Baby, It's You. (Paul McCartney fanfiction)

Chapter 10: "Tell Me Why"

December 17th, 1963

Finally, I had the man of my dreams and he is truly heavenly.
If this is what love feels like, I don't know how some people could possibly be frightened of it.
The thought of yesterday makes me sigh the sweet name of my lover boy Paul.
I hoped to see him again last night but perhaps today I will.
Every minute without him is a minute wasted.
I know today I must break off things with George, a piece of me is sad but I understand I could never completely fall in love with him.
Before I give George a call, I call Cyn.
I just need a friend to share all this excitement with.

"Hello?"

"Hello Cyn, I hope I didn't wake Julian."

"Oh no, you didn't, he's fully awake. Is everything alright Evie?"

"Everything is wonderful because Paul and I are in love"

"John and I always knew but when did you two finally realize it?"

"I think I've known but wasn't sure. Cyn, I have to break up with George. He cheated on me while the boys were in America and after seeing him kiss Jane, I knew it was over."

"George kissed Jane!? When? I knew they kept in contact but I didn't think they liked each other"

"They kept in contact?"

"While in America, they would write letters to each other. Jane would show them to Maureen. Evie, I assumed you knew."

"I didn't but im glad I do now."

"Does Paul know?"

"Im not sure, but they broke up yesterday so I don't see why he would care. He seemed pretty finished with her."

"Oh Evie, im so sorry but I must go, Julian is crying and John will be home soon. I'll call you tomorrow. Good luck with George. Im happy you're happy, you really deserve this."

After we hang up I dwell on the idea of how deep Jane and George's relationship could actually be.
Maybe the set up wasn't to get me away from Paul but away from George,
Maybe it was to get Paul away from her!
Everything starts to make sense.
They've always seemed very friendly.
I decide to call George and ask him to tea where we can talk things out.
I nervously get ready and prepare the dialogue for what im going to say to him.
I arrive at a cafe, it eases my nerves but not enough to keep me from trembling.
I sit in a pretty booth near a window at the back of the cafe and wait until I detect George, he approaches me shyly, perhaps more nervous than I am.

"Good morning Evie"

"Good morning George, I'm glad you came."

"I hope we can work things out, nothing is what you think it is"

"Im not angry but I just want you to know that it's over, I'm sorry George."

"Over? Why?"

"I know about you and Jane, I know everything."

"And I know about you and Paul."

"Meaning?"