation." he laughed, exiting the house, leaving the tear-stained boy alone.

"I'm an embarrassment...I can't even show myself to Y/n..." the boy cried.

"I never wanted to ask out Mona, Childe told me to do it," Scaramouche muttered.

(Y/N)
"Childe he rejected me." I cried.

"Oh no! It's okay, I'll be here for you," he said over the phone.

"Thanks, Childe." I sobbed, ending the call.

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Ball (Ei)
(Online)

nvm, your genes suck 😐

Huh?

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I feel like such an idiot, why did I let him use me?
I should have never met this piece of shit.

The message seemed like it wasn't even written by him but who cares, he doesn't feel the same way.

(SCARAMOUCHE)

I'm never going to talk to Y/n again.
I'm too embarrassed to even confront them.
Why did I tell him?
Or more of, why did she tell him.

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EDITED

@SCYKHS