[ WP ] `` It 's just the rain ''

There was not any circumstance in which saying goodbye to him did n't hurt her. Even in the most brutal of fights, there would be something inside of her aching at the thought and sight of him leaving. This time, the ache had reached a record breaking pain, and she knows if she had ever been shot, this would still hurt more than the bullet, or arrow or paintball at point blank. He was leaving for good. 
 
 He kept trying to explain himself. He kept saying that the town is n't right for him anymore. That he'll still pay for his share of rent for a few months, so she can figure out what to do with her shit. No, he did n't say that, but it sure sounded like it. He kept saying that it was n't her, but him, he had changed. He thought he wanted this, but apparently not. He asked her not to be upset and rushed out of the apartment after getting a text, because his `` ride'' was there. 
 
 She followed him into the rain and he noticed her before getting too close to the car. 
 
 `` What is it now?'' he asked her. She did n't have anything to say. She only wanted to see his face, one last time before he exited her life in the most asshole-y, gender bent chick flick way possible. 
 
 `` I just... I wanted to say...'' She had too many thoughts and too many words, nothing came out. Their eyes were still locked and she was getting her favorite sweater soaked, and he his most expensive leather jacket, but she did n't give a damn about that. She almost did n't realize she was crying, but he had to point it out. 
 
 `` Are you seriously crying right now?'' he asked and lifted her chin. She swatted him away and rubbed her cheek furiously. 
 
 `` I-I'm not crying,'' she replied, `` it's... it's... just the rain.''
