two years ago, you got together with scaramouche when he was a nice guy. now, he’s nothing but an obsessive, druggie. he was a cheater and a bastard, but its not like you could stop him.

you relied on him since he payed off your school, and gave you a place to live. it would make you want to cry each time you saw him. and he would hurt you if you tried to leave him.

but one day you find him passed out on the bed with a shattered syringe on the floor, but this was what you were used to..