Killing me, Killing you
Summary: People can be really difficult sometimes. SMacked!
Spoilers: Season 2 finale.
A/N: I've been thinking about it for a long time. There are not enough Mac&Stella shippers. It's a good ship, I can assure you. So here we go.
To the End… back at the beginning
those dirty words (Jusqu'a la fin) Well
you and I
They make us look so dumb (En plein soleil)
We've been drinking far too much (Jusqu'a la fin)
And neither of us mean what we say (En plein amour)
Collapsed in love
And it looks like we might have made it
Yes, it looks like we've made it to the end
you and I
(To the End – Blur)
Uncomfortable. Uneasy. That's how it felt. At least for one of them.
"I'm sorry but…"
She didn't turn.
"Stop! I know what are you going to say. I don't regret it but… you do. We can't be together, Can we?"
He didn't answer. He simply nodded.
She grabbed her coat and made her way to the main door. She felt the need to cry but couldn't. Not in front of him anyways.
She closed her eyes and sighed. She wanted to leave immediately, dig a hole and disappear. But he didn't let her go.
"Stel… we're good? I mean… I don't want to loose your friendship. It means a lot to me. It's nearly everything I have."
She smiled. It was a sarcastic smile. He had just broken her heart into a million pieces and was only worried about how she would react the day after at work.
"We're good. You are not going to loose anything."
And with those words she closed the door and left behind her a broken dream.
Outside it was raining but she didn't care.