Edited
(Y/N) = your name
(e/c) = eye color
(h/c) = hair color
(h/l) = hair length
(Y/n/n) = your nickname
So, It's February 12, 2 days until the holiday of love and the day with the highest suicide rates, anyways every store is full of tacky lovey-dovey crap
While I was doing what most people do, having a mental crisis in a McDonald's drive way because my boyfriend left me
~~Flash Back~~
"You really must be a stupid whore to think I did this", He mumbled, "I made one accident- one mistake and now you want to be over dramatic and leave me!".
"You don't cheat on a person on accident! And you've made one too many mistakes!" I screamed in tears,
"I HATE YOU!".
--End Of Flash Back--
The last time me and him spoke was when he came over to get the rest of his stuff from my apartment
"Here is your food miss". Said the young girl working the drive thru
"Thanks". I replied while paying her the money. I was home, Finally! I just ate and watched tv until a thought hit me, "instead of doing nothing let's be nostalgic and go to the circus!" I spoke to myself . I got ready in 45 minutes and I hopped in my car and drove to the circus. I loved the circus when I was younger, this specific circus hasn't been in Gotham for a while and it was nice to see the familiar sign.
I didn't even know what was happening while I was driving there, when I got there it seemed as if a police investigation was going on, something about the snake dancer.
"What's going on?" I said to the first person I could , they looked an awful lot like a drunk in a clown costume.
"The Snake dancer was killed." They stated plainly. Leaving me feeling uneasy as I took a glance at the now distraught boy with red hair.
-a few months later-
"Finally finished!!"I mumbled to myself after finishing my school papers for uni, focusing on my school really helped get my mind off of things like my ex .
A few hours went by and I was just wait for my NEW boyfriend to get home, I was lazily watching the news, not particularly paying attention, a loud knocking started to come from my door
I opened it excitedly expecting my boyfriend's brown eyes but instead I saw orange hair and bright green eyes.
"Hello Gorgeous", he grinned "do I look familiar at all?"
"Kind of but ehh.... not to much, why" I was extremely suspicious as anyone in my situation probably would be.
"Well do you know who Jerome Valeska is?" He giggled
"Weren't you on the news a few months back for something, can't remember what exactly you did though..." I was talking to a man who killed his mother! I wasn't about to tell him, 'I know you're a murderer!' I'll get murdered too
"What do you want?" I asked scared to my core
"Well I just need you to know my name for now (Y/N) but I'll see ya soon babycakes " he winked and ran off.
I closed the door and slid down it,
You know how weird you felt when you learned that you probably walk passed a murderer on a daily basis? Well imagine knowing that you're speaking with one
I got into a fetal position and began rocking back in forth until I heard a knock and opened the door
This time I saw happy but tired brown eyes, Aaron's brown eyes
Well?, what do you think??! Please don't hate this is my first story!! Ok byye
Xoxo -Brooke
