Title: Picture To Burn

Rating: T

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A/N: Credit for the title of this chapter/lyrics in it goes to Aly & AJ and their song Division. I know it's not a song of exactly how Reid would be seeing things, but I don't know to me it just fit...but yea, thanks to everyone who reviewed and added an alert for this story! You guys really make my day...and it definitely makes me more motivated to write...so keepem coming! Hope you guys enjoy the chapter, and don't forget to review!

Chapter 2: Yeah, You Graduated.

(Reid's POV)

You chose to surrender
the best thing that's happened to you
What were you missing?
Were you just tripping?
Running away from your fear
was the best you could do
You made this decision
You chose our division

"Here ya go." I looked up from my pillow and quickly caught the brown paper bag Tyler had thrown at me. Thank God for my quick reflexes.

"Thanks, man." I said opening the bag to inspect the contents. Yes, two cheeseburgers and a large fries. I took them out of the bag and opened them to make sure they had what I wanted on them. What the hell? They're practically cold as ice. "Hey, what took you so long? It doesn't take almost an hour to pick up food from Nicky's."

Tyler looked up from his own food. "I made a pit stop at the Dells." He took a bite of his burger.

The Dells? What? "What? Why?" I asked confused.

"I saw Hannah's car parked up by the road, I wanted to make sure she was okay." He said after taking another bite of his food.

Whoa. Back up. "Who was she at the Dells with?" I felt something...like...anger...surge through me. I swear to God if she was with Abbott I'll fucking kill him.

"No one. She was by herself." I felt relief flood through me. But what was Hannah doing at the Dells this late by herself. And why is Tyler being so fucking evasive about it. Baby Boy better start talking.

"Why was she by herself? Doesn't she know that's not the best place to be by yourself in the middle of the night?" I felt another emotion flood through me, jeez, is this what happens when you date a girl for seven months and then break up with her? You turn into one? This is bull shit.

"She was burning a bunch of pictures and cards and stuff." She was burning pictures? Pictures of us? Was I really that bad of a boyfriend? Suddenly Tyler's phone went off. I watched him pull it out of his pocket, read what I guessed to be a text message and type something back and put it back into his pocket. "She's back here at the dorm's."

Good, she's okay. "Yeah, whatever." Tyler raised an eyebrow.

"You don't care anymore?" I shot him a dirty look. Of course I didn't care. Why should I if she didn't care enough to keep pictures of us and letters and cards I wrote for her? I mean me. Reid-fucking-Garwin. I don't write love letters. Ever. Fuck that. I only did it cause I thought she'd finally give it up if I did. See how well that worked out for me? "Reid?" Shit, I forgot Tyler was here.

"Of course I don't care. Why would I anyways?"

"Because you dated her for, oh, I don't know, seven months?" Tyler snapped at me.

"Yeah, if you could call it dating."

"You know, soon you're gonna realize what you had," Tyler said grabbing his jacket. What the hell was that supposed to mean? "and you're gonna wanna kill yourself for being the asshole who screwed up." He headed towards the door.

"Did you forget that she broke up with me?!" I said to the closing door of our dorm room.

Congratulations
Now you are free
You have earned your degree
Yeah, you graduated
This is your last separation from me.

You know that feeling you get, that nagging in the back of your mind when someone says something to you and you think about it too much? Well that's what I'm experiencing with the words Tyler said to me last night. How had I screwed up? I mean, she broke up with me, right? Her decision, not like I could've done anything to change it. Besides, now I'm a free man. I can do what I want, who I want, when I want, and not have to worry about her finding out and bitching about it later. Perfect...I think...

"What the fuck, Reid?" I had missed my fifth shot in a row. Dammit. "What hell is wrong with you tonight?" I rolled my eyes at Pogue. I wonder if I could get Nicky to sell me some beer tonight

"Shut the fuck up and shoot." He shot and missed. Fuck, he was worse then Baby Boy.

"What's wrong, Garwin?" Oh he is definitely the LAST person I wanted to see right now. "You know, now that you and Hannah are done, I can't wait to get her against my wall and fuck the shit outta her." I felt my eyes turn black as rage surged through my body. "She won't be able to walk straight for days." It was only Pogue's hand on my shoulder that got me to come back to my senses.

"Not like that, Reid" He warned in a hushed whisper and I let my eyes quickly fade back to their natural blue. Then I turned around and punched Aaron Abbott as hard as I could in the jaw. I watched him stumble back and was about to go after him when a smaller person got in between us.

"Reid, stop." She pushed her auburn bangs out of her eyes as she held a hand up in front of me.

"Hannah, if you heard what he said about--" Her green eyes met mine.

"It doesn't matter." She said, trying to dismiss it as if she didn't care. But I knew she did, I know her better then that. "It's not your place to fight for me...not anymore."

"OUT!" I saw Nicky standing a few feet away, baseball bat in hand. "Now Reid!"

"Yeah, yeah." I muttered grabbing my jacket off the back of a chair.

There'll be no more trying again
No more coming back
No more forgiving you
No more thinking that somehow the sum will be different
By using Division

I leaned up against the back wall of Nicky's, cigarette in hand. I didn't realize how much I missed smoking until now. I took a long drag before blowing smoke up into the air above my head.

"You started again already?" I snapped my head in the direction her voice had come from. There she stood, hands dug deep into the pockets of the leather jacket I had gotten her for her birthday four months ago. And she was wearing her favorite pair of faded jeans. I loved when she wore them, seeing as they were nice and tight, especially in the area behind her.

I shrugged "No reason not to anymore." I took another drag.

"Ugh." She moved towards me and grabbed the cigarette from me, throwing it to the ground and stepping on it with her left boot. My eyes narrowed and I glared at her. She didn't seem phased by it "I'm not gonna let you kill yourself in front of me."

"What do you want, Han?" She sighed, burying her hands once more into the pockets of her jacket.

"I'm sorry...if what I said in there was..." I could tell she was trying to pick her words carefully. "...harsh..." I laughed. Was she on drugs?

"You think that bothered me?" I laughed again. She sighed and ran a hand threw her long hair. I could tell she was getting frustrated.

"Okay, ya know what? Never mind, Reid." She turned to head back into the bar. No!

Half of your friends would attend before they ever knew
Why they are going
To this party I'm throwing
They would be thinking that I would be pleading to you
To get back together
Well how about never?

"Wait!" Shit. I gotta start thinking before I speak. She stopped, and slowly turned around. "I...I was just...look what he said, it was really degrading to you." I swear I saw the corners of her mouth turn up slightly. "Its just...it wasn't right, and he shouldn't be talking about you like that." Dammit, since when do I get tongue tied around a girl? But she's not just any girl I guess...No! Reid, she's just like any other girl, who gives a shit what she thinks or what anyone says about her.

"I appreciate it, but I don't want you getting into a fight with Aaron because of it." She said and I watched tug at her bottom lip with her teeth. God, how I wanted to kiss her... "We broke up, it's not your responsibility to defend my honor anymore."

"Shut up." I stepped closer to her.

"What?"

"Just shut up." I grabbed her and pulled her to me, crashing our lips together. I felt her respond back and her arms went around my neck.

You're gonna miss me, bad
So funny I had to laugh
You did this to you
Yeah, you did

I let my hands slide down her sides, and rest on her hips as I pulled her flush against me.

Suddenly she was pulling away. "Stop, Reid!" She was breathless, and I smirked to myself. "You can't do that anymore!" She said once she had regained her composure.

"Why not?"

"Because! Don't you get it Reid?" Here she was, frustrated with me, again. "We're broken up! Done! Over! You can't just kiss me anymore! It doesn't work like that!" She stood with her hand on her hips in front of me. My smirk grew wider. She looked so hot when she was mad. "Just forget!" She threw hands up in the air and I watched as she turned and headed back into Nicky's. I sighed miserably. I seriously don't understand what the hell is wrong with her...or me for that matter. Ugh. This sucks...I hate when Tyler's right.

Congratulations
You've graduated
You finally got your degree
in your last separation from me
Congratulations
You've graduated
To being alone by yourself
Let me throw you a party, farewell,
Farewell, farewell, farewell, farewell well, well, well...