A/N: So-I suck. I know. Enjoy!

All alone on a Sunday morning

Outside I see the rain is falling, whoa oh..

Inside I'm slowly dying

But the rain will hide my crying, crying, crying

Juliet sighed softly. Her legs were drawn up underneath her body, as she stared out the window. The rain was pelting the concrete with renewed force. The dark sky outside let out a loud rumble of thunder that shook the wall beside her. A brilliant flash of lightning streaked the sky. Silent tears slipped down her cheeks.

She had married Shawn Spencer one year ago today. It had been the most beautiful day of her life, and it was still engrained in her head just how much they loved each other. However, six months into her fairytale happy ending, Shawn became distant. Juliet had lost count of how many times he had canceled their dinner plans to hang out with Gus instead. It seemed like the moment he put that ring on her finger, he knew he had her. She was worried that he no longer enjoyed spending time with her, that he might even no love her anymore. He was back to his flirtatious self, and right in front of her. Like it didn't bother her that he was eying some blond bimbo in a halter top.

Her body started to jerk as sobs broke through. She was constantly in pain. Her heart was always hurting, because he was always breaking it. The worst part was that he would realize her pain, and make up for it. Things would be amazing for a few days before he slipped back into his old ways of ignoring her. That's what hurt her the most. The fact that he didn't even care enough to pretend anymore.

She sighed, as she stood up, turned off the television and eyed the clock. Almost midnight. As if it was the first time he's lied to her.

And you

Don't you know my tears will burn the pillow

Set this place on fire

'Cause I'm tired of your lies

All I needed was a simple "Hello"

But the traffic was so noisy that you could not hear me cry

By the time Shawn came in, Juliet was curled up in bed. He smiled softly, as he crawled in beside her. His arm snaked around her body, pulling her body taut against his. Smoothing back her frazzled hair, he kissed the side of her head.

"Goodnight, Jules. Love you."

Juliet's eyes were slitted, as she pretended to be asleep. Her heart raced at his words and she found herself even more excited when she didn't smell alcohol on his breath. However, just as quickly as the close intimacy occurred, it ended. Shawn's body went lax beside her, his arm draped loosely over her thin frame. She eyed the clock and groaned. It was three in the morning. Tears filled her eyes again, causing her eyes to burn uncomfortably. Turning slightly, so that she was on her back, Juliet eyed Shawn's sleeping form. He hadn't even changed out of his clothes. That's when she spotted it. The streetlamp outside the window lit it up like the Fourth of July. Tears started to flow down her cheeks, as she shook Shawn's lifeless body.

"Ugh! Jules. Sleeping here!"

Juliet pressed her fist against her mouth to keep the sobbing to a minimum. It was like a bright red beacon, flashing it's lights right in front of her face. It screamed cheater. If the lipstick on his shirt collar wasn't bad enough, then the lipstick on his cheek and neck were the final nail in their marriage coffin. It was suddenly a weight sitting on her chest. She had been right. He didn't love her anymore.

Turning away from him, her body started to jerk as she shoved her face against her pillow as another sob tore through her body. She couldn't do this anymore. Once and for all, she was going to confront him, and then she was going to file divorce papers.

I gave you my love in vain

My body never knew such pleasure,

My heart never knew such pain

And you, you leave me so confused...

Now I'm all cried out, over you

Juliet smiled brightly, Shawn sat in his recliner watching a baseball game on television. Occasionally he'd yell out about a bad call, as he sipped on his beer. She twirled the ring on her left hand, as the gold band glinted in the mid-afternoon sun. Juliet had never felt happier in her entire life.

"Shawn?"

He grabbed the remote and paused the action on the screen in front of him, before directing his attention toward Juliet. "Yeah, babe?" He smiled her favorite lop-sided grin.

"I was just thinking that it's so beautiful outside, do you wanna take a walk with me?"

He sighed for a moment, before siphoning half the reminder of the bottle of beer. "Jules, do I look like the go for a walk type of guy?" His hands motioning to his body.

"Yeah. You have a point. I just thought we could do something fun together."

He smiled impishly. "Oh I can think of something a lot more fun to do, then walking." His eyebrow quirked suggestively.

"Oh really?" Juliet tried to hide the smile that wanted to creep onto her face.

"Oh yeah. It involves both of us and a very squeaky bed. I'm also fairly certain that involves annoyed neighbors, but that's neither here nor there." Shawn waved his hand back and forth, as he let down his recliner. Sitting on the edge of his chair, he smiled at Juliet before motioning for her to come toward him.

"That does sound fun..." Her voice grew husky. She stood up, and walked toward the wall and leaned against it. "But why should I walk all the way over there, when the bedroom is over here?"

Shawn's eyebrow quirked for a moment, before he growled. Juliet yelped as she took off running toward the bedroom with Shawn on her heels. His hands dove out to grab a hold of Juliet's sides. She screamed for a moment before his fingers started to dig into her sides. Her screaming ebbed over into laughter.

"Shawn...Shawn stop!" She said in between giggles. Her hand reached out to swat at his arms.

"Oh you're not getting off that easy! You made me run, you must pay!" Shawn chuckled as he lifted her up, before tossing her to the bed. His arms pinned her to the bed. His hands hovered over her sides, as she fought against the laughter bubbling up inside of her.

"Shawn!"

He smirked for a moment, before ducking in for a kiss. "Come on, Jules. You can't stay mad at me." He wagged his eyebrows.

Juliet laughed, before swatting his chest. "I suppose not."

"I love you, Jules. So much." His eyes glistened slightly.

"I love you too, Shawn. So much." She leaned in and kissed his lips lightly.

I'm over you, oh yeah you

Never wanted to see things your way

Had to go astray

Oh why was I such a fool, baby

Now I see that the grass is greener

Is it too late for me to find my way home,

How could I be so wrong?

Shawn yawned as he patted Juliet's side of the bed. He groaned, as he lifted himself into a sitting position. A wonderful four hours of sleep. Fantastic. He stood up, at least he was dressed, even if the same clothes that he had on from the night before. Running his hands through his misshapen hair, his feet padded down the hallway as he went to the dining room.

"What's for breakfast, babe?" Shawn called, as he sat down in a chair.

"Bacon and eggs." Juliet yelled back, before walking into the room with a plate full of food. Sitting it down in front of him, he leaned his head back as she kissed his cheek.

"Cheek?"

"Yeah, we need to talk."

Shawn groaned, as he ran a hand over his face. "About what?"

Juliet sighed, sitting her plate down. She remained standing, as she played with the hem of her shirt. "About the constant lying, Shawn. The fact that you have lipstick on your shirt and face. If your screwing someone else, I'm pretty sure I have a right to know."

His head dropped. "Jules." It was merely a whisper but the tone of his voice gave her the answer she was praying she wouldn't get.

"You bastard!"

"Listen to me! Let me explain!"

Juliet paced the space beside the table. Her hand in her hair. "Explain? How do you explain cheating on me?"

"It's not that cut and dry, Jules..."

"Don't!" Juliet turned on her heel and pointed at him. "Don't you dare! You've lost the right to call me that!"

"Juliet. Please."

"No! I can handle some of the crap you've been pulling, but Shawn, I have to draw a line somewhere. We've been married a year—yesterday! Oh wait, perhaps you forgot, since you didn't even come home to celebrate our anniversary!"

Shawn sighed. "Shit. I knew I was forgetting something."

"Oh yeah. What, were you too busy screwing your slutty mistress to worry about your anniversary with your wife?"

Shawn stood up, the chair he was sitting on toppled over. "It was once! One time, I made a mistake!"

"Really, am I just supposed to believe that, Shawn? So why have you been coming in at two and three every morning? Because you just love getting no sleep?"

His head dropped forward. "She's been stalking me. I didn't want her to hurt you! So I stay out late to ensure that she's left, and then I come home."

"I don't believe you for one second. I just—I can't do this! I have to get ready for work. When I get home, I want you gone. I mean, take your shit and get the hell out of the house, kind of gone. Believe me when I say this, Shawn. If one piece of clothing or one of your stupid action figures is left in this house when I get home, I will burn it. All of it!" Juliet turned on her heel and stormed off to the bedroom.

Shawn sighed, as he ran a hand through his hair. "I am sorry, Jules." He whispered as he headed to the bedroom and started to pack his bag. He'd have Gus help him retrieve the rest of his belongings later on. Once his bag was packed, he grabbed his keys and hopped on his bike. With one last, longing glance at the house, he took off down the street as tears slipped down his cheek.

You hate me, I'm awful. I know! I fought with myself on this one. I didn't want to do it, but this is one of my all-time favorite songs...so yeah...fluffy chapter up next!