This could go down either one of two ways. One he will accept and not question her decision, which is very unlikely, and walk away peacefully. Or two the fighting will result with all their flaws and problems being brought out of the woodwork. Of course both would result in atleast one or both of them hurt. But the only good thing that could come out of it is Scott realizing that they really weren't meant to be while he pointed out the many things that were wrong with her.
It's common knowledge that women were the one's who always try to fix things in their relationships, but she just hoped that he wasn't one of the few guys who felt they could make any relationship work with just the right amount of persuasion and a was over. Jaimie's known for a while, she just never wanted to realize that they were to different, and that he couldn't possibly understand what she goes through.
So pulling up all the courage she had, she pulled her keys out of the ignition and made her way quickly to her front door so she woudn't turn chicken shit last minute and run back to her car and speed off to the nearest hotel, avoiding the inevitable. It had to happen,what better time then now. Best get it over with. Like ripping off a band-aid though more complicated. She unlocked the door, and walked in slamming it behind her to announce her presence faster.
Scott was jarred from his sleep on the her couch by the sudden noise. While he wiped the sleep from his face, Jaimie surveyed her apartment. 'Oh God.' She thought. Out of all the nights to plan a special dinner, it had to be the night she was telling him to get out of her life. Maybe not with those words, but the meaning is all the same.
Her dinner table had been draped with a red cloth with white candles sitting on the table had been set, and there was a small vase of rose set in the center. Her kitchen had pots and pans littering it, so she figured he must have been cooking again. So not only was she breaking up with him, she was going to be doing a shitload of dishes.'Great.' She thought with disdain.
She was brought out of her thoughts by a kiss on her cheek. "Hi baby." Scott said pulling her into a hug which she awkwardly returned
under the circumstances. He pulled away and said "I made you dinner." "Yeah I can see that." She said."Listen Scott we need to talk-"
But she was cut off. "Yes, I know." He said suprising her. "You do?" She asked."Yeah. We do. Or atleast I do. Need to talk to you that
is." He said chuckling nervously. "About what?" She asked. "Well..Uh..Why don't we sit down."He said. "Ok." She replied.
He took a deep breath. "Jaimie" He started. "We've been together for a while-" 'Oh Shit.' She had a bad feeling about this."-and I think that we are ready to take the next step." 'What the Hell.' She thought. This was going the opposite way. This was only going to get harder. So much for an easy out.
"What do you mean?" She asked. "What I'm saying is that I want to get married." He said looking at her with that hopefull puppy dog
look. She groaned internally, and wondered if God had something against her getting something in a non-complicated way. "Look
Scott, I-" Yet again cut off. "I know what your gonna say. But I've thought allot about this, and I think we can make it work." He said.
"So what do ya say. Me and you, spending the rest of our lives together?" He asked. "Well actually-" He started again. "I know you
don't like any of the wedding planning and all that mushy stuff, so I called my mom and she said she would help you..."
Jaimie having had enough of being cut off finally got out what she wanted to say. "NO!" She yelled. "What?" He asked. "No Scott. I can't- won't marry you. Ever." She said knowing it sounded harsh but she had to get it out.
"What do you mean Jaimie? Things were going so well?" He said. "No Scott, they weren't." She replied. "So you don't want to get married? You just want to stay like this?" He asked confused. "No..."She said trying to think of how to word it. "Then what do you want Jaimie?" His confusion quickly melting into frustration. "I want to break up." She yelled quickly. Even though it was the tip of the iceberg, it was good to get it out.
Scott just sat there starring at Jaimie like she had three heads. "Your serious? After all we've been through together you just want to end it?" He asked. "What have we been through? Nothing. We barely see each other." She replied. "Well I'm not the only one to blame here. Your never around either. Your always at your job which you won't tell me about by the way." He said, getting up and pacing around while she stayed on the couch.
"Yeah well, don't try to put all the blame on me." She said. "Why not? It might as well be. I mean what the hell was I thinking dating you, when clearly you don't have anything to put in this relationship." He said pointing an accusing finger at her.
"Your right." She said calmly."I don't have anything to put in THIS to different, and I honestly can't see things working out between us any longer."She finished. "Oh so your psychic now?" He replied. "Hey don't be a smart ass with me. I'm trying to end this in a mature peacefull way." He let out a laugh and threw his hands in the air. "Oh so clearly I'm the immature one because I wan't to try and work things out." He said.
She had had enough of this. "I'm only gonna say this once Scott. Its over. WE'RE-" she waggedher finger between the two. "-over. Alright. This isn't going anywhere. There's no fixing, because lets be honest, there was nothing to fix in the first place." She said.
The look on his face was a mix of emotions. Anger. Disbelief. And spitefulness. He picked up his stuff and walk towards the door, and
looked back at her just as he was about to step into the hallway. "Ya know Jaimie, your a real mess, and most guys don't go for that.
So when you get tired of being rejected, and realize that this is a mistake, don't come crying to me." He said, practically hissing the
words at her, then walking out and slamming the door shut.
She laid back on the couch, as a small tear slid down her cheek, and reached for her phone, and dialed a number. She was relieved,
and hurt. His words had had an effect on her, but she was happy that she had finally gotten that over with.
"Bendis." He answered. "Hey Dean its Jaimie." She said. "Hey, whats up? Miss me already?" He said being his normal cocky self. She smiled. "You wish." She laughed. "I was wondering if you wanted to go to breakfast in the morning...We need to talk."
'That's weird' Jaimie thought, how those four words could end, and possibly start a relationship. "Absolutly! When and where?"