Leave The Pieces

by blair.waldorf.gossip.girl

Cato made a big mistake and lost Clove because of it. But sometimes, there are more important things than getting your ex-boyfriend to stay away from you. Especially when you still love him and he claims to still love you. Can they navigate through a fake relationship to save their own lives without Clove falling back into Cato's arms? Or will she give into love? ON HIATUS.

1. Singing My Song

Leave The Pieces

A camera turns on. I am looking right into the lens.

"Well, Cato. You knew that I played guitar, but I have a little surprise for you: I can also sing and write songs. So here's a little something from me to you." I start strumming the first few notes of my message to Cato on my guitar.

You're not sure that you love me

But you're not sure enough to let me go

Baby, it ain't fair you know, to just keep me hanging round

You say you don't want to hurt me

Don't want to see my tears.

So why are you still standing here, just watching me drown

And it's alright, yeah I'll be fine

Don't worry about this heart of mine.

Just take your love and hit the road.

There's nothing you can do or say

You're gonna break my heart anyway

So just leave the pieces when you go

Now you can drag out the heartache

Baby you can make it quick

Really get it over with and just let me move on

Don't concern yourself with this mess you've left for me

I can clean it up, you see, just as long as you're gone

And it's alright, yeah I'll be fine

Don't worry about this heart of mine

Just take your love and hit the road

There's nothing you can do or say

You're gonna break my heart anyway

So just leave the pieces when you go

You're not making up your mind

It's killing me and wasting time

And I need so much more than that

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

And it's alright, yeah I'll be fine

Don't worry about this heart of mine

Just take your love and hit the road

There's nothing you can do or say

You're gonna break my heart anyway

So just leave the pieces when you go

Oh yeah, leave the pieces when you go

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Leave the pieces when you go

The last few notes of my song fade out. I get up and say "Goodbye, Cato." Then I turn off the camera and race downstairs to my computer, where I put my video on a disc. I rush out to the post office and mail the disc to Cato.