I'm in my bathroom after a hot shower that I didn't know I needed. After I get done brushing my wet matted hair, I hear a knock on my front door. I get out of my bathroom and start to head down the hallway where the knocking continues.
I open the door and I see him standing there.
"What are you doing here Alex?" I say.
"Please just talk to me, Heather." He pleads.
"We don't have anything to talk about. We broke up, remember?" I reminded him.
"I know, but I miss you. Please give me another chance. Don't you miss me?" He asks me.
"I miss the memories we shared. But we have to move on." I tell him.
"Heather, I know that I messed up but give me another chance, please." He begs me more. As I was about the say something, I can't when he covers my mouth and presses his hot lips against my cold neck.
"I love you so much Heather. You have to give me another chance."
"Alex, I think you should go." I say as I push both my palms against his chest pushing him away. When I turn around and open the front door, I feel my head pounding and hurting like hell. I can't keep my balance and suddenly fall the floor, blacking out unconsciously.