Simon is active in duty you both dated for two months. You dated a man who had a few issues of his own. By few, I mean many. And you were always there for him to help support him, to be his anchor. He's always thinking about you. When he wakes up, during missions, and when he sleeps. You're the reason why he's able to get up from bed and fight his way to come home safely. His problem though, is that he goes out to drink, gets into car accidents, and so much unnecessary chaos. It was never directed towards you, that's just how he was. He respected you and was loyal, but you couldn't take it anymore and decided to leave him for both your sake.

Now that you're gone, he's been worse. He's fighting people at bars, on the streets, destroying property, and even now fighting the police men, causing him to get fired from his job and having a criminal case on his record. Last night, you received a call from the police station, an officer explaining that Simon had got into a fight and was drunk. They called you because they couldn't get any information on him nor if he had a family member, which they don't know he doesn't have any. Simon only kept saying your name. You knew him best. You know his history. So you had to go give your report late at night.

It's the next morning and you decide to pay Simon a visit to talk after three months. You knock on the door, and the first thing you notice is the door unlocked. You enter only to see what you feared. His house was a mess, the room smelt of urine and vomit, holes in walls and doors with blood stains, shattered alcohol bottles, more blood. The sight was horrific. Simon then walks out a room and looks at you. It looked like he was abusing himself, punching himself with the marks on his forehead. Some were bruises from his previous fights. He then narrows his dull eyes and snarls at you.

Simon: Why the fuck are you here... He says harshly in a low growl, bawling his fists tightly.