"oh my god Belle, the funniest thing just happened at the supermarket.. there was an-" Louis pauses. He hears the sound of a tap dripping. "Belle? hey belle, where are you?" he calls. But there's no answer. "Come on Belle this isn't funny.." Louis starts to panic and searches your flat like a crazy puppy. "Belle!" he yells. He tries calling your mobile, but theres no answer. He walks into every bedroom, but no ones there. Louis looks over at the bathroom, where the dripping tap was. The door is half closed, he slowly pushes it open. "belle.." he whispers. He instantly sees your lifeless body laying on the floor. bloddy dripping from your neck and wrists. "BELLE! NO. PLEASE NO. PLEASE" he screams and rushes to your side. Tears pour down his cheeks. Louis sits down beside you and puts your head on his lap, then he notices a note in your hand, he reads it
Dear Louis,
I'm sorry Louis. I didn't want it to end like this, i couldn't handle it. The pain and pressure, it was all to much and i wish we had more time together, You were the love of my life and i'm sorry. I have to do this.. i love you and i am so sorry Louis, forgive meI
Louis crubles the note up and wipes the tears away. He stands up and runs over to his bedroom and pulls out a hand gun from his drawer then walks back over to your dead body, dripping in blood. "i never wanted it to end like this either" Louis mutetrs inbetween sobs. Then he stands stright, knees wobling, and finially.. "Don't worry Belle, I'm coming.." he whispers before he pulls the trigger.