~Flash back~ at Ozzie's:

Y/N's POV:

Striker and I continued our pleasant evening at the club. I enjoyed every moment with him because he dedicated his time to me these past days.

Which I really appreciate and I think that sometimes he forgets about his task. By this I mean to assassinate Prince Stolas.
Maybe he has just some special plans ready for that.

I really don't want anything to happen to Stolas though.
I'd like to talk to Striker about it but I’m afraid he might resent me or anything. I’d rather choose some other day to talk to him about it.
Today we'll just enjoy each other's company and to drink champagne.

"Ugh, when will Verosika start performing? I want to see you play the guitar again so bad." I said, a little impatient.

"Oh, I pretty much charmed you when you saw me last time on stage, huh?" He chuckeled and put his hat on the table.

"A-ha, I really like the sound of guitars, especially electric ones. The sound is just so appealing. Otherwise, is it hard to learn how to play it?"

"If you're persistent, you can do whatever you want, am I right?" He answered.
"For me, it wasn't that difficult. Would you like to try it once?"

"You can teach me some basics, sure, why not." I smiled.

"Bet. Now, I'll get ya somethin'." He got up from the chair.

"Oh? Any surprises from you again?" I giggled.

He nodded. "I'll be right back." Then i watched him walk towards that small bar where Wally served drinks.

"Hey, you. Where's your date, hm?"

I turned my gaze and saw Verosika standing infront of the table.

"Oh he went over there." I pointed.
"Are you guys gonna start your show?" I asked.

"Yes, i don't want to be late like it was last time." She fixed her hair.

"Why were you late, if may i ask?" I chuckeled.

"Ask your man that." She smirked.

I looked at her confused, cuz' i didn't know what she meant by that.
"I'm sorry? What's that supposed to mean?"

"Oh sweet heart, apparently he got tired of you and decided to fuck me straight up on my desk. What a shame for you." She shrugged like it was nothing.

When i heard that I got sick to my stomach.

"W-what?" I stuttered. "When did you-"

"Well, the other day he came to my bar for a little talk  with me and then he couldn't resist my appearance and then, you know. He railed me pretty hard."

With that, I remembered Striker telling me yesterday he'll meet up with her.
(This was in the chapter 55, if you forgot.)

I stared at her then looked away and grabbed my head. "No, no, no. He would never-"

"Well he did honey." She nodded.

"Fuck~ he's so big."

"Oh you just shut up! Say one more thing, i dare you." I gritted my teeth and stood up.

"Why so mad huh? Apparently he wanted a woman who can challenge him. I guess you weren't good enough." She smirked and walked away.

I was so angry, i wanted to follow her but then the voice stopped me.

"There you go my love, I bought us cocktails."

No one's POV:

Striker bought drinks for his stunning date. He felt such warmth inside him when he just looked at her.
She was perfect for him.
Never felt like that towards anyone, ever. She gave him a hope.

He wished they'll could become a couple officially. He wanted to ask her tonight.
He was a bit nervous even though he didn't show it.

As he started to approach their table, he noticed Verosika  talking to
Y/ N. Then she left the table after.

Y/N was not sitting, she was just standing next to the table, with her back turned away so he couldn't see her face.

"There you go my love, I bought us cocktails." He smiled broadly with drinks in his hands.

Then she slowly turned around to face him. But she wasn't smiling. She looked pissed.

"I don't know if you like these but you need to try one. And look, small umbrellas are added for decoration." He blushed.

She didn't react to anything he said. He thought she might like it.

"How could you." She said and walked away towards the exit of the club.

He was confused, what the hell is she up to?

He put the drinks on the table and followed her quickly.

"Y/N. Y/N! Wait." He ran towards her and grabbed her hand. The she pushed him away.

"Don't fucking touch me!" She yelled at him.

"Huh? What's wrong?" He asked and rubbed the back of his neck.

"What's wrong?! Think a little and you will surely find out quickly." She spat.

Striker didn't know what was she even talking about, what was her deal all of the sudden.

"I'm really not sure what do you mean.
Did I say something wrong? C'mon, tell me." He said.

"Oh okey. How was she?" She asked and came closer to him.

He shook his head of confusion. "What?"

"How was she? Was she better?"
She crossed her arms.

"The fuck? Of who are you talking about?"

"Verosika you dumb fuck! You fucking fucked her!" She pointed a finger at him.

"What?! Are you serious?! I would never do that to you." He said.

He just couldn't believe her words. Does she really think he slept with another?

"She told me, i guess you're too much of a pussy for not telling me, so i had to find out from her. You fucking disgust me!"

He was devastated by this. "Y/N that's not true, i didn't fuck her! Ever. Believe me please." He tried to come closer.

"Don't you trust me?" He asked and tried to convince her to believe him.
It was getting hard for him to speak when she looked at me like that.
"Do you really think I would do that after all we've been through?"

"Yes. I think someone like you would do that." She answered directly, with shaky voice. "I thought you loved me. But i guess you never did. Fuck, i feel so stupid!" She sobbed and wiped away her tears.

"I-I don't wanna do this anymore. I don't want to fix this, us anymore!"

When Striker heard that what she still thinks of him, his heart sank from disappointment.
She still sees him as the same person as he was before.

"Y/N please, whatever this bitch told you is a fucking lie. I can't- I can't lose you, again."

"You should think about this before you decide to fuck another. Now fuck off." She turned around and started walking away.

But then she stopped once again. "Oh and this." She pointed on her neck
where she had the necklace which Striker gave her as a gift.

"Here. You can have it back, and you can give it to your hoe."

"Wait please don't-" He tried to stop her but but she tore the necklace from her neck and threw it to the ground with all her might infront of him.

His eyes widened, and went on his knees to pick it back up.

"Love, can we just-"
When he turned his gaze back he noticed that Y/N already left the club.

At that moment, indescribable pain broke out in him. He started breathing heavily that the feeling was as if his throat was burning.

He closed his eyes tightly together and placed the necklace closer to him where his heart was beating incredibly fast.

Striker's POV:

'Why does it hurt so much?!'

"Fuck!" I said under my breath.

'Life without you, terrifies me.'

I thought to myself.

'You left me.'

'You walked away.'

I stood up from the floor and looked towards the exit where she had left.

"You're the love of my life. I can't leave you. But you're constantly leaving me."

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Don't you dare cry or I will...................................... cry too.

A bit long chapter, so this happened between Striker and Y/N (you).

Now in the next upcoming chapters you will see how the story unfolds further.

Seeya loves, thank you for reading! ♡♡♡