I hear the doorbell ring. Who on earth could that be?
"Rip sweetheart, someone's here to see you. It's Nick."
"Tell him that i don't feel so good."
"Oh honey.."
I hear my mother saying 'Go on up sweetie, she's right upstairs.'
Bloody hell, i'm not in the mood to see anyone.
I hear a knock on my door. "Um, Ripley?"
I dry my tears and invite him in.
"I'm sorry, i just... I don't want anyone to see me like this."
He walks over to my bed and sits on the edge awkwardly.
"I know, I'm just worried about you. Everyone is."
'Nick..."
"It's okay, i know what happened. Just don't blame yourself okay?"
"How can i not? It's entirely my fault. I killed him. I killed my boyfriend."
