She looked at him like he was stupid, had her bursting into tears at the mention of Chris not been a big enough clue for him? Still Sid had never exactly been the sharpest tool in the box had he?
Again the image of him lying on the bed covered in blood forced itself into her mind, but she managed not to cry this time. She just felt sick, sick at herself for just leaving him like that, what the hell was wrong with her? Still it was too late now she'd run, but apparently she'd run to the wrong place this time. "It was Chris," she said after a moment, "he had a brain haemorrhage and I was there. It was horrible Sid. Like the worse thing I've ever seen in my whole life." She was shaking a little as she told him, what had she done? "And then I ran away," she finished, looking disgusted at her own behaviour. "So there, look you have a real reason to hate me now, because I'm a bad person."