"You want this? Fine! That was all you and don't you tell anyone different. You broke up with me! And want to know the worst part? I don't even care." She stops to take a breath. There is a shock of pain in her stomach. She ignores it and continues. "Yeah that's right. I don't even care that you broke up with me, I knew it would happen. I didn't know when, but I knew that it would happen because you couldn't handle me. I saw it after we were dating for 3 month. You were getting tired and bored and I don't blame you. I am boring and weird and crazy, but you know what, I actually liked you. No! No, I actually loved you!! Want to know how I got through all the pain, and humiliation, and yelling, and suffering I just went through?! I was thinking of you! 'Cause I thought that even though you were bored, you would be there for me in my time of need, just like I was there for you in all of yours. I thought that you would be kind enough to help me though this. But it looks like what they did to me affected you more than it affected me 'cause you can't even stand to look at my face. What, did my parents invite you over to watch the video they made? Did they send you a link? Did you see something through the video camera that made you change your mind? That made you see me different?" He stops and turns around and looks at her confused. The pain in her stomach is a little worse. "You probably stayed up for days watching it 'cause you couldn't take your eyes off of it. But you weren't there taking the shit from day to day. With little break. With little rest. Not one hit. Not one drowning. Not one DAY went by that I thought I wouldn't make it another day, another minute, another hit. But I held on to life, friends, family, and the thought of coming home to you, so that you could hold me and tell me that you loved me, that everything is okay, that you won't let anything like that ever happen to me again." She lowers her voice not knowing she has been yelling. "But you won't promise it 'cause you know how much I hate promises and you know that you could never keep a promise that big. But I wouldn't care cause I wouldn't want you to keep a promise like that anyways." Her shirt becomes warm and wet but she ignores it and continues. "I'm sorry you can't look at me. I'm sorry you can't handle me and all that I am. I'm sorry you had to put up with me for so long. I'm sorry what happened, happened. That we had to live this horrible accident. You are a wonderful human being and you shouldn't have had to go through that. No one should. Anyone is lucky to have you and I am glad I got to have you in my life for the time that I did. I don't want to ever forget you and our time together. I don't even think I could if I wanted too. Thank you for staying with me for how long you --"