Days later, Rose sat on her bed, writing in a diary. She shared all of the romantic picnics, long dinner conversations, and swims in the lake near the Tyler estate.
She heard a sudden knock at the door. Glancing up, she saw the Doctor was watching her from the doorway. "Doctor." she said, and nothing more. "Rose." he replied. In one swift movement he was at her bedside. Rose clutched her diary to her chest, hoping he didn't see any of it.
"Ooh a diary! I used to have one when I was a kid! Weeeeeeell sort of a kid. If a childish adult with a yeti coat and recorder counts as a kid." Rose groaned and kicked him away. The Doctor caught her foot and kissed it. Rose let her tongue hand out her mouth, partially to tease him. "Ew."
The Doctor shrugged and lunged for the diary. He read, while Rose screamed and tackled him. Pushing Rose into his lap, the Doctor feasted his eyes upon information. "He's such a nice looking bloke." he read aloud, wiggling his eyebrows at her. "I'd want to curl up in bed and make love to him, if only he were the real Doct-" the metacrisis stopped, choking up with tears.
Rose stopped breathing for several seconds, feeling awful. Then she became angry. "It was your fault for reading it!" she said loudly. She snatched the notebook out of his hands and slapped him. Just then, Jackie walked in to see what all of the fuss was about. "My lord, Doctor! What have you tried to do to my daughter this time?"
Rose's cheeks flushed. "Nothing, mum." Jackie looked closer. "Looked like he was about to rape you." Rose's cheeks flamed at the thought. "No!" Jackie glared. "And he won't let you admit it. Probably had a knife or something. Knew I couldn't trust the bloke." Rose groaned, ashamed that she felt tears on cheeks. Jackie enveloped her daughter in a hug, causing the Doctor to have to quickly slide out from under her to avoid Jackie.
Pulling away, Jackie glared. "And as for you." Rose gulped. "Get out of my house." "Mum, he's got nowhere else so go!" Rose protested. "Then he'll live out on the streets." Rose sighed.
The Doctor, tears still dripping from his face, got up and left, still in Pete's slightly too large corduroys and a loose sweater. Rose lunged for him, but Jackie held her back.
Rose raced to the window to see the Doctor casually walking down the driveway. Seeing Jackie block the doorway, she sighed and watched as he walked away, fading into the busy streets of London.
