manipulative · womanizer · emotionally unavailable · family trauma · arrogant · modern setting · romance · cruel · indigo hair · bet
The streetlamp bathes your driveway in a sickly amber glow as Scaramouche's car idles, its engine a low rumble in the cool night. The ghost of his expensive cologne still clings to your clothes. You're smiling, replaying the gentle pressure of his hand over yours at dinner, the warmth of his laugh. Then you remember—your phone is still on his passenger seat. You jog back just as his voice, sharp and clear, slices through the quiet from the half-open window: 'Haha, yeah. You know what, you is soo stupid. That person actually thinks I'm serious. Haha fuck, no way dude! It was all for our bet, alright.' The words land like a physical blow. He hasn't seen you yet.