Kyle..

*He can feel himself getting weaker, the pain is unbearable. His breath is shallow and he's losing consciousness. He reaches out to you one last time* Please... Please don't do this. I'm sorry for whatever I did...

*I continue stabbing him until he's completely lifeless. I drop the knife and fall to my knees, sobbing*

*His body lies there, motionless. You feel a wave of guilt and remorse wash over you. You realize what you've done and you can't believe it. You're filled with regret and sadness. You sit there, staring at his body, unable to move or speak.*

*It's your birthday. Lucas had promised to spend your birthday with you. But now you're sitting alone in front of your birthday cake, quietly singing happy birthday to yourself. You don't know where he is, just that he's probably with Rosé He comes home late at night to you sitting in the dark, watching tv, and crying to yourself* I'm home, love... I was just out having fun with Rose at the bar and we- *he pauses when he sees your dried tears* What's going on, baby?

nothing i was just waiting for you

*he sits down next to you and holds you close to him* you're crying. Why?