The Only Exception || The Big Bang Theory

twenty-five

Angela plumped down on her couch in her apartment, never-ending tears streaming. She wiped them constantly with the back of her hand, with a little bit of a force so she can realize her mistake. The small argument was replaying in her head over and over again. She wished that she could've done something differently. All of it, she hoped was a dream.

She shakily sighed. After she ran from Sheldon's office, she went straight to hers. To keep her mind off of things, she redid the work from Sheldon's whiteboard onto a piece of paper. Fighting back tears.

Now that she was back home, she let the tears flow.

The clock struck 5:45. And Angela wanted to sleep all of the pain off.

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Sheldon rode in the passenger seat of Leonard's car, acting strange. He was awfully quiet. Usually, he would be complaining about how today was horrible or something, and now, it was silence.

Leonard glanced at Sheldon, then back on the road. "Why are you quiet today?"

Sheldon shrugged, "Don't feel like talking today." He looked outside the window.

Leonard scoffed and laughed, "Ohhh, that's funny, Sheldon. Really funny."

Sheldon didn't see any humor in this.

Leonard noticed, and started to begin being serious. "OK," he said. "What's going on?"

"Nothing." Sheldon softly said.

"Are you sure?"

Sheldon turned his head to look at him, "Yes. I am."

Leonard glanced at him again, seeing the sadness in Sheldon's eyes. "Not a good day today?"

Sheldon turned his attention back outside again, "When is there ever a good day?" He muttered.

"I guess not." Leonard said. "Look, you can tell me what's going on, Sheldon."

Sheldon turned to look at his best friend, "Why did you tell Angela that I don't sleep?"

Leonard simply said, "I just thought she should know."

Sheldon scoffed, "Do you have any idea of the trouble you caused?"

"Me?" Leonard pointed a finger at himself.

"Yes, you!"

"Why, me?!" Leonard exclaimed, completely confused to why he is being accused.

"Because she started to get worried and it lead to a worthless argument!"

Leonard soon realized why Sheldon was looking a bit unhappy. "You guys got into an argument?"

"No, no, no. Don't you dare change the subject!" Sheldon exclaimed.

"I'm not, Sheldon. But, you guys got into an argument? Was it that bad?"

Sheldon sighed sorrowfully, "Sadly, yes. And...it was very bad. I said some horrible things."

Leonard silently drove, and let Sheldon confess:

"I was very selfish of my words, Leonard. I jabbed at one of Angela's flaws that ended with such substandard results---probably because...I am tired."

"Well, aren't you glad I told her?" Leonard asked, a small smile plastered on hid face.

Sheldon shook his head, "You don't understand. I'm tired of myself."

The smile faded slowly:

"Of yourself? Why's that?"

"I'm making mistakes left and right. I'm hurting people by my words. I'm holding people by the neck and holding them against the wall. I'm the one who doesn't have any idea, whatsoever, about how I am hurting my friends. I'm selfish, I'm odd, I'm rude, and yet, the list still continues on." Sheldon paused. "Perhaps, Amy leaving was all my fault. I did not show her care or love or appreciation for lord's sake! And I feel like I'm doing it all over again with my friends. Soon, I'll end up alone and I'm sure, I will die alone and all of you will dance with happiness and joy upon my grave. Especially, Angela."