"UUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What was he thinking? Typical! That...that... that stupid son of a--- Wait, since he's an alien, does that actually work? Oh I don't care! Uggghh!"
Rose Tyler collapsed on the bed in one of the nigh-infinite rooms of the TARDIS, that had been officially designated as her own.
Rose Tyler had been travelling with the alien known as the Doctor for quite some time now and she had trusted him from the start until he had changed his whole appearance with this thing called 'regeneration' as a way of cheating death. But he had regained her trust when he had saved London---well actually, one third of the whole earth's population---from an alien race called the Sycorax at Christmas. But she had lost some faith in him after their most recent adventure.
She, the Doctor, and Mickey Smith--Rose's ex-boyfriend--had found a, what seemed to be, abandoned spaceship. On the spaceship there were plenty of, what the Doctor called, "Time windows" and they led to many different points in one woman's life. That one woman being the French aristocrat Madame De Pompadour. And the Doctor seemed to be completely infatuated with her.
Now the Doctor and Rose were never officially together, but it seemed like they were. Or at least, it felt that way to Rose. Rose thought they had something special. But then Sarah Jane came, and this Madame de Pompadour. Rose just felt like she couldn't trust him anymore. She felt like since the Doctor has plenty of other women, he didn't want Rose and she was no longer special.
Rose sat up in her bed and picked up her phone from her bedside table and pressed 2 and hit call.
*Brrrriiinng* *Brrrrriiinng* "Hello?" the voice from the phone came
"Hey mum it's me."
"Rose! How are you doing? How are things with you and that Doctor of yours? How's Mickey doing? Oh do tell him I say 'Hi!' I tell you, you should really call in more often, do you realise how much..." Jackie Tyler, Rose's mother and a woman who could talk for hours on end without even taking a breath.
"Mum!" Rose shouted to her mother to get her to stop rambling on and on "Mum, I'm fine. I... I just...." Rose trailed off, not sure what to say.
"Are you all right? What happened sweetheart?"
"Nothing, it's fine. Well, actually...."
"Did you and Mickey have a fight? Or was it that Doctor? What's wrong. Come on, tell me everything."
Rose then went on to tell her every detail about the adventure with Madame de Pompadour. Throughout the story, Rose got angrier, started shouting, and at one point she even started crying.
"I just-- I don't know what to think." She said through her still fresh tears
"Sweetheart, you do what you think is best. Just remember that your bedroom here is still free if you decide to come back."
"Thanks Mum."
"Hey Rose, I have to go for now. I'll talk to you later, okay?"
"Okay." Rose hung up the phone and set it back on her bedside table.
She sat there on her bed for a while longer before collapsing with her face in the pillow. Normally a conversation with Jackie made her feel much better, but not this time. She just wasn't done crying yet.
She sat there crying into her pillow for a few minutes before sitting up and walking over to her dresser where she kept her journal.
She used to write about her adventures with her Doctor back when it was new and exciting. Her doctor whom she would always tease about his big ears, how he could never cook, and countless other things.
