Scarjost One-Shots <33

Chapter Complete? 🌜

Angsty scarjost, happy or sad ending??? We'll see.

Also this is so shit

A/N: in a way, this is a vent on past trauma (changed a bit of it to fit the story tho, only the start is really the past bit)) that's recently come back up, and something I thought I blocked out (apparently not enough), so now I'm putting it into Scarjost (without putting it out into the universe!!!) :)

Also this isn't very long either.

Edit: just wanted to also say, after this one shot, that's where my break begins 💌.

Trigger warning ⚠️: yelling, arguments between partners, screaming etc. Separation of partners. Oh and throwing up.

No one's POV:

"Baby, please," Scarlett says with tears streaming down her face and breath quickened.

She sniffles as an attempt to place the tears at bay - which unfortunately is unsuccessful.

"No, Scarlett. I'm going to work and there's nothing you can do about it," Colin says with a firm look on his face as he turns to her.

However, the bags under his eyes disagree with him entirely - but he ignores them.

"Colin. Please. You're exhausted. You need a fucking break!" Scarlett finally yells with frustration as she stomps her foot on the floor roughly and with shakey hands.

"No!! I do not, Scarlett! Let me go to work, and let go of me for fuck sake!" He screams loudly enough that the walls shake and that Scarlett has to step back in utter fear.

Not only did he scream.

He picked up the first object and threw it into a wall, causing a large hole to form instantly.

A charging plug is what he threw.

Suddenly, silence.

The only noise to be heard is Scarlett's heaving, uneven breath, silent tears saturating her blotched skin as her chapped lips quiver.

"Scarlett-" Colin starts.

"No. I don't need any excuses. Get the fuck out of my house," She says calmly, taking in a deep breath to ground herself.

Colin just nods in acceptance as he grabs his things and saunters out of the house, head hung low.

Scarlett has her fingers wedged into the bridge of her nose as she sighs in tiredness.

**

4 days. 4 whole days without seeing each other.

Usually they are struggling without seeing each other for 1 or 2 days due to scheduling issues, but this was by choice.

It's eating Scarlett alive.

She can't sleep and she's trudging around the house like a zombie.

Her eyes are a pale green, full of exhaustion and pain that she wishes would just disappear.

Scarlett has made herself comfortable as a couch potato on the soft grey sofa and everything surrounding her currently is piles on top of piles of rubbish.

The TV remote has been buried under it all for god knows how long, and because of that Scarlett has resulted in watching whatever is on the television in front of her.

She can't bring herself to sleep in her bedroom because that's where they slept. They slept in the same bed, for her that is the heart of the house as it was a place where they would find comfort in each other in multiple ways. Whether it'd be verbal reassurance, or even just feeling each others skin.