Roses POV

I didn't know quite were I was going, but I decided to walk further into the daylight and see what my mind would bring to me, my leg was hurting a lot but I really didn't care, I couldn't believe that Jack left me there so he could talk to and old friend! So much anger filled my chest. I walked into a small café and sat down in a booth, putting my head in my hands.

'What have you done, Rose? Jack loves you, you can't just walk out.' I went to stand up and possibly limp my way back to the small room I just came from, when a waitress showed up.

"Heya darl, where you off too?" She asked, I looked at her, she had her curly hair in a bun, and she was quite large.

"Oh – I was on my way back outside to meet someone." I smiled at her.

"Well, you're going to have to buy something before you can go." The women stood at the end of the booths chair, blocking my way.

"I have no interest in buying anything, and besides I have no such money on me." I negotiated.

"Well, that pretty bracelet looks good, you could pay with that." The waitress told me.

"This bracelet is worth the whole shop, new step out of my way!" I told her.

"Ow, your leg doesn't look too good, wouldn't it be a shame if it got hurt." The waitress glared at me.

"Yes, it would." I grabbed the waitress's shoulder and went to push her out the way, when she suddenly kicked my leg. I dropped down to the floor in agonizing pain.

"I told you, you need to buy something!" she shouted, no one else was in this café besides her and 2 other workers.

"You shouldn't of done that!" I screamed, clutching my leg.

"Okay, I will get some first aid for you, when you buy this muffin, coffee, tea, and 3 cookies."

"No!" I forced myself to stand up on my very sore leg and I punched her face, which she automatically clutched. I threw myself at her, knocking her down and then I punched her stomach numerous times letting out all of my anger.

"Do not mess with a girl who has been hit by a car, and has had relationship problems for the last months!" I yelled, and limped out of the café, the other workers staring at me in awe.

I walked slowly back to the small room, and opened the door. Jack was inside.

"I was so worried, where did you go?" he asks.

"For a walk." I reply, walking over to him.

"Rose, on that leg? You're going to make me crazy!"

"No, someone kicked it. It's okay, I'm fine." I reply. Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and a voice yelling, "Open up dawson!"