romantic homicide - d4vd

you loved him, you did–at least at one point.

in the beginning geto was the perfect boyfriend, never going a day without telling you how beautiful you looked or surprising you with flowers at work but within time—that all seemed to disappear. the i love you’s being replaced with i hate you’s and the late night cuddles replaced with cold sheets as he sleeps on the couch because-no matter how much anger he feels towards you in that moment he would never make you sleep on anything but a bed.

you weren’t sure when this all began, maybe when he started his new job-so could it be stress? no.. perhaps when he stopped hanging out with gojo–so, depression?

you groan softly at yourself in frustration while your thoughts spiral, your head buried in your hands. once again, you’re left to hold yourself in the empty bed you’ve grown to hate when suddenly the silence of your gnawing thoughts are interrupted by a gruff voice near the doorway.

“i’m scared, it feels like you don’t care. enlighten me my dear–why am i still here?”