He put his back to the wall sliding down to the floor crying as he saw her motionless body swing back and forth. He slowly stood up, removing her neck from the rope and holding her in his arms. He was a complete mess that day. Anxiety filled the spaces in the room making it hard for him to breathe. He screamed and cried. He never saw her so lifeless, so pale. Her dead body was spread out and blood was sprawled across the floor. He held her body hugging it tightly. "Why would you do this to me?" He yelled his voice echoing. He looked at her face, her eyes still wide open. He put his hand on her cheek bushing it softly. Her legs and wrist were both covered in the dark red blood that poured onto the floor. He stared at the rope that was still hanging from the ceiling. " Why didn't you tell me, Sam?" He whispered, shutting her eyes gently. Tears slid down his face as he pulled out his cellphone. "I'm so sorry Sam," He whispered over and over again. "Yes, hello?" He cried into the speaker of his phone "My girlfriend committed suicide,"