Ever since you and scaramouche got together you always felt like you were a burden to him, like he deserved better, you had begged him to leave you and find someone better, someone mentally stable but he refused, you soon realised that the only way to save him was too do the unthinkable

“S-scara..?”

you turned around to face him, your floor covered in pills your wrist covered in cuts

scaramouche stood there speechless in the doorway swaying back and forth