I'm aware it's short, but there's the hugest of cliff-hangers at the end.
Enjoy.

Silence. Just silence as they cleaned the dishes. Together, but…silent. Emma normally liked the quiet, or how an empty room could be so loud, but not now.
"So, how was your day?" She asked, trying to break it.
"Fine." Just fine.
"Mine was pretty good, but some of those kids have real problems." He grunted, completely out of it. She smiled weakly and continued. "Like today, one kid came to me with a petition to create an aquarium in his locker…crazy, huh?"
"Yep."
Her body suddenly chilled from head-to-toe with Goosebumps, but not the good kind. Will wasn't speaking to her, had she done something? Ever since they said those three supposedly simple words, everything had seemed…off.
Oh no, did she ruin everything? "What happened to you today?"
"Nothing really."
Two words, which was a step forward! She groaned at her silent sarcasm, that was surely a sign of desperation.
"So, why didn't you sit with me at lunch today?"
"Dunno." Now he was forming two words into one.
"I just thought it was a little strange, I mean we've sat together every day since we started dating."
"I needed a break."
That hit her, hard. He needed a break from what, her?! "Well, that's ok, I guess…"
Silence.
"Did I do something?" She said softly, her voice cracking in a thousand different places.
"No." Liar, he was acting like a zombie or something.
"Well, you just seem kind of off today. If you want me to go home, I can and I'll just see you tomorrow maybe."
"Just, no, let's watch TV for a little while."
Soon some type of sitcom was flashing before their eyes, and he sat on the other edge of the couch. Did she smell? Emma discreetly checked to make sure. Her deodorant smelled of lilacs, that was a nice scent… Trying to scoot closer to him, Will instantly looked at her with a weird face. "What are you doing?"
"I – I don't know, you just seem kind of like you had a bad day."
"Well, I didn't, ok?!" He said, sounding frustrated. Their conversation had started getting louder, what if the neighbors heard?
She remained silent for a few moments, and then suddenly her brain kicked in. Emma jumped up, walking over to the kitchen again. "No, Will, it's not ok!"
"What's wrong with you today?"
What was wrong with her?! "You're being…mean! Every conversation I attempt to have with you, I just get rejected."
"Emma, that's insane."
"See, no it's not, you're not being yourself and I don't know why."
"Maybe I'm just tired, and I don't really feel like talking to anyone." The fight's volume level just kept rising.
"Then why am I here?"
"I don't know, just come sit down."
"I still think something else is wrong."
"God, Terri, would you just listen to me?!" Will screamed in frustration; there was no chance the neighbors hadn't heard that.
Silence followed as they both realized what he had said.
"Terri?" Emma managed to squeak out, but she could feel tears beginning to appear.
"Emma, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean that. You know I love you, I shouldn't have said her name –"
"No, Will, you shouldn't have. I knew saying I love you would ruin everything." She didn't sit around to hear his apologies; he and his wife were fully divorced, and the two of them had been dating for almost eight months. There was no excuse for saying her name, especially considering they were nothing alike…right? Even if they were fighting, there wasn't a logical reason for that.
Emma grabbed her jacket and keys, running out to the car as fast as she could. She had to get home now. Rain poured down on her and disguised her tears, but not the mascara that started flowing down her cheeks. She climbed into the car, her hair already soaking, and tried to ignore the mess she was making. Will was now standing outside, watching her as she left, but she ignored him and rushed away at top speed.
She turned the radio up and tried to block out the outside world, for her entire body was now shaking. Unable to figure out whether it was from the cold rain or her extreme sadness, Emma decided to just ignore it and continue driving. The car would swerve every now and then from her continuous trembling, but she just continued on at a faster speed. Home, home was where she needed to be. Her vision blurred from the tears that blocked her eyes, and she almost missed her phone ringing on the dashboard.
"What?!" She screamed into the phone, knowing it was Will. "What could you possibly have to say to me?" Emma hadn't known she could yell that loudly.
"Please, come back and talk to me. I'm so sorry, it was a mistake I just let it slip. You know I love you more than I ever have with anybody."
"Obviously not, call me when you have your ex-wife out of your thoughts." She hung up and slammed the phone down, her tears now running down her cheeks almost as fast as her speed.
Emma looked up from her phone and shuddered, now focusing back on the road. As she turned her eyes back to driving, high beams from another car blared against her face and she shrieked, quickly trying to get back into her lane. The slippery roads caused her car to spin out, and there was nothing she could do but to go whirling off the side of the road without control - right into a tree.

And everything went black.