Chapter Nine - Always There

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The Day Seemed Slow, And She Avoided Seeing Either Of Them.

The Lunch Came Around.

And She Thought This Was A Good Opportunity To Talk To Imogen.

So, After She Collected Her Lunch, She Walked Over To The Table, Where Imogen Sat Alone.

"Imy Can I Talk To You Please." Evie Said Quietly Walking Towards The Table.

"No Evie! You Only Want To Talk Because Your 'Boyfriend' Has A Girlfriend!" She Shouted Loud Enough For The Entire Cafeteria To Hear.

"No That's Not Why I'm Here. And How Did-"
"Save It! You Left Me... I've Been Alone For Months And Now You Come Back Expecting Me To Just Move On!"

She Pauses As Evie Stood In Gulit And Embarrassment, Feeling The Eyes Of Everyone In The Room Drool All Over Her.

"Your Hopless Evie." She Whispered And Walked Away.

There She Stood.
Alone Again, Knowing How Selfish She Had Been.

It Would Be Even More Embarrassing If She Sat In The Cafeteria, So She Walked Outside.

It Was Raining.
As Usual, They Live In England.

She Sat On The Wall, With No Coat And An Apple In Her Hand.

"You'll Catch Your Death Out Here." A Familiar Voice Said From Behind Her.

She Turned, And Saw Roger Under An Umbrella.

"What Are You Doing Here?" She Asked Looking Away.
"You're Alone. And Wet. Come With Me."

She Stood Up, And Joined Him Under The Umbrella.

He Smelt Amazing (Like Usual) But To Be This Close Again Was Magical.

He Smiled.
"Come. Walk With Me."

They Began To Walk.

She Didn't Look At Him.
Infact, She Wanted To Leave But It Was Difficult To Leave Him So Sudden.

"Evie Are You Ok? You Look Out Of It."
"Yeah I'm Fine. Just Tired I Guess."
"Try And Get More Sleep, I Worry You Know."
"About Me?"
"Yeah. You Don't Look Happy Anymore."
"Oh. Well Imogen Just Shouted At Me, So That Doesn't Help."
"Oh. I'm Sorry."
"Don't Be. It's Not Your Fault Or Hers. It's Mine."
"Just Don't Take It Personal. I Don't Want Your Feelings Getting Hurt."

She Stopped.

He Cares.

He Actually Cares.

"Come On What Are You Doing?"
"Coming."

Whenever Something Bad Had Happened, It Was As If He Knew.
He Was Always There To Comfort Her.

No Matter What.

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