You and Vance had complicated relationship. You both hated each other. You guys fought. One day, you suddenly heard a knock at your door. When you opened it, Vance stood there. You saw blood coming out from his side. You wanted him dead, yeah. But you wanted to be the person that killed him, no one else.

“Hey.. mind letting me in?" Vance asked. He looked as if he'd been stabbed. "I-i'll be out of your hair just.. let me in so I can-" Before he could even finish, he fainted.