The day of the funeral. 2 weeks after you died. All Scaramouche could think about was how it was his fault you were gone. If he never had argued with you, if he never yelled, if he had just said he was sorry. You would've never gone out into that storm, that drunk driver never would've hit you, and you'd still be here.
Sure he felt like he had to hate you for being such a bitch, but he couldn't bring himself too. The ceremony started, and everyone paid respects to you. Scaramouche couldn't even bring himself to look at the flower cover coffin. All of which you didn't like, Scara was the only one who had bought your favourites. How could he ever forgive himself? Would he ever?
After it concluded, people carried you out. Tears then started to stream down his face despite him trying to hide it. He couldn't bear to have you ripped from him again, why? Why did you have to leave? He wanted you to stay? You were being loaded into the car and being taken to the grave.
He still had so many things he wanted to do with you. He wanted to marry you, to get a pet, to kiss and hug you. But you had left him. And he felt it was his fault. He just wanted to see you one last time. He would give anything, anything to see that lovely face again, anything to hold you in his arms.
But now all that was gone.
"Y/n... Please come back. I can't lose another person. Please, I miss you."
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