Sorry this took so long. More than a year I think.
Junior year in college and my internship took over my life~ Hopefully, I'll be able to finish this story before school starts again next month.
I wanted to end it on the second chapter but I thought of a twist. I hope it goes well and you like it.
Again, I'm not a writer so bear with me. I loved your reviews by the way, they are so encouraging especially for first time writers like me. I hope I can get more JThank you for reading!
This is the second chapter. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own 2 Broke Girls nor has anything to do with the show.

Chapter2

I walked out of the door, calm and poised. But, as I get out of the building, and walk further and further, my entire body started betraying me. My knees started to shake, my back slouched, my entire body felt heavy, as if I'm carrying the world on my shoulders. There is a pain in my heart that I haven't felt before. I sat on the bus stop bench, a few blocks from our… her apartment. I can't walk any longer, and I can't fight the tears anymore. They fell one by one, slowly at first. Then they kept on falling until I can no longer control them.

A year ago, I was crying on this exact same bench when they took away all our money. Now, I'm here again, sitting beside a sleeping hobo (who may or may not be alive), crying my eyes out because I had to leave Max. Except before, I just lost my money, now I lost the only person that truly matters. I've lost everything now.

She was right, of course. I'm no good for her. I only dragged her into trouble. All I did was disrupt her life. All the bad things that have happened to her are because of me. She almost died because of me. I don't deserve to be in her in her life, she's better off without me.

I forced myself to calm down, wiped away my tears as they fall. We should have stolen some tissues from the diner before we left.

Crap! Why won't they stop! Stop crying Caroline! Just… Stop. Get yourself together.

Defeated, I placed my hands on my knees, looked down and watched as my tears touched the ground like raindrops from a cloudy and sunless sky.

"Caroline?" A familiar voice said.

I looked up, surprised at who I saw, "William?"

I probably looked miserable, I can see the worried look in his eyes. His eyes, blue and beautiful, the ones that made me fall in love with him before. The same eyes that deceived me by making me believe his love was genuine and true.

"What happened to you? Where have you've been? Are you alright?" He asked all too fast as he rushed to comfort me. He hugged me, held me close to him. I wanted to protest, I wanted to be mad at him but I can't. I just kept crying.

"It's okay," he said in a soothing voice, "I'm here now. Everything's going to be alright."

I tried not looking at him when he let go of the hug, but he gently placed his fingers under my chin so our eyes would meet.

"I've been looking everywhere for you," he said as he caress my face, "I missed you."

I took a step back and remembered everything. I remembered how he dumped me on an email after we lost all our money. I remembered his arrogance and cockiness and how he flirted with max right after everything. He didn't even fight for me. Max fought for me. Max. She was there for me.

"Is something wrong?" he said with a puzzled look on his face.

"Is something wrong?" I repeated, "Is something wrong? How dare you ask me that? Get away from me William. I don't need you"

I pushed him aside and started walking away, but he suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to him.

"I'm sorry," he said, his face was pleading and sad, "I should have been there. I know. I wanted to but I couldn't then. But-"

"You couldn't?" I butted in and pushed him again, "William, you broke up with me. ON AN EMAIL"

"It wasn't me," he said, "I would never do that to you. When my parents found out what happened, they didn't want me to see you anymore. They threatened me. They said they would disown me but I told them to go ahead, I couldn't care less. And then they threatened you. They said, that if I go to you, they would find a way to make it seem like you were involved in the scam. That you were in it with your dad and you will rot in prison with him."

I looked at him, puzzled. His eyes, pleading, telling me his telling the truth. But, he can't be.

"You're lying," is all I could say.

"You know I'm not," he said as he held my hand, "I live here now, in Brooklyn. After making sure you're alright, I left my parents. I don't want their money, all I want is you. I've been looking for you, and now that I have found you, I'm not letting you out of my sight. I love you Caroline. You may not believe me now but please give me a chance to prove it."

He stared at me with a shy smile. I should say no, that I don't believe him.

"Please, Caroline. Just one chance," he said and I nodded. The tears came running down my face again.

He hugged me and planted a kiss on my forehead. He held me close to him as we walked. I should feel better now but I don't. I feel worse. I feel desperate. I feel pathetic. I feel empty.

Chapter 2- END