A/N: Lyrics belong to the Rascal Flatts. Enjoy!! I love feedback!

Prologue

"I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house. That don't bother me…"

Drip.Drop.

Rain drops fell against the window of the apartment. The lone occupant sat on the bed, staring out the window at the falling drops of rain. He knew that if he focus on what seemed to be the never-ending flow of rain he won't focus on the closet on his right.

The closet that was now half-empty.

Her clothes being gone were only just another remainder.

The empty space in the closet that only began to resemble the empty space in his heart; now that she was gone.

"God, she walked away. Just gave up and walked away," he thought.

The rain continued to fall as he laid back on the bed. Their bed. He clutched the pillow to his chest, the one that her scent still lingered on. He breathed in the smell of her as the events of the day before flashed before his eyes.

Flashback

Troy sighed as he tiredly rubbed his eyes.

"I don't' know what to do," he thought to himself as he laid on the couch in the living room of the apartment that he shared with his girlfriend.

"You should do what's best for both of you. You can't let her do this. You know what you have to do, Troy. It's for the best" he thought.

The sounds of keys turning in the locks quickly snapped Troy out of his thoughts and he shot up, nervously playing with his hands as his girlfriend entered the apartment.

"Hey baby," she said as she walked in and placed her bags down, "How was your day? I just had a killer exam in Bio. God, Professor Tennant is so hard, he only gave us..."

"Gabi, we need to talk," Troy blurted out, still nervously playing with his hands.

"Okay," she responded as she sat down next to him on the couch. She looked at him closely before saying, "Troy, what's wrong? You're acting all strange."

He stared down at his hands, unable to look at her in the eyes as he spoke, "I've been thinking…"

"Okay, what's going on?" she asked softly.

"I…I don't know how to say this Gabi," he stuttered as he continued to stare at his hands and tried to come up with a plausible reason, "What's the most important thing in your life besides her?", he thought "Basketball. Bingo."

"You know how much basketball means to me, Gabi, and if I really want to play in the NBA after college, I need to really focus on it. And that means that I won't be able to focus on you and we would spend less time together…" he trailed off.

Gabriella paused before saying, "What are you trying to say, Troy?" as tears begin to form in her eyes.

"I…I want…" Troy started, still looking down.

Gabriella grabbed his chin in hand, "Troy, Troy, come on, look at me," she said as she forced him to look her in the eyes. She spoke softly as tears began to fall from her eyes,

"What do you want Troy?"

His face still in her hand, his eyes closed slowly, tears springing to the surface, before he spoke softly,

"I want to break up."

At this declaration, Gabriella drew in a sharp breath and her hand fell instantly from his face. Tears began to fall steadily from her eyes as she stood up sharply. Troy kept his eyes on the floor as Gabi quickly picked up her bags and walked towards the door.

She stopped in front of it and took a slow, steady breath. Her hand moved to the door knob, and tears still streaming down her face, she spoke softly, "Well if that's what you want. Good..." she stuttered as she began to sob, "Goodbye, Troy."

And then she was gone.

End Flashback

Tears sprang to his eyes as he clutched the pillow tightly and began to cry.

"God, Gabi," he thought, "I miss you so much."

He curled up on the bed while still clutching the pillow.

Only one thought kept going through his mind as the rain continued to pour down.

"God, I hope this was really for the best."