VIOLET
I wake up the next morning and put on finches jacket before going down stairs for breakfast. I pour cereal and sit down at the table. Finch has been taken off life support and I haven't had a call from Mrs.Finch or the hospital to say he's dead yet. There is a knock at the door so I get up, open the door and there, in a wheel chair, sits finch. I bend down and wrap my arms around him like I haven't seen him in years. I kiss him until he pulls away and starts yelling at me.
'Why'd you do it?!'
'Finch..what?'
'Why've did you save me?' He calms down a bit and study's the ground like it's the most interesting thing he's seen all day.
'Because I love you Theodore Finch, and I never would of survived with out you.'
He wheels himself back to little bastard and drives away.
FINCH
She doesn't understand. The asleep was taking over me, I would of been asleep for years and I'm sure being dead would be much better then that. I can feel it. Black dots fill my eyes. I can't see.