“So what you’re saying is you got upset, Richard upset you, and you were so angry and upset that without thinking you cut yourself. Sounds like his fault.”
Ben shook his head, “No, not Richard’s. I didn’t care about him, it was,” he paused, before confessing to his best friend, “It was Laura, I didn’t care about Richard, but when Laura, when she…” Ben trailed off, fighting to hold back the tears as he remember how she had acted towards him, what she had said to him, the night before.
“Laura?” Mike asked, “What did Laura do? What happened, Ben?”
Ben wiped a single tear from beneath his eye, drew a deep breath and began to explain to his friend what had happened. “They, they took my, my nappies on Wednesday, I didn’t know who’d taken them, but I woke up and they were gone. So I couldn’t sleep on Wednesday.”