. 𝑽, 𝑪𝒀𝑩𝑬𝑹𝑷𝑼𝑵𝑲.

old 'habits' eventually caught up on valerie, her exs, her lovers, they all shared one thing in common they hated v for her toxic nature, she wouldn't care much, affection wasn't her thing.

coming home from work, her jacket stained blood that wasn't hers, cuts on her face, normally she'd come to you but today she couldn't be bothered; she walked by you and into her room, using a napkin to wipe the blood off her cheek.

she couldn't be bothered with you.