Letters for the final hour

Dear Patrick,
Everything has been very weird this past days, I've been running away from him. My life is in danger and I don't know what to do anymore. I'll tell you everything you need to know in this letter, but you'll need to come down here to the campus to figure out everything for yourself.
Last Monday I was having dinner with Jim, my ex boyfriend (Yes, we split up a couple days ago) and it was a lovely dinner. He lit up some candles and prepared the meal. We were discussing something about scholarships, I don't know why but he got really mad that I got to study with one and he didn't. Suddenly he stood up and shouted something I could barely understand: "You selfish bird. you're just waiting for the right moment to fly away and forget about all of us". Considering how much I fell for him you could imagine I was really hurt. Quickly I stood up as well, with tears streaming down my face I looked at him in disgust and slapped him. Everything seemed a little off, but I was so shocked I couldn't think of that situation any longer, I needed a break.
That same night I went to visit my sister Ally, she helped me feel better. We talked and laughed for a while, but Jim stayed there in the back of my mind.
On Tuesday morning I didn't feel well at all. I started throwing up and my temperature got really high. Something was happening with me and I couldn't figure it out. I tried talking but my tongue felt really weird. my vision got blurry and I couldn't concentrate, I felt dizzy and nauseous. I laid down in my bed and slept what I thought were a couple hours. I Actually slept for a whole day and a half.
When I woke up, Jim was sitting in front of me, he looked at me with an angry face and whispered: "You should be dead". I screamed and he disappeared. I have a bad feeling about all of this. Please come help me.
Sincerely,
Milly.