Richie has been in the bathtub since hours ago, not moving a finger as his eyes remained on the shower.

All he's seeing is Delilah under it, completely wet and looking tempting.

A look at the wall gave him memories of how he pinned her there and kissed her hard.

"F**k, f**k you Andy, f**k you" he muttered fighting back his tears as he bit his lip so hard.

"I miss her so f**king much" he whispered, covering his face with his palms.

"Damn me" he cursed, taking his palms off his face to beat the water.

Bubbles splashed everywhere, and he finally washed himself before coming out.

He left...