A/N: Ya, so I decided to continue, partly because I'm insanely bored. So bored, I just made a phone out of the basic shapes that OpenOffice comes with, Ya, I'm pathetic.

This chapter is Ben's perspective.

And away we go...

Here he was, sitting in his old room at his Dad's house. The posters he hang up as a teenager glaring down on him, as if disappointed in him. She was the best thing that ever happened to you. He could hear Indiana Jones telling him. It wasn't as if he made her break up with him. Although it was his fault. He was distant, too consumed in everything but the best thing in his life. The press conferences, interviews, book offers, and research for the next treasure he hoped to find. He shook his head, suddenly realizing how pathetic it all was, in comparison to her. Soon the darkened sky rained, with the thunder blaring, rattling the windows.

"Perfect." He told himself. Just what he needed, a horrible storm to make his horrible mood even worse.

They had agreed to separate the furniture. They were meeting the next week, a meeting he was regretting. He couldn't face her. Her perfect hair, her beautiful hair, just her. Abigail, the one person who could cure his pain, but the person who caused it. His phone rang.

"Hey man, this storm is crazy. I hate rain, it means that I can't drive with the top down." His best friend yammered.

"Ya, it's horrible here, I think it's right over me." he replied.

"I'm on my way over, I say we celebrate your freedom from the beast." Riley said laughing.

"Freedom from the beast? Abigail is not a beast." Ben replied.

"Ya, whatever. Do you think we can take your car? With gas prices these days, I need to be careful how much I take ruby here out." Riley remarked. Ben could just imagine him stroking some part of the car's interior.

"Ok, I'll see you when you get here." Ben said before hanging up.

Ben sat there for about 15 minutes thinking of where their happiness went, how did it end? When he heard Riley's horn, a lone tear raced down his cheek realizing the things he had planned for his future with Abigail would never happen. He quickly wiped it away, before running out to the red Ferrari.

A/N: I think I'm gonna do one more chapter. This one is much longer than the first chapter (I think), but I don't like it as much.

The little button wants some love ;)

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