strangers to friends, friends to lovers, and lovers to strangers once again ,
anger can blind us and make us do foolish things
Detective reader x Scaramouche
Finally you decided to go to you'r department to rest before the police could bother you again . In the way to the department you crossed a little park . you went through it to refresh you'r mind before going to sleep.
While you we're crossing the park something caught your attention. Some indigo colored flowers. It reminded you so much of his eyes, it had been moths since you broke up with him .
You still missed him he was nothing but sweet to you but you had to broke up with him for his own safety.
You see being a detective is taking a lot of risk's a lot of people will try to hurt what's dear to you'r heart that's why you have to push them away before it's too late and you'd start regretting you'r choises.
But you regretted choosing this. Every day you'r brain decide to torture you. It would flash a memory of him begging you to stay with him to not abandon him To not betray him like his mother did .
But the future prepared other plans You got threatened by someone that if you continued a case you'r lovers head would roll .
And of course you wouldn't allow that to happen so what you did was slowly push away you'r lover till you decided to break up it was taking too much time he still loved you no matter what
Y/N: Scara we should break up
Scaramouche : was it something I said or did please I'll change .give me a second chance. if you don't like my appearance I'll even change that. just don't leave me I'll do anything please.. please PLEASE
You noticed it started to rain and then you saw tears running down his eyes he started to tremble thanks to how hard he was crying when he falled to his knees still beging you too stay even if the floor was wet he would be kneeling for you to stay
Y/N : I'm sorry I don't want this either
Those we're you'r last words before you started running then you quickly turned you'r head to see him one last time. He's was still on the floor crying and starting to scratch at his skin so hard it came blood out of his new scars but they could never compare to the one you just had done to his heart
Scaramouche: maybe I was never meant to loved
He said before getting up and leaving with a ripped heart
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