Sarah gasped when she saw Simon choking Mark, and she fought to get up. In the back of her mind, a nagging thought said that he must have heard her declare her love for him but she pushed it to the back of her mind. Bigger battles, Sarah. She finally got up, leaning heavily on the doorway and wrapping one of her hands over Simon's. She shook her head, voice raspy. "Don't k-kill him. You can't h-help me in jail."

Mark struggled out of Simon's grasp, panting and cursing. "Fuck, you're both fucked up! Have her! I don't want that worthless piece of shit!" He ran off, leaving Simon and Sarah. She whimpered quietly, falling to her knees while her hands clutched her head. She let out a loud cry of agony, more mental than physical as her head bowed and her body shook violently. She started hyperventilating, and her heart pounded violently as her head swam. Too much. This was all too much.