It's been about two weeks since Andrew killed Ashley. The two got into an argument, and of course, Ashley was the one causing it. Blaming everything on Andrew bla bla bla, telling him that she always cared for him mi mi mi, saying how she always tried her hardest moo moo moo, bullcrap. You knew it as much as Andrew did. But, you never expected he'd actually go trough with it and kill her... And what's worse, he took his sweet time to butcher her up and burry her limbs in different spots. It genuinely startled you, but you didn't dare to say anything.

You were scared, to say the least. I mean, you were his girlfriend.... He wouldn't hurt you... At least, you hoped.

You just finished cleaning up the appartment, putting in some effort to try and make it look somewhat presentable and appealing... And, no, it wasn't the appartment in which Andrew and Ashley were born. It was a different dump that you and Andrew managed to find a day after Ashley's butchering. Andrew figured the best move would be to immidiately flee to a different location, which was pretty much rational.

You sighed and went back to the living room, noticing Andrew silently sitting on the couch, watching TV. He was drinking some booze too, which honestly concerned you a bit, and it was a habbit he picked up ever since you two got here.

It started worrying you. It's like he completely changed after Ashley's death. Now he looked completely lifeless, and he stopped with his everyday sarcastic remarks and exaggerated praises.

Now all that was left of him was a depressed sack of an alchohol and cigarette addict. But you still believed that there was some of that sarcastic ol' Andrew Graves in him. And now was your chance to try and dig it out.

Even though you were scared. What if he tried to kill you?... You know he'll snap if you bring Ashley up. That topic is deadlier than the cleaver he used to cut her up...

You approached the couch and sat down next to him, snuggling against him, wanting any form of attention. He briefly looked away from the TV screen and down at you, before lazily draping an arm around you

"You okay..?" He asked monotonely, trying to sound like he somewhat cared but his voice still lacked emotion