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-3-weeks-later-
Jamie's P.O.V
It's been three weeks since my "family" left me. Some family. Leaving the main source of money in the house. I tried to contact my three daughters Mindy, Carly and Irene but I think Jack told them what happened and they won't have anything to do with me now. Great. I'm better off on my own anyway. I got fired from the office but I still a buckload of money. I spend it all on drink, relaxing in my old recliner with a bottle and watch whatever shit is on TV these days. Tonight I have heat up one of those microwaveable dinners as Geraldine is not here to make me a fry up. That's the only thing I miss about that whore. Her food. It was always insanely good, especially the Sunday roasts. Hot, crispy roast chicken and mango salsa or glistening roast beef and gravy, all served with buttery mashed potatoes, peas, sweetcorn, broccoli and carrots. In a total of 4 days, roasts went to lukewarm microwaved dishes with dodgy names. Tonight on the menu is...drumroll please..... Curry Lasagna YAY!. It looks and I imagine tastes as bad as it fucking sounds. I heat it up in the microwave and when it Dings I pierce holes and it slops out onto the plate. Lovely. I take it into the living room on a tray and get a whole bottle of Jack Daniels. I need something to wash this shit down with. I flick on the box and watch Eastenders. After downing the whole bottle of Jack and the unbelievably bad lasagna I light up a cigarette and relax further into the dirty recliner. This is the life. Alone. Not a care in the world. My head suddenly starts spinning and I collapse, my head lolling and struggling to breathe. I want to scream for help but can't find the words. I try as hard as I could to get one sentence, word, sound, even syllable out but it's too hard. The world starts spinning at an alarming pave and my breathing speeds up to match it. All I can do is sit there. The only thing I have control of is my mind. Even that starts going crazy. The last thing I see is the end of Eastenders blaring in the backround and my now burned out cigarette falls to the ground. Everything goes black.
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