Your in an argument with your boyfriend, he gets so angry he storms out the house. You sob on the bed until he comes back, 1am, 2am, 3am, 4am, 5am, 6am.  Finally he comes back.  You can hear him scrambling around downstairs. You sit in your bed and wait for him to come and apologise. But he sleeps on the sofa. The next day, he's gone to work and he still isn't talking to you. Your now washing the clothes when you see a lipstick stain on h/n collar of the blouse. You drop the blouse and cry. When h/n gets home you slap him and drive off. Tears sting your eyes and then you see the lorry. It crashes into you and the last thing you see is h/n there talking to the police.