So, I guess I should have mentioned that Jim is VERY OOC in this story. Some of you may not like where this is going. All I ask is that you keep an open mind.

DISCLAIMER: All I own are my ideas. Nothing else. Here's chapter 2… Enjoy!

It was easier to be angry. When he was angry, he didn't cry; sometimes he smiled (albeit a little on the evil side), he didn't mope, and he had more energy. With a move to Connecticut coming up within the next couple of days, he needed that extra boost of energy. All things considered, he didn't feel bad that he was angry. In fact, he was happy he was angry. It's her fault! That's all he had to keep telling himself. It was her fault he was leaving. It was her fault he was miserable. She's the one who rejected him, now she's the one who will suffer the consequences.

With everything in order for his transfer, all Jim had to do was find an apartment. He figured, he'd go up there on Sunday, find a place to live, sign the papers and the moving truck would meet him there later that day. He'd be ready to start work on Tuesday. No goodbyes; no one had to know. His lips curled into a Dwight-ish smile when he realized how hurt Pam would be when she found out he was gone for good; without even saying good-bye to her.

He wanted her to suffer. He wanted her to see what it felt like to be rejected on such a level. He hoped Roy hurt her in such a way that she regretted rejecting Jim. Brushing away the pang in his heart at the thought of Roy hurting her, he kept repeating his mantra: It's all her fault, it's all her fault, and this is all because of her!

Jim sat down on his couch and turned on HBO… he just had to try and get his mind off things. Noticing that Phantom of the Opera was on, he was about to change it when he saw the Phantom come on screen. For some reason, it captured his attention and he leaned back to watch it.

Seemingly mesmerized by the storyline, he couldn't help but sympathize with the Phantom. Here was a man, shunned by the woman he's in love with; a woman he's done everything for, and she's eternally ungrateful. He notices the Phantom's weakness at the end and resolves to not be so weak in life.

Jim's phone buzzed against his thigh making him jump. Pulling it out of his pocket, he saw that he had a new text message from Pam. Call me it said. He chuckled to himself and deleted it from his phone. He wasn't going to call her. Talking to her would just make things worse. She probably just wanted to stomp on his already crushed heart anyways.

Sighing, he decided that he needed to finish packing and get to bed. He had to wake up early the next morning to organize all the boxes for the movers to load into the truck. Then he needed to drive to Stamford and find some new living arrangements.

Jim decided he needed some background music. Shuffling over to his CD Rack, he picked out Hybrid Theory by Linkin Park. It had some hardcore music on it; exactly the type of music to fit his mood. With You came on and he thought it was ironic how that song fit his life today.

I woke up in a dream today
To the cold of the static, and put my cold feet on the floor
Forgot all about yesterday
Remembering I'm pretending to be where I'm not anymore
A little taste of hypocrisy
And I'm left in the wake of the mistake, slow to react
Even though you're so close to me
You're still so distant, and I can't bring you back

It's true
The way I feel
Was promised by your face
The sound of your voice
Painted on my memories
Even if you're not with me
I'm with you

You
Now I see
Keeping everything inside
You
Now I see
Even when I close my eyes

I hit you and you hit me back
We fall to the floor, the rest of the day stands still
Fine line between this and that
When things go wrong I pretend the past isn't real
Now I'm trapped in this memory
And I'm left in the wake of the mistake, slow to react
Even though you're close to me
You're still so distant, and I can't bring you back

No, no matter how far we've come
I can't wait to see tomorrow
No matter how far we've come
I can't wait to see tomorrow
With you

Shaking his head he continued to finish up his packing. All he had left to do was pack up his "home office" has Pam had called it. Tears began forming in his eyes and he blinked them back. It's all her fault, she's why I'm leaving he repeated that over and over in his head until the tears went away and replaced themselves with anger.

Yes he liked being angry. It was so much easier.

Well, there you go, there's Chapter 2. Read and Review please! Should I continue?

-Lunar Penguin