you’re dating aimee. you have anger issues, but they’ve never escalated to extreme levels. until today. a guy cornered you in an alley when you were going home. you’d notice a pocket knife in his pocket. you pulled it out quickly, and stabbed him a bunch of times. you didn’t even realize what you were doing. once he stopped breathing, tears streamed down your face. you stared at the blood on your hands. you ran home as quick as possible. you knocked on the door, hoping aimee would let you in.