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Chapter Nineteen; Why didn't you tell me?
Me note; I'm sorry for the late update, I just had trouble with the beginning, so I decided to get right into the story.
"What the hell is your problem?" Alicia snapped at George who sat at the other end of the table. "They are trying real hard to give us a good time, but are acting like a spoilt child."
"I'm not acting like a spoilt child." George snapped back at her. They were at Shell cottage, where Bill and Fleur now lived after they had gotten married. Ever since they had arrived, George had been on a particular malevolent mood, Alicia couldn't understand why. Right now was they the only ones sitting left at the table, Fleur had walked out into the kitchen to get the dessert, Bill who had noticed the tension between Alicia and George, excused himself from the table to help Fleur.
"Fine, you're not acting like that, but why are you trying to ruin the mood?" She said back to him. They tried to keep their voices down, but Bill and Fleur could probably hear from the kitchen.
"Maybe cause, once again, I find out that you are keeping things from me." He snapped back. "Important things, things I need to know."
"What?" Alicia asked frustrated. "What is it that I have been keeping from you?"
"Why didn't you tell me that you kissed Wood?" He asked her, waiting for her response, but all he got was a shocked face in return.
How did he know, she hadn't told anyone about that. "How... how can you..." She was completely lost for words.
"And I had to hear about it from Katie." George said, he leaned back in his chair looking at her.
Katie, George and Fred had spent the day with her. So that explained why George had been in such a horrible mood. Alicia felt betrayed by her friend, sure she hadn't told Katie about that kiss, so how come she knew, and why did she tell George about it?
"That is none of your business." Alicia answered in a low voice, staring down at the table. She said that because she didn't know what else to say.
"It is." He answered bitterly.
"How?" She asked. "It's not like I have asked the name of every woman that you have shagged since we broke up."
"That is different, they won't be in our lives, Oliver is our friend, and he will always be in the picture." He said.
"If you really have to know..." Alicia said, getting real angry, well, at least it was better that she was yelling at him than starting to cry. "Yes, I have kissed exactly two people since we broke up."
"Yeah, I know about your little grope-out with Davies on Halloween." George said, not really being able to reconsider the words before they slipped out. "And you heard Fleur, even when he was having her as a date, he couldn't keep himself from looking at you from time to time."
That was it, that was all that Alicia could take. She stood up. She couldn't believe that Katie had told him about that, she had confined in Katie about that, it was something that was supposed to be between just the two of them. Friend to Friend. But Katie didn't care what she told anyone. And she knew what George was feeling toward Davies, how he felt about Davies thing for Alicia.
"I have had it." She said, she felt that she couldn't take so much more of this from him.
"Alicia..." George said, regretting his words.
"No." She said and turned around and started to walk toward the door. "I'm going." She whispered to herself, she didn't want to break up in front of them all.
Katie was supposed to be her friend, but just like Angelina, she turned her back toward Alicia. Maybe this was why the most of Alicia's friend was guys, she didn't have to talk to them, and if she did, they wouldn't listen closely enough to remember.
When Alicia reached the door, she took her jacket and opened the door; it had started to drizzle outside in the darkness of this November night
"Alicia, where are you go...?" She heard Bill's voice behind her, but she was too upset to pay any attention, she just slammed the door shut, she kept walking up the stone path to the country road, she had reached up to the side when she had heard the door open again and a pair of footsteps coming after her.
"Alicia..." She heard George's voice.
She stopped but didn't turn around. George reached her and pulled her arm in a try to turn her around, but she refused.
"I'm sorry." He said, she could hear on his voice that he was honest. But she didn't listen. "I overreacted." He said and walked up in front of her since she had refused to turn around. "Please can't you just come back?" She didn't look up at his face; she knew what look he would give her.
She knew deep down that she was only acting out of the hurt that Katie had caused her; she had actually nothing against George. The rain was falling heavier from the dark sky.
"Something's you can't take back." She said to him and looked at his face with her cry swollen eyes. "Maybe we need something more than Love to make this work." She continued, saying words she knew she didn't truly mean making her tears start to fall down her cheeks. "You don't trust me, if I say that something is in the past, you don't believe me, when Oliver kissed me in fifth year, I told him that I was in love with you." She closed her eyes for a second before continuing. "But you never bothered to find out my side of the story."
She started to walk down the road, she didn't know where it leaded, she just wanted to get out of there.
"Please Alicia!" She heard him yell after her. "Come back, we can work it out!" There was so much desperation in his voice.
"You don't get it, do you?!" She turned around and yelled back at him. She looked the person who was the biggest reason for her heartthrob and pain, he was standing there, he hadn't bothered to take on a jacket, he just stood there, drenched wet in a shirt and jeans. "We can't work it out this time, we are too different!" She yelled at him with anger, she reached for her left hand and then she drastically removed the ring on her finger.
"You can give this back to me when you truly trust me!" She yelled as she threw it at him, she wasn't standing so far away from him, but the rain was practically poured down so she had a little trouble seeing him. "I really do love you, but we need more than that." Then she turned around and apparated away from the scene, away from Shell Cottage, away from George.
When she arrived into London, she felt that she was wet to the bone; it didn't rain in London like it had up at Shell Cottage. She shivered as she made her way down through the street; it was the street in London she had walked the most when she lived here. Like she had it printed into her backbone she turned right and walked into the diner she knew would be open, since it had its opening hours up until one o'clock at night from Friday to Sunday.
She first took in the warmth of the inside before she walked up to the counter and sat down at one of the chairs by the counter.
Hi, may I..." The waitresses, who Alicia knew as Gretchen, came up to her, but when she looked up from her note pad and saw Alicia's face, she stopped. "What happened to you Alicia? You are drenching wet." She said a little shocked. "And you have been crying." She added.
"Hi, Gretchen." Alicia said with a fake smile to her friend, actually one of her closer friends from here, you couldn't work side by side with a person like Gretchen and not like her.
"What happened?" She repeated with a worry in her voice.
"It's been raining..." Alicia answered matter-of-factly.
"Yeah, an hour ago." Gretchen answered in the same tone. "You come with me." She said and walked around the counter and dragged Alicia with herself to the staffroom, in where she opened her own locker door and took out some of her clothes. "It's lucky you that we have the same size." She continued and got some clothes out to Alicia, who actually had been thinking of doing a drying charm on the black dress she wore, but she could go with some shoes; her high heels weren't the most comfortable shoes to wear when you are wet.
"Actually Gretchen, it's just my jacket that is wet." Alicia said. "And my shoes."
"Okay then, show me." Gretchen demanded.
"Can I go to the bathroom first?" Alicia asked, she didn't dare to do magic in front of a muggle, she was afraid that they ministry might track her through that.
"Okay then, but you are borrowing my shoes." Gretchen said and handed Alicia a pair of training shoes. "And my makeup, you need to freshen up yours." She also gave Alicia a small makeup bag.
Alicia got into the small and tad disgusting bathroom and did the drying charm on her dress and refreshed her makeup, the rain had made hers all mushy and rainy.
In her mind she went over everything that had happened tonight. That was partly why she had come here; nobody knew George and wouldn't ask so many questions about him.
And suddenly it hit her, she wasn't actually wearing her ring anymore, it felt a little weird not to have it there. She had broken it off with him, it pained in her heart at the mare thought of it. She actually regretted what she had done, she knew that the anger she felt actually was because of Katie, not George, but her subconscious defence mechanisms made her take it out on him.
She got out of the bathroom and joined Gretchen by the counter. A few moments after she had sat down, she felt somebody stand behind her. The unknown person leaned forward and softly spoke into her ear. Gretchen was out in the kitchen, so she couldn't be of any help.
"If you just come quietly with me Miss Spinnet, maybe they won't go so hard on you." The male person said to her. She knew suddenly by the way that he was talking that it was a ministry worker out to collect some extra gold, she didn't recognize the voice, so she guessed that he probably wasn't so dangerous.
Getting all over heated with anger, she snatched the big steel serving plate on the counter not so far from her and turned around quickly and hit him with it.
"Don't tell me what to do." She angrily told him and hit him several times over and over.
"Right, okay." The person said and put and arm up so that she would hit that instead. He moved toward the door and when he had opened it she stopped hitting him and used her foot to kick him out of the place. He landed hard on pavement, curious and shocked looks came from the muggles passing by, but Alicia simply ignored them.
"Go quietly?" She asked him confused when he turned around toward her. "Do you think I'm an idiot?" She continued and picked up his wand, which lay not so long away from him.
"Oh Merlin, you really are crazy." He said and got up to his feet.
"Yeah, I might be crazy, but I'm not an idiot." She said back and walked into the diner again.
Gretchen stood by the counter and looked at her with a shocked look.
"What?" Alicia answered. "I didn't like the way he was talking to me, that's all."
"Okay." Gretchen answered slowly.
Alicia stayed there until Gretchen got of work at closing time. They talked a lot, Gretchen told her all about what have happened in her life since they last met, and Alicia told her about hers, but she didn't mention anything about the war, of her previous engagement with George, her break in at the ministry, her supposedly best friend's betrayal, the fight with George, she didn't mention so much at all. It was mostly Gretchen who talked.
It was nice to have someone to talk to, even through Alicia actually didn't do the talking. At one o'clock in the morning Alicia considered the option of going home, and the chance of George being there. But then she didn't care anymore, it was her house, she could kick him out of her was there.
But he wasn't, the house was completely abandoned, Alicia didn't mind though, it would just make her more relaxed in her sleep.
Alicia stood in the room she had been sleeping in at Grimauld place; a bag was open on the bed, with Alicia's clothes in it. Alicia herself sat on the bed, her back toward the door. She heard the now well-known crack behind her.
"Alicia." She heard George's voice. "Don't leave."
"It's not like I can say against him." She answered, not turning around.
"Let's go away when you turn seventeen, just the two of us." George said. "It's just three days left."
"What about school?" She answered and stood up, facing him. "What about our parents, you siblings, Fred?"
"We can be back for school." George said and walked up to her. "I just want to be with you." He whispered and placed his hands on each side of her neck and kissed her softly.
"We can't." She said, feeling tears coming up into her eyes; she hated being the voice of reason. "It's dangerous to be out there, especially when knowing about the order."
"Then let's get married when you are seventeen." His voice was full with so much desperation, so much need for her. "It will be the only way to stop them from separating us."
Alicia looked him, one singly tear escaped her eye. She knew that in the wizarding law it was legal to get married at seventeen, she was almost at the verge to say yes. But she knew she couldn't, he had asked her to marry him for the wrong reason.
"I'm sorry, but I can't." She said, it hurt her so much to deny him. "We can't, it would be stupid."
"Please." He said and kissed her again. "Please."
"George..." She said and pushed him carefully away, she couldn't think straight with him so close to her all she could think about then was how much she wanted him, needed him. "No, I'm sorry, but I..." It hurt so much in her to say this. "I think it's better if we split ways."
"No." He moaned and tired to get close to her again. "Please."
"I'm sorry." She said and stroked away her tears. "But I think that it is better this way." She closed her bag and walked out of the room with it, leaving George behind.
George had no idea how long he stood there, taking in all that have happened.
"George." Fred stood in the door opening, looking at her brother. "What happened?" of course he knew what happened, but he thought that George might have to say it to realize it.
"I think we just broke up." He said, not looking at Fred, just staring forward. "For good."
Me note; I'm so sorry for the late update, but I had to rearrange the plan for this story, to make it more... exciting. I'm sorry about the unhappiness in this chapter, but the evil pain-loving creature in my head told me to... I have made up an over view of this story and written the last chapter. And unfortunately, there will not be an all happy ending.
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