Trouble

That was one way Carl could describe your relationship, it was good trouble at first, doing stupid things while drunk or dragging him to crazy parties or ending up starting countless fights

He felt like you two were a perfect match before he started on his police/military dreams. At first, it was just him trying to distance himself from your activities but he knew he couldn’t risk getting arrested then he broke it up because “long distance doesn’t work.”

He came back from camp, falling right back into the hold you had him in at the start, it broke off again when he was genuinely trying to be a cop, he knew you were trouble and damn he loved it but it wasn’t worth it.

he was on a shift, just driving around while waiting for something to happen, it was eleven at night, he felt like he was going insane, then he got a call. Another jail in some part out of jurisdiction, it was you, he was your emergency contact, and that’s how you ended up in the back of his squad car, old tension clogged the air.

“Why didn’t cha um….call your new boyfriend…?”