She's dead.
She's gone.
What am I supposed to do without her?
I love her. I fucking love her, and she's dead.
Shit, how can I fucking live without the one thing that's been keeping me alive, keeping me sane? How can I live, without the one thing I love? Alisha… Alisha, what am I supposed to do? You teach me everything, show me everything. Why didn't you tell me that you were going to die? Why didn't you tell me that you were going to leave me? Why did you make me promise everything if you knew you were going to die?
"Simon?" Kelly.
"Alisha…" I don't recognise that voice.
It's me. I'm crying. I can feel the tears on my cheeks, I can see them dropping on the stained orange jump-suit.
"I can bring her back. If that's what you want." Curtis. Her ex. I suppose I'm her ex too now.
Why have you left me Alisha? Please come back. I'll do anything, just please, please come back to me.
"Simon?" I know what I've got to do. I've got to travel back in time, so we can be together. But if I don't then she won't fall in love with me. Then she won't die. I don't want her to die. I promised her I wouldn't go back. I can't leave her. I promised! I promised I'd stay, I can't go, not now, not ever.
I can see her again if I go. As she was, but she told me I change her for the good. Why Alisha? Why? Why is it the ones I love? Why? My Alisha. My girl. My beautiful, perfect Alisha. Why?
"I need to go."