Mickie was sat in a coffee house looking out at the rain beating against the window when someone sat next to her.

"hey" randy said softly sitting down opposite her with his coffee she looked at him "you look tired"

"not slept much" she said looking down at her drink, mickie wanted to cry as she thought about how John a year ago would of liked the fact she was being civil with his friend. Mickie hadn't cried in public or in front of anyone since the day, the day she left John which was a little over a week ago. She learned to save all her tears for the times when she was alone, and every night she cried herself to sleep like clockwork. If Beth noticed during the nights when they were sharing a room, she never mentioned it. She also refused to talk to anybody other than Beth about what she was feeling, because she was tired of looking pathetic in front of everyone. And she gets the line, well you did leave him, little did they know what she did put with and for how long.

"yanno, John was burned out, he wasn't himself"

Mickie shook her head "dont make excuses randy, he knew what he was doing"

Randy looked at her "maybe he did m-"

"he did randy and he couldn't care less how it made me feel" she said softly sipping her coffee

"when he lost you" randy spoke "it was like a wake up call for him, he realised what he had done"

"im not getting into this randy, nothing you can say will make me ever think what he did was right or justified"

"im not trying to, ive told him what i think about the situation, and personally i wouldn't blame you if you filed for divorce tomorrow but, he's trying mickie, you've got to see that"

"how can i when i dont see him or even talk to him" mickie asked "yanno, i walked away hoping he would do the chasing for once, prove in spite of what he said about me he still loved me" mickie looked down "not once has he even tried"

"mickie you know he loves you" randy said softly

"do i?" she questioned "you've not seen the looks or heard what he's said to me" she said "look i have to go" mickie sensed her tears coming and needed to leave before anyone sore them rolling down her face

"mickie" randy turned around calling after her, he sighed and turned back to the table to find his phone ringing "hello?"

"hey its me"

"oh, hey john, what's up?"

"ive just got done with the psychiatrist"

"and?"

"i feel good, sleeping in till noon some time on my own talking to someone about what im feeling, yeah, i feel less stressed and angry already"

"that's good man" randy said softly

"so what's going on your end" john asked sitting down in the apartment he bought with Mickie, he had hoped to spend time away without reminders of what he had lost but there was things linked to Mickie everywhere in every room.

"um, not a lot, the usual" randy said

Mickie slammed the main door and rushed right to her bedroom got under the covers and cried. "babe" Kelly said softly coming into the room, she sat on the side of the bed "it's ok to miss him" she said looking at the bump in the covers "you loved him for 6 years people do understand those feelings don't just go away because of the way he treated you"

"i just want him to hug me and tell me everything's gonna be ok like he used to" she cried from under the covers Kelly touched the place Mickie lay under the covers

"he'll be back next week, maybe you should talk to him" when there wasn't a response Kelly stood up and left the women in her room and closed the door quietly.