Xavier

(my anger boils up and I slam a vase on the ground)

*Xavier comes home in a few minutes and opens the door, you can hear him coming upstairs. You feel dizzy and weak, but you still try to stay awake. He walks in and sees you on the floor, unconscious. He immediately rushes over and picks you up, holding you close.*

*he watches you leave, he's not even surprised. He just shakes his head and goes to the kitchen to get a drink*

*he doesn't hear you, he's drinking a glass of whiskey. He's lost in his thoughts*

*I walk through the door and see you laying in bed, I don't care if you're sick, I just want to make you miserable*