"I'm so sick of this!" his voice echoed throughout the room as your eyes stared at him, horrified at the way he seemed to act like a different person.

"That's it?! You're just gonna give up on me?" being terrified of him didn't stop you to be any more stubborn or irritable though. 

"Y/n, this isn't working anymore and you know that." he pinches the bridge of his nose as the creases on his forehead determined the fact that he was pissed already.

"Okay, you knew that long ago but you still decided to stay. What's with the sudden change?" you almost scoffed as you looked at him with a fiery gaze while you stood right in front of the door of his apartment.

"Change? Y/n, that change has affected us long enough. It's bound for us to separate and I know that it's the best for the both of us to end this stupid thing you call a relationship." with the last words that left his mouth, so did he start to march his way up to you and push you outside of the door.

"Kuni, wait! Please-" you couldn't even bid him a proper goodbye when he slammed the door shut right in front of your face. You sighed in defeat as you heard the faint sound of keys turning as the door locked.

the stupid thing you call a relationship.

You fell to the ground as his words echoed in your mind like a tape on replay.  Huh, so the special bond you had with him was considered stupid? After trying to keep your relationship together, he'd just end up dumping you and calling your relationship stupid. How did he even manage to get the nerves to say such a horrendous thing to you?

You couldn't stand it anymore. All you wanted was to keep him safe, keep your relationship from breaking apart but in the end, it was all just the same. The inevitable doom that you feared would just keep coming.

"I hate this," you whispered to yourself before wiping the few tears that trailed on your cheeks. Standing up, you looked at the door of his apartment, hoping that maybe he was standing right next to it and looking in the same direction as if the both of you were just stuck on different sides of a glass.

He was.

He stared at the wooden door as if it was a picture painted with that beautiful smile you had always kept on your face. Where did that smile go? 

He didn't want to leave you. God no! But everything was too much... and maybe a little too less. 

It was a hard decision but he could tell that the both of you were rotting in a never-ending abyss of agony just because you were hoping that maybe, just maybe. Things could go back to how they were.

But it won't and Scaramouche had already accepted that reality. It was just you that needed to accept the fact that the loving relationship you tried to cherish and keep was no more. All because of how you wanted to keep it perfect.

"Can we meet? Please." you sobbed to the person on the other line as you had your right hand holding your phone and the other on the stirring wheel of your car.

"I need you, please!" you sounded so pitiful by the way that you practically begged that it made your best friend's heart ache.

"Where do you wanna meet?"

"I don't know. Anywhere, please just come see me!" the stomping of your foot and the tantrums you were throwing in the car made you lose focus of the road. A grave mistake.

"How about the café near the school? Or maybe just come to my dorm." 

"Good idea. I'm on my way," you said, sniffling as you stopped to turn your car to the intersection which lead to a u-turn that directed you to your university. 

"Please be careful."

You brushed her words off, stepping on the breaks before making a u-turn quickly even though the traffic lights were still set on the red which made the cars surrounding you beep their horns and the pedestrians walking the street complain in anger.

That's what you liked to think.

"Hey, lady! Turn back! There's a truck!" you looked at the man on the sidewalk shout at you furiously as you only tried to get across the middle of the intersection.

You wanted to get this over with but the world just seemed to wanna fuck you in the ass.

You wanted to shout back at the people complaining but suddenly,  a strong gush of wind pushed through the right side of the car before a large impact hits your body. For a second there, the world seemed to slow down as you carefully felt the pain strongly aching through your body. That was just in your mind as you quickly felt the car rolling over and over before it crashes to a stop.

Glass windows were broken, blood on the cushions, and your body laying limp with wounds and probably severe head damage. If you were awake, it would be about time that you realized that you forgot to end your call.

"Y/n?! What the fuck was that loud sound?! Y/n? Y/n?! Hello?"