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Rory shoved her hands in her pocket, and walked, her head down.
'Be strong' she tried to convince herself, but her heart was still fluttering. 'Maybe I'm doing the wrong thing?'
Rory suddenly stopped, and straightened. She stared down the street.
'Im not' Rory said to herself fiercely. 'This is the way it's mean't to be.'
She continued down the path, hurriedly, until she spied the market, and Dean, in his apron, packing some shelves.
Rory swallowed, and approached slowly.
"Dean," Rory said, in barely a whisper.
But Dean heard. He swiftly turned to face her, trying not to meet her eyes.
"Rory," he replied, quietly. "You're here."
"Yep I am," Rory said, attempting a cheery tone.
"We should go outside," Dean said, taking off his apron and still not looking at her.
Rory braced herself for what was to come, and followed him outside into the cold air. 'When had it become so cold?' She hugged herself.
They stood a few metres apart, both looking at their feet, not knowing what to say. After what seemed like decades, Rory finally spoke.
"Its over," Rory said, in a barely audible voice.
"What?" squeaked Dean, wondering if he had heard right.
"I dont want to be your girlfriend anymore," Rory said bravely, finally meeting his eyes.
Dean eyes were wide with shock and horror. "Whh.. what?" he said. "You cant be serious. You cant say it.. just like that!"
Rory's eyes shifted back to her feet. "I-I am sorry, Dean, you know that." Rory said, sincerely. "I dont want to hurt you."
"Well you have Rory!" Dean shrieked, tears in his eyes. "I've done nothing but love you!"
He took a few unstable steps backwards.
"This cant be real," Dean said, shaking his head. "I didnt see you with Jess earlier.."
"I care for him," Rory said quietly.
"And you dont care for me!?" Dean felt like screaming and running down the streets, flailing his arms.
"Ofcourse I do!" Rory shouted. "I do love you Dean! I always will! But Im not IN love with you anymore! Im so sorry! I never wanted to hurt you, and I am sorry! Im really sorry!"
She fumbled and tears started to stream down her face. "Im.. sorry.." She turned on her heel and ran away. Running away was what she commonly did nowadays.
Dean stood in the street, frozen, simply staring at the spot where she had last been. What had he expected after the encounter at the bus stop? Afterall, he had seen her in Jess' arms. Maybe he'd hoped it was all a dream.
"Go after the the girl," Taylor urged, as Dean walked back inside.
"You saw?" Dean said, his shoulders slumped.
"Go after her," Taylor repeated.
Dean looked regretfully out of the window.
"Not this time," Dean said, feeling much smaller than he was.
"Well if you're not going after her then, you're still on duty." Taylor muttered, hoping it may sway Dean.
"Whatever," Dean solemnly agreed, and then sat down in a chair behind the counter, putting his feet up.
Dean was agitated when the bell rang, signalling someone had entered the shop. He was still on duty, and that meant he had to serve customers. He grouchilly got up. His face went red with anger as he saw who the customer was.
"Bag-boy," Jess grinned.
Dean grunted, trying to restrain himself.
"Ill have some smoked bacon," Jess said.
Dean simply stood in his spot, glaring down at Jess.
"Oooh, ooh, dont do that towering thing." Jess dug at him.
"She broke up with me!" Dean spat, then lunged for Jess.
Jess took a couple of steps back, but his smile didnt falter. 'She chose ME' he thought.
"Sorry to hear that bag-boy," Jess said, now turning to the door.
"What about your bacon?" Dean yelled, but Jess had already left.
((Hmm, should I redo this chapter? It's 11pm. Me bad at writing. LOL, Ill go to bed, okay okay!))
Rory shoved her hands in her pocket, and walked, her head down.
'Be strong' she tried to convince herself, but her heart was still fluttering. 'Maybe I'm doing the wrong thing?'
Rory suddenly stopped, and straightened. She stared down the street.
'Im not' Rory said to herself fiercely. 'This is the way it's mean't to be.'
She continued down the path, hurriedly, until she spied the market, and Dean, in his apron, packing some shelves.
Rory swallowed, and approached slowly.
"Dean," Rory said, in barely a whisper.
But Dean heard. He swiftly turned to face her, trying not to meet her eyes.
"Rory," he replied, quietly. "You're here."
"Yep I am," Rory said, attempting a cheery tone.
"We should go outside," Dean said, taking off his apron and still not looking at her.
Rory braced herself for what was to come, and followed him outside into the cold air. 'When had it become so cold?' She hugged herself.
They stood a few metres apart, both looking at their feet, not knowing what to say. After what seemed like decades, Rory finally spoke.
"Its over," Rory said, in a barely audible voice.
"What?" squeaked Dean, wondering if he had heard right.
"I dont want to be your girlfriend anymore," Rory said bravely, finally meeting his eyes.
Dean eyes were wide with shock and horror. "Whh.. what?" he said. "You cant be serious. You cant say it.. just like that!"
Rory's eyes shifted back to her feet. "I-I am sorry, Dean, you know that." Rory said, sincerely. "I dont want to hurt you."
"Well you have Rory!" Dean shrieked, tears in his eyes. "I've done nothing but love you!"
He took a few unstable steps backwards.
"This cant be real," Dean said, shaking his head. "I didnt see you with Jess earlier.."
"I care for him," Rory said quietly.
"And you dont care for me!?" Dean felt like screaming and running down the streets, flailing his arms.
"Ofcourse I do!" Rory shouted. "I do love you Dean! I always will! But Im not IN love with you anymore! Im so sorry! I never wanted to hurt you, and I am sorry! Im really sorry!"
She fumbled and tears started to stream down her face. "Im.. sorry.." She turned on her heel and ran away. Running away was what she commonly did nowadays.
Dean stood in the street, frozen, simply staring at the spot where she had last been. What had he expected after the encounter at the bus stop? Afterall, he had seen her in Jess' arms. Maybe he'd hoped it was all a dream.
"Go after the the girl," Taylor urged, as Dean walked back inside.
"You saw?" Dean said, his shoulders slumped.
"Go after her," Taylor repeated.
Dean looked regretfully out of the window.
"Not this time," Dean said, feeling much smaller than he was.
"Well if you're not going after her then, you're still on duty." Taylor muttered, hoping it may sway Dean.
"Whatever," Dean solemnly agreed, and then sat down in a chair behind the counter, putting his feet up.
Dean was agitated when the bell rang, signalling someone had entered the shop. He was still on duty, and that meant he had to serve customers. He grouchilly got up. His face went red with anger as he saw who the customer was.
"Bag-boy," Jess grinned.
Dean grunted, trying to restrain himself.
"Ill have some smoked bacon," Jess said.
Dean simply stood in his spot, glaring down at Jess.
"Oooh, ooh, dont do that towering thing." Jess dug at him.
"She broke up with me!" Dean spat, then lunged for Jess.
Jess took a couple of steps back, but his smile didnt falter. 'She chose ME' he thought.
"Sorry to hear that bag-boy," Jess said, now turning to the door.
"What about your bacon?" Dean yelled, but Jess had already left.
((Hmm, should I redo this chapter? It's 11pm. Me bad at writing. LOL, Ill go to bed, okay okay!))