A/N: I know i should probably leave it longer between chapters to post, but i thought i ought to post it for some odd reason! OK then; without further ado onto part 3...

OK, ground; if you could open up and swallow me right now I would REALLY appreciate it. Thanks.

Unfortunately, there was no such luck. Now I had to act. Weather it be to rip his head off in sudden fury, or to take the high road and discuss this like rational adults, I had to decide.

I tried.

I really tried.

But I've just never liked the high road, you see…

'No'

'Sorry?'

'I said, no. No I am not going to give you your peace of mind-you don't deserve it. And I'm sure as hell NEVER going to go out with you! You are possibly one of the vilest people I have had the misfortunate of meeting in my entire life. You make my sister's life a living hell, by separating her from a guy-your BEST FRIEND! -Whom she is deeply in love with; you know, this feeling that you seem to have so deep! A problem is that you don't seem to notice it when it's staring right at you; it was impossible not to see it! And don't even get me started on George! What the hell did he do to deserve that treatment from you; he was like your brother! How nasty can you be? And one last tip: when you next decide to declare you full, unrequited love to someone don't start to list all their faults, and how much you wish it wasn't so. That might just help you get a better response than this one!'

'Wow.

OK. I'l- I'll be going then. I don't need to hear anymore, I think you've made yourself clear enough. Night, Bennet.'

And with that, he turned and just left. Yet again, the world just seemed to stop. I didn't believe it; I'd just told the Voldermort of our time, the chalk to my cheese, the, well you get the picture- the Darcy to my Lizzy.

Id just told him exactly what was wrong with him; finally vented my fury on the guy that had, had it coming to him ever since our first meeting. Surly, if nothing else, that should make me feel exhilarated, on top of the world?

So why on earth did I feel emptier than I could ever remember? And why, why was the flow of tears just refusing to stop?

Oh, Fuck.

What the hell happened?

Out of all the ways it could have gone, did it really have to go like that?

What did I say? I know it could have been I little more pleasant but did it really warrant that response?

Oh no you don't, don't try and blame this on Lizzy you git. It isn't her fault, any of this.

Well you would bloody say that wouldn't you-oh god; I'm having an in-depth conversation with myself. How can that be good? It can't…

I'm back-great; I would say home, but I'm not; God I wish I were at Pemberley, back home with Gee and everyone. I cant stand much more of dear Aunty Catherine. Lizzy's been the ONLY, and I'm not joking; ONLY thing that's been keeping me sane here. And now, well I wont be seeing her for a while.

Try the rest of my life.

Why did it all have to fuck up so royally?

What the hell should I do?

As I entered the house I kept my head down low, not making eye contact with anyone, mumbled something about a headache and not to worry, then rushed up the stairs. Bugger.

It was true I had a headache though, ever since I'd left her, her words had been repeating in my head over and over.

'You are possibly one of the vilest people I have ever had the misfortunate of meeting in my entire life.'

Stop. Bloody well stop!

'…Don't get me started on George! What the hell did he do to deserve that…'

Not Fred; how could she be fooled so easily by that, that treacherous, gold digging bastard? She had to know the truth about him at least.

'…When you next decide to declare you full, unrequited love to someone don't start to list all their faults, and how much you wish it wasn't so….'

"SHUT UP!"

"Will, darling whatever is the matter?"

Bugger. Did I really just shout that out loud?

"Will! William! Are you quite alright?"

Oh god, that's the last thing I need: a heart to heart with darling Aunty Catherine.

" Yeah, Aunty, sorry about that…erm, it was some creature outside, in-in the garden and it was making a dreadful sound. It was disturbing me and I lost control. I hope I didn't shock anyone?"

Did she really buy all that?

"Oh, Will, I dreaded to think what was up there! –Something in the garden did you say? Should I get someone to look; encase it is unpleasant?"

Oh, Lord, the woman is unbelievable.

"No, no; I'm sure its nothing too unpleasant; apart from its foul noise, but it's stopped, at least for now. If it resumes I shall inform you."

This was too long a conversation, even if I wasn't looking at her, her voice was enough to send me hurtling into an even worse mood than I was already in.

"Oh, what a gentleman you are; my daughter is an extremely lucky woman"

Errrrr. Please go away now. You really need to understand there is NO way I am marrying your anorexic, characterless daughter who has only inherited your obscene judge of character.

"Ha; speaking of which, won't the rest of your company be wondering as to where you have gone?"

Subtle, but would it work?

"Oh, how I forgot! I was so engrossed in our little tête a tête I quite forgot. I should return, certainly Mr. Collins will be fretting of my disappearance."

Of course he bloody will; he'd kiss the ground you walked on if he wasn't busy complimenting your every move.

"Don't let me keep you any more; return to you guests, good night."

"Yes, adieu William"

Adieu? Who still says that?

I'm serious. She is one crazy lady-but now she's gone!

Hmm, what now? Lye awake for hours thinking of Lizzy or lye awake for hours thinking of Lizzy.

Thrilling options those.

No sleep for me tonight.