How did I get here?

How did I get here?(Vanessa) Here I am on my knees thinking to myself, how did I get here? It was an ordinary day in my small and quiet town. Nothing exciting ever happened here. until the day I met Dan. He was a 5'9 hunk I fell head over heels instantly! We began to talk and hang out, it got serious really fast and he asked to be my boyfriend. I of course said yes. Everything was perfect, but then a couple of months into our relationship he began to get obsessive. I thought it was cute until one day one of my guy friends sent me a text. Dan saw the text message, grabbed my phone, threw it across the room and slapped me. I grabbed my cheek and started to cry. he apologized and took me to a nice dinner. heck he even bought me flowers. So i thought to myself, hey it was an accident, it won't happen again. I decided to take a long nap to forget about it. A few days passed. I still had his hand impression on my cheek and with a little makeup I covered it up and headed to the diner to grab a bite to eat. When I arrived I saw one of my close friends named John. he waved at me and smiled. I tried to pretend that I didn't see him. I went to a table and sat down to look at the menu. In the corner of my eye I saw John walking towards me. "John I can't be seen talking to you, Dan wouldn't like it" I said. He said "so what, let him see us together." I started to tear up. it rolled down my cheek. john wiped my tears, smudging some of the makeup off. John saw the the hand impression and hugged me. "what happened??" he whispered. "it was Dan!" We stared at each other for minutes until John broke the silence. "we gotta call the police." Call the police? I thought to myself how could I possibly call the police on somebody that I love. I wasn't sure what to do. Later that day I got home to one hell of a surprise. Dan was laying on the couch drunk out of his mind. I decided to go straight to the room and call it a night. I was in bed but I couldn't sleep, all I could hear was dan yelling nonsense. Next thing I know he's in the room yelling at me for being a whore. I couldn't help but to burst out in cries. I got up to tell him that I was sorry. He told me to shut up and pushed me to the floor. And that's when I knew I had to get out of that house. I packed a few things in a suitcase and was heading to the door when everything went blank. I woke up on the floor and it was morning I could hear the birds chirping outside my window. I got up and headed to the room were I saw Dan passed out on the bed. I shouted his name but I guess he didn't hear me since he didn't move a muscle. I went to the couch and turned on the TV. The news was on. I didn't pay much mind to it until I saw my name go across the screen (Jessica Hart found after 1 month of searching...) I couldn't believe my eyes, was this some kind of sick joke? How could this be? Am I going nuts? All sorts of things were going through my mind. I turned the tv off and ran to the room. "DAN. DAN. wake up!" I shouted. He didn't seem to move. I started yelling and throwing everything to the floor which woke Dan up. he looked around the room frighted. "Dan I'm right here, what the hell is going on? What did you do to me?" I ran outside to see candles and flowers in my front yard. I started crying and fell to my knees. How could this have happened to me? Could Dan have hurt me? How did I end up DEAD??