I woke up on the floor in my parents' old apartment. Instantly a waft of disappointment washed over me. It was all real. Jeff really left me. Just like that. All alone.
For a few minutes I sat like this, staring at the wall and trying to gather some strength. It's like I was thrown back into the real world, only this time I had absolutely no one. It reminded me of the deaths of my mother and Natalie. How Natalie was always there for me when I needed her. But I was on my own.
I didn't do anything for the next two days, as well as didn't eat anything. Just sat on the couch, looking at nothing. Falling asleep on that same couch, but waking up to all kinds of nightmares.
Finally, I've decided to do something I looked around the house. It was cleaned up after the murders. The small corrido
