Murdered by My Boyfriend
- Year:
- 2014
- 60 min
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'This is the end of my story.
'The journey here was not
straightforward.
'It began when I fell in love.
'When the only future I could imagine
was happy.
'I held on to that dream for as long
as I could
'until my broken body and beaten
heart
'were forced to let go.'
Yeah, serious, though. It works.
Just ask the universe for whatever it
is you want
and if you really, really believe in
it, then you get it.
Karen did it and she got ten grand.
Yeah, cos her mum died.
Yeah, ten grand is ten grand, init?
Guess what I found in my bag when we
were getting ready? What?
Half a kebab. That's disgusting.
It must have been in there since
Friday.
Oh, we didn't have kebab on Friday.
Last Friday?
Shut up, I feel sick.
So, what are you asking for?
Oh, you know, love, marriage,
babies, my own salon.
What would you ask for?
Don't know...
world domination?
Erm, I was going to ask for that.
You'll have to fight me for it.
So embarrassing!
Oh, my God, did you see that?
Jaime was blatantly checking you
out. Was he?
Yeah. He's liked you since school.
He was all like...
It's all wonky.
Shut up. It's perfect.
Why don't you take it off, show some
skin?
No, you don't look fat.
You look beautiful.
Oh! I love my big lying friends.
OK, you'll drink anything,
won't you?
It's not bad, is it?
Erm, can I get you one?
Yeah, white wine, please?
White wine.
Sor...
Don't put me off.
Say when. When.
Erm, what's your name?
Ashley.
I'm Reece.
Erm, I'll see you later, yeah?
Yeah. Yeah, I'll see you later.
I know. Who was that?!?
Well, you better be. If you want to
you can.
What... I... I don't think I could,
though.
I get so embarrassed. I get so
embarrassed.
There he is.
I told you, I told you.
So... Right.
You're right. Come on, come on. OK,
do I look all right?
Yes. You look fine. You sure?
He's going to think I look rough.
Ash. Ashley.
Oh, hiya.
Oh, what, you're pretending like you
don't recognise me?
Hey, you look really nice. Thanks.
Where you going?
Nowhere special. Look, wait down
there, yeah.
Wait down there for me.
So, do you go to college full-time?
Part-time and I... erm...
and I work in a clothes shop on
Tuesdays and Thursdays.
Yeah? Mm-hm.
So, what you going to do when you
finish your course?
Work for someone else for a bit.
I, kind of, want to own my own salon
by the time I'm 25.
I love it.
I don't know... People just say it's
nails or whatever, but...
I don't know, I kind of think it's
more than that.
How do you mean?
Well...
you're there for your clients when
they get married
and have babies and get divorced
and...
I guess that's why they call it
beauty therapy.
Yeah, that makes sense.
So, what about you? I mean, what do
you do?
Erm, well, right now I'm breeding
dogs.
What sort of dogs?
Staffordshire Bull Terriers.
OK. I... erm... It's not like that,
you know?
They're all kennel club registered,
but that's just for now.
I mean, long term I want to get into
property development.
You know, like buying property,
doing them up, selling them
and that.
Wow! That's...
Yeah, that's really cool.
'I told him about my salon.'
He said he was interested in nails.
I know!
Oh, he's got these eyes
and he just looks at me.
I know what eyes are for,
you cheeky cow!
'Ah, it's the way he looks at me.
'You know, he really gets me.
He listens.'
So lovely, so lovely.
'No! No, he's a gentleman.
'It's different!
'But it feels different.
'Yeah, I am.'
I'm really, really happy.
I'm really, really happy.
How do I keep it, you know?
Sabrina? They're my mates.
What, those two? Yeah.
Right. Hold on, I'll be back, yeah?
All right.
So, what do you think of him?
Very nice. He's nice, right?
Hiya!
Hey! Hey.
Hiya, you look gorgeous.
Can I get you a drink?
Sparkling white wine, please?
Yeah, and you? Erm, rum and coke,
please?
Cool, anyone else?
I'll have the same. Same.
Erm, has anyone got any money?
Ah, I'm just screwing around.
Ah, thank you.
I can't.
Oh, my God! You're so beautiful.
I saw you before, you know?
You mean before the party?
Yeah, you were in a clothes shop
window
and you were dressing a dummy.
And I thought you were so beautiful.
So, why didn't you come in?
Cos I knew I'd see you again.
How did you know that?
I just did.
It's fate.
Can I tell you something
and you promise you won't laugh?
On the way to the party...
..I wished that love would come into
my life.
And I heard you, didn't I?
Stay. Just... No, I can't.
You got a text.
Reece? I just want to see who my
competition is.
Reece, give me it.
Who's Mick?
Reece, come on, give me it.
Give me the ph... Give me the phone.
Hey, look, come on. Eh, come on!
I was only playing.
I can't believe you don't trust me.
Wha... I do trust you.
It's the other guys I don't trust,
I mean, look at you.
Look, I don't want to lose you.
You're not going to lose me.
Hey.
So, who's Mick?
It's Michaela, you d*ckhead!
Ash?
I'm coming in.
What's it say?
Reece, please. Can we just talk about
this? Please?
Talk about what?
You made your decision.
I don't know what I think. I'm...
only 17 and I'm still at college.
Ashley?
You just tell me you're having
my baby.
OK. So, I've got a picture in my
head of you, me, our family...
I...I didn't know I wanted that till
you said it.
And now I can't get that picture out
my head.
Ashley...
..is this really because of college?
I'm only 17.
I'll look after the baby while
you're at college.
I'll look after you.
Ashley.
I love you, Jones
and I love our baby.
And I swear I'll never leave you.
I'm not a child, Mum.
It's what we want...
We want to be a family.
And I love him.
You don't even know him.
I don't want to fall out with you.
Come on, we're not going to
fall out.
I just want you to think about your
options. That's all.
I will, Mum.
I promise.
Surprise.
Oh! Do you like it?
Ah, they're so cute. Yeah?
Ah, little baby clothes.
But we're going to be a family
and surely a family live together.
Why do we need to do what everyone
else does?
It's what normal people do, Reece.
I don't understand why I just can't
move in here with you?
I told you. It's not that kind of
place. Well, why isn't it?
You can't have a baby there. Right,
not with the dogs.
It's not safe. OK.
Why don't you just get rid of the
dogs?
My dogs are my dogs.
Yeah, and your baby is your baby.
So, what am I supposed to say
when people ask why are we not living
together?
Say it's got nothing to do with
them.
And what about my mum?
What about her?
Am I supposed to say that to her,
too?
So, we're not even going to have a
conversation about this, then?
Reece?
We have a baby on the way. You do
realise that, yeah?
We need to make plans.
Reece?
Reece?
Reece? Rocco!
Reece, why can you not be a grown-up
about this?
I mean, you told me you were totally
committed to me and OUR baby.
God, you know what? You're more
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