The Painful Truth
Tired. Exhausted. Completely and utterly drained.
Yet I couldn't go back to sleep. I couldn't stand to see the nightmares again. The constant reminder that I was only his friend.
They always start the same way.
Me in the Doctor's strong, slightly cold arms with him beaming down at me. I feel happy and content, just the two of us together.
And then she shows up.
Rose Tyler.
The Doctor pushes me away as if I was on fire and gleefully runs over to the blonde, pulling her into his arm and into a heated kiss.
I keep calling out to him and he finally turns to look at me, and then he says those words.
'Thank you for being my mate, Donna. At least until Rose returned to me.'
That's all I was. A mate, a friend, a companion. The nightmares showed me that.
Yet it still tore my heart as he turns away from me and leaves with the smirking Rose.
It shouldn't break my heart.
But it does.
It would kill me if the Doctor found about how I feel about him. He loved Rose. He could never be able to love boring, old Donna Noble.
And yet, how I wish he could.
Stop being so daft, Donna. Like he could ever love you.
No, he can't.
I know now though, that if Rose comes back, then I'll save Martian boy the trouble and just throw myself out into the Vortex.
I feel better now, knowing that my beloved Martian would probably be grateful that I left before I became even more of a burden.
He'll finally be happy once his Rose comes back.
Then the nightmares will go away at last.