Jim turned to gaze at June as she lay beside him. �Where�s it gone wrong hey?� He whispered to her sleeping form. �Where�s it gone wrong?� He moved so he was lying on his back as tears misted in his eyes. It was over, he knew. Neither of them could bear to admit it, simply because neither of them could bear being apart from the other. However, it was eating them both up inside, the constant arguments, the tears, the constant worries and pain. They just couldn�t do it anymore. He jumped as June started to move. She tore open her eyes, red and sore from the emotions of the previous night.
�So, this is it then.� Said June, choking back on her tears.
Jim looked away suddenly, desperate to avoid eye contact, knowing the effect her eyes had on him, digging up the emotion inside of him. He couldn�t do that to her, he needed to be strong for the both of them.
�I am guessing so, all my stuffs packed, I�ll just throw some clothes on and give you some space.�
This was it. The End. Almost 10 months together and it was finally over. With great reluctance, admittedly, but it was over. They had just come to accept that they couldn�t live together. The constant bickering, arguments, conflicts. Even the strength of their love couldn�t overcome that. They just had to accept it; they were too different people, ones who worked in totally different ways, but ones which would never be able to live together.
It had been amazing at the start. He loved her so much, and soon she let go of her resistance and loved him equally. Then they had gone public, and just has June had feared, it all went wrong. They could handle it at first, the laughing, finger-pointing, jokes at their expense, but when it started to affect their work, well, there was always going to be problems.
The arguments had started, kicked off by June�s failure to trust Jim after the undercover operation at the pub. They had made up, admittedly, but even then had come too close to splitting up for comfort. Although Jim couldn�t see it, June had a look of doubt written across her face. Could she really trust him? Not because it was Jim necessarily, but because he was a man, and men always let her down.
Then the arguments got more frequent, more intense, and more painful. Until they realized that they couldn�t carry on like that any longer. There was no way of sorting it. They could either stay together and destroy each other, or move on and salvage their lives, salvage some form of happiness, although neither of them could see how that was possible away from the other.
So, that was that.
They had spent hours that night, holding each other, comforting one another, wiping away the other ones tears. After a while Jim had risen and gone to gather together his possessions, deciding that it was better to leave there and then, but as he went to move them out of the door June had run to him, grabbed hold of him and pulled him back, begging him to stay just that one more night, to sleep beside her, holding her, just being there, one last time. He had agreed after a while with some reluctance, it wouldn�t help them in the long run, but he just had to be with her, just one last time, just a memory to grasp onto in time to come.
June watched through the net curtains as his car pulled away. Her stomach tightened and fear shot through her. She glanced around her in blind panic, grabbed a vase and flung it across the room. It shattered into a thousand pieces as her slender frame slid down the wooden door. She grasped her face with her hands and started to sob, her body rocking, tears burning against her skin, crying until there were no tears left to shed.
Jim meanwhile drove towards his house, his vision impaired by the tears streaming from his own eyes. He pulled up and heaved himself from his car, gazing towards his flat. This was it now, this was his life.
He glanced at his belongings piled haphazardly in his car, but just couldn�t make a move to bring them inside. This was all too final, the end. He just couldn�t handle it any longer.
�Jim�.
He turned around at the sound, and looked hard, and then harder still. It couldn�t be, surely�.
TO BE CONTINUED!!!
