She's Everything
A/N: This fic is slightly AU, also as of now it's a one shot...but if you want more just say the word...
Matt beat his steering wheel. He was already ten minutes late, and now he was stuck in traffic. Could the day be any worse, oh yeah, that's right, he almost forgot. He broke up with Emily last night. Why because his pride was hurt. Damn him and his stupid pride. In fact that was the reason he was running late anyways. He couldn't sleep at all the night before, she haunted his dreams. He flipped the radio on.
"DAMMIT," Matt screamed, as a song played that did nothing but remind him of Emily.
She's a soft place to land
And a good feeling knowing
She's a warm conversation
That I wouldn't miss for nothing
She's a fighter when she's mad
And she's a lover when she's loving
Tears formed in the corners of Matt's eyes. He reached for the dial, but he couldn't turn it.
She's a bubble bath and candles
Baby come and kiss me
She's a one glass of wine
And she's feeling kinda tipsy
She's the giver I wish I could be
And the stealer of the covers
She's a picture in my wallet
Of my unborn children's mother
She's the hand that I'm holding
When I'm on my knees and praying
She's the answer to my prayer
And she's the song that I'm playing
Tears falling freely from his eyes. He swiped at them violently. 'Why did I do this. Why did I have to hurt her' he thought to himself. 'Why can't I just move on' his thoughts continued.
She's the voice I love to hear
Someday when I'm ninety
She's that wooden rocking chair
I want rocking right beside me
Everyday that passes
I only love her more
Yeah, she's the one
That I'd lay down my own life for
And she's everything I ever wanted
And everything I need
She's everything to me
Yeah she's everything to me
Matt gasped, as it finally dawned on him. He wasn't just in love with Emily, he needed her, he wanted her. She literally was his everything, and he just let her slip through his fingers. His head fell against the steering wheel, as tears fell fast from his eyes. 'How could he have been so stupid' he thought.
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Matt all but ran from the elevator to their shared cubeicale. When he got there, Emily wasn't there.
"Matt, you've been reasigned," Cheryl said, from behind him.
Matt jumped at her voice.
"What?" Matt said louder than he intended.
"Emily came to me this morning. She said she couldn't be your partner anymore," Cheryl said.
"Why wouldn't she have talked to me first," Matt said, more to himself.
"Matt, what happened? She was almost in tears when she was talking to me. I had to send her home for the day," Cheryl said.
"Home, as in like her home?" Matt asked.
"Yeah," Cheryl said, dumbfounded as to where he was headed with his line of questioning.
"Cheryl, I've gotta go," Matt said, as he took off toward the elevator.
Cheryl immediately knew what he was doing, and she smiled to herself. That man could ruin any relationship, but this was the first time he had to tried to fix one.
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Matt picked up speed, taking side roads to by pass the traffic. 'Dammit' he cursed to himself. He zigzagged up and down different streets. He knew Emily, and that she sometimes does rash things when she's upset. He picked up his cell phone and hit speed dial one. It rang three times before the voice mail picked up. 'Damn voicemail' he cursed again.
"Hey you've reached Emily Lehman, leave me a message and I'll get back to you," Emily's voice said to him.
"Emily I know your hurting, and I know your pissed, but please wait at your house, we need to talk," Matt said, then hung up the phone.
He put the acclerator to the floor, and zoomed up and down a couple more streets, before he turned onto Emily's street. 'Please, please, just be there' Matt thought to himself.
He pulled into her driveway, and saw that her car was there. 'Good sign' he thought.
He got out of his car, and walked up the walkway, and stood in front of the door. He pulled out the key she gave him, and unlocked the door.
"Em," he called, as the house seemed to be empty.
"Emily," he called again, as he walked toward the kitchen.
He walked past the counter and saw a piece of paper. His stomach dropped, he didn't need to read it, he knew what it was.
Matt,
I need you to know that I didn't want this. I wanted you, and I still do, but I opened up to you. I told you I loved you, and by no means was it a lie. It wasn't and I do, but I haven't told a man I love him, ever. You took that for granted, you took me for granted. You broke my heart, and I'm sorry but I cannot forgive that. I hope you will move on from this, and from me.
Emily
Tears cascaded down his face. He was to late, and she was gone.