Hey guys! This is just a short one shot that I just put together to show the emotions Brooke was feeling after seeing Luke and Peyton in bed together. I hope you enjoy! Tiffany
Wrapped Up in the Sheets
The moment Skillz opened the door, the moment my eyes laid upon the two blondes in bed together, I felt it. I felt the pain in my heart that took my breath away. My eyes locked on the two in the bed and I couldn't move, I was frozen in place until Skillz shut the door.
Skillz and Mouth both turned around to face me and I knew they could see it in my eyes; the hurt, the pain and the confusion that I was feeling. They both asked if I was ok and I just replied that I was sober now, but they knew there was something more.
I told them I was going to go for a walk to get some air and clear my mind.
As I walk around the small town of Honey Grove, I recall all the memories of the blonde headed, blue eyed boy. Up until tonight, I had made myself believe I could handle it. I could handle seeing them together and in love. I could handle not being the one in his arms. But tonight, was a big slap in the face, I was not able to handle what I walked in on tonight.
I have tried my hardest to tell myself that I am over him, that I have moved on and that he no longer is the man that holds my heart. If this is so true, why do I feel the way I do now? Why do I feel like my heart is breaking all over again?
Admitting the true is something I have been trying to do more often. Telling Haley the truth about the calculus test and letting Peyton know the truth about our friendship being better than it was. If I have been so accustomed lately to telling the truth, why am I lying to myself and my heart now? Why do I keep telling myself that I'm over it, over him?
The heart wants what the heart wants. There is no denying it, no hiding it and no lying about it. The problem is admitting it. Admitting to myself that I let the boy go that holds my heart, the boy I am so madly, deeply in love with. I let him go so they could be happy together. I put my heart aside for them, because I love them more than life. I just wish that it didn't hurt so much. I wish it was me that was wrapped up in the sheets with him.
