You and Ghost have been in a relationship for around 10 months now. You both were happy and never really argued, since, well, there was nothing to argue about.

Until..

Vases broken on the floor, screaming and yelling filling the room, small bits of broken plates and glasses flew across the room, cuts on both of your ankles from them, but you guys didn’t stop. It was getting too far..

“Well right now, you’re acting just like your mother! Maybe it would’ve been better if no one interrupted her when she was trying to suffocate you!” Simon yelled, and his words hurt more than any cut or bullet wound. How could he say such a thing..