First Fight

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(Three months after being a relationship)

"What did I do Rose?" The Doctor asked loudly, his eyes were full of agitation and anger.

"Well why dont you go ask your buddies!" Rose yelled throwing his bag at him.

He sneered at her, "Well I can help you unless you tell me what's wrong!"

"Go Figure it out!" She yelled

He stormed out of the house, Rose screamed. He kept going though not looking back. She stood in the living room, pacing.

"Ugh, that man, oh that stupid, brilliant, man. Just stop trying!" she yelled. Looking into a mirror, she didn't realize how she looked. Angry, but now she was slowly becoming scared. Why was she doing this?

Ten

He walked quickly down the sidewalk. Looking, he knew she wasn't going to be here, but oh! He knew what he wanted. He wanted to turn around and say he was sorry. Yet, the coward that hid seemed to appear at the worst of times. He walked and walked, soon enough he stood at a beach. Looking around no one was there. The moon was full, expecting something to attack The Doctor looked closer.

"Nothing." he muttered, sitting down. He thought, what could he have done?

Rose

"Oh god, what have I done?" she asked herself.

Tears streaked her face, her eyes were swollen and red. Her face red, a thing she had had since she was a child. She laid down on the couch, thinking of how she had messed up and done wrong.

"Ugh, Someone help me! Please." she cried not knowing how to get out of the situation.

A knock at the door caused her to jump. The glass wall that held the door was blue; it was too dark to see anything without turning on the porch light. But that would attract attention to the small suburb. Also it was midnight, the only person who would be here was the Doctor.

She open the door slightly, holding her breath. No one was there, just an empty walkway. The Doctor's car was in the front yard. When he left she didn't hear him start it. Rose slammed the door, only making her agitated.

"Kids.." She muttered walking to her bedroom.

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