•°Alastor°•

You and Alastor were a couple; you spent your time giving him affection and trying to spend as much time with him as possible, but over time, you noticed he was getting fed up with it and becoming distant. So, you decided to give him some space for a while, believing that was what he needed.

But one day, as you went downstairs to talk about something with Charlie, you overheard Alastor chatting with Husk.

Alastor: I swear, sometimes she's just unbearable... I can't stand her. Honestly, I could even say I hate her. She's so childish sometimes, always getting into trouble and clinging to me. I don't even know why I accepted that shitty bet you and Angel made me do to date her.

In that moment, you didn't know what to do. You wanted to step out from the stairs and confront him, but at the same time, you didn't. You couldn't believe that he had only gone out with you because of a bet; technically, they had just played with your feelings. But one thing crossed your mind: Was it really just a bet? Did what we had mean nothing?

You and Alastor were a couple, you spent your time giving him affection and trying to spend time with him but over time you saw how he got fed up with you doing that and was somewhat distant, so you decided to give him his space for a while since you thought he needed it.

But one day when you went down to talk about something with Charlie you heard Alastor talking about something with Husk.

Alastor: I swear that sometimes she is very unbearable... I can't stand her, the truth is I could say that I even hate her, she is somewhat childish sometimes, she gets into trouble and spends her time glued to me, I don't even know why I accepted that shitty bet that you and Angel made me make to go out with her.

At that moment you didn't know what to do, you wanted to get out of the stairs and face him but at the same time you couldn't, you couldn't believe that he had only gone out with you for a bet, technically they had just played with your feelings, but something that went through your head was: Was it really just a bet? What we had meant nothing?