DISCLAIMER: I don't own The Office. It pains me to write that.

Okay, so I know this has been done before. And I'm not copying (I swear it! Swear it, I say!) I just think this is an interesting idea and I wanted to see if I could write it. Anyway, enjoy!

Pam laughed, her cell phone between her shoulder and tilted head, as she set out dinner for her and Roy.

"Jim! I swear it happened!" she laughed again. "I swear!" The blue tablecloth….the good china…roast beef, potatoes, peas, carrots….a bunch of roses in the middle of the table. Was this okay? Pam wondered. She had never broken up with anyone before. Was she supposed to do it over a special dinner? Wasn't this more of a proposal set up? Well, how would I know? Pam scolded herself. She'd been proposed to at home in front of a football game on TV. She and Roy had been together for 10 years. They were engaged for Gods' sake!

"What am I doing here?" Pam muttered to herself. How had she gone so far into this? But the voice on the other end of the phone kept her going. She had to break up with Roy. She was in love with Jim Halpert. Putting down the last plate and adjusting so that she held the phone in her hand, Pam peered around the door frame. There was her (soon to be ex) fiancé. Sprawled on the couch watching a football game.

"Come on! Come ON! What the hell was that!" Roy yelled, sitting up straight and pointing to the TV.

Pam clutched the phone harder until her knuckles turned white. She was going to break up with him. She…she had to. Her heart was pounding and her hands were clammy. Jim didn't know it, but it was his voice that was helping Pam stay strong.

"Um, hold on for one sec Jim." Pam said. "Roy! Dinner will be ready in 2 minutes." Oh gosh. Had he noticed her shaking voice? The way she had stuttered on the word dinner?

"Coming!" Roy bellowed. He was there before she had hung up the phone.

"Roy's voice raised on every word until he was shouting. Pam didn't remind him that she had eaten at the table alone for the past 4 nights while he'd eaten on the couch.

"Jim, I'm sorry, I have to go." She felt a little panicked as he calmly said goodbye, he'd call her later. Don't hang up! I need you! She wanted to scream.

"HALPERT?" Roy roared.

"Roy…." Pam whispered as he loomed above her. She had never seen him get so angry so fast.

"PAM! Your speaking to this guy EVERY SECOND OF THE DAY! Can you stop for 5 SECONDS? God, Pam you're engaged to ME! Why can't you just stop BEING SUCH A SLUT?" Every word struck Pam like a slap. Roy loomed over her, his face turning red, his eyes very icy.

"Roy…p-please!" Pam tried to choke out the words.

SLAP! It happened so fast Pam barely knew what was happening. On second she had been standing, seeing Roy's hand fly up and now she was on the floor, her cheek on fire. Her cell phone was flung out of her hand, across the room. She raised her hand to her stinging cheek and stood up on trembling legs. Roy breathed out heavily.

"Roy….this…this is," Pam struggled. She was incredibly scared. More scared then she'd ever been in her entire life. Suddenly, she found her voice. What was she doing here? Why had she put up with this for 10 years?

"Roy." She said, softly but firmly. "It's over. This…this entire thing! Its over! For good! The wedding…it's off! It's over! I've put up with you for 10 years! You never treated me right! You act like it's a chore to get married to me! You say you love me but then why…why do you always stay out drinking? Why don't you come home until 2am? You have kept me….from my art. My dreams. My life. Well no more Roy! Its over! Its over! I'm…I'm done with you! I'm free of you!" She half laughed in wonder of herself. This was it! She was free!

SMACK! Roy was gaping at her, breathing heavily, tears in his angry eyes. Pam staggered and fell from the blow of his punch. She gasped sharply as her head hit the kitchen bench hard. She fell into a corner and stared at Roy. He raised his hand to hit her again but seemed to think better of it and instead swung his arm aside, sweeping the plates and cutlery from the table in one clean swing. Pam couldn't stop the scream that rose in her throat as peas bounced on the floor and the knives and forks scattered in every direction. The once clean tablecloth was stained with water from the vase and bits of potatoes and hung crazily off the side of the table. A fork scraped Pam's leg. Out of all the chaos, the fork was what she felt most, sharp against her leg. She cried out in pain, in fear. And suddenly thought of Jim. She wanted him here….so badly.

"Are you kidding me Pam? Are you KIDDING ME?" Roy was pacing, fists clenched. He kicked at the cabinets, the table, smashed glasses, sending shards of glass everywhere. Then he backtracked, pleading and begging Pam to stay with him. She shakily, but determinedly held her foot down. And then he'd left, slamming the door behind him, leaving Pam crumpled on the floor crying quietly. In all the wild frenzy of anger and chaos neither Pam nor Roy had noticed Pam's cell phone on the kitchen floor. Pam still hadn't hung up. And Jim Halpert had just heard everything that had just gone on.

Okay, so not so sure how that went. I'm going to add more chapters, but first I need (do you see where this is going?) REVIEWS! Please review! With every review a Twilight fan is converted to Harry Potter!

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