I just came home from a bad day at work and my wife to be was bitching at me for forgetting to take the trash to the curb last night for the trash guy to pick up this morning. I have only been living with her for a few days. We have known each other just 6 months before she insisted I move in with her. I was looking for an apartment at the time and I did really love her. We got engaged and moved in together the same day.

I got mad at her bitching me out so I stormed out saying, "Would you rather I was dead?!"

I didn't think anything of what I said at the time. Then as I was going for a walk to cool off and get away from her bitching and a cop car pulled up next to me. He told me to get in.

"What for? I didn't do anything wrong."

"We're taking you to the hospital for an evaluation."

"What! Why?!"

"Because of what you said. You're fiancé is worried about you."

"I'm fine."

"Well what you said suggests otherwise."

"What are you talking about?"

"About being dead."

"Oh I asked if she rather I was dead. I didn't mean anything by it. I don't want to die."

"Well just the same I'm going to have to ask you to come with me."

"Fine!" I said reluctantly.

I get in the back of the police car. He drives me to the hospital and brings me in.