Pairing: Tate

Summary: She'd trusted him. Let him into her heart. And now she was paying for it.

Rating: T

Song: Behind These Hazel Eyes

Spoilers: None

Disclaimer: I don't own the show or the song, Behind These Hazel Eyes, I'm just using both for my story. Um…so yeah enjoy :)

A/N: So yeah, I wanted to try my hand at a break-up/hurt romance fic where the characters don't end up getting back together. My apologies if it's a tad(or a lot) rubish. I tend to create somewhat rubish stories from time to time. Terribly sorry. Also I didn't intend for this to be so well long, but I write my fics using the "go-with-the-flow" technique so whatever I think of, if it's good, it gets added. Also I suck at endings, so if you're gonna grill me about this, don't do it about the ending!

A/N2: This was originally part of a new series I was considering, entitled Musical Alphabet, which was going to consist of one-shots, song-fic style, with each song starting with a different letter of the alphabet, but I'm not good with constantly editing and updating so I decided to cancel Musical Alphabet, and just publish this as a oneshot.


She should have seen it coming, known it would happen. Realized that a serious and committed relationship wasn't his forte. But the strange thing was, she knew it would happen eventually, and she didn't care, because she loved him. And now her heart was paying for it.

Seems like just yesterday
You were a part of me
I used to stand so tall
I used to be so strong
Your arms around me tight
Everything, it felt so right
Unbreakable, like nothin' could go wrong
Now I can't breathe
No, I can't sleep
I'm barely hanging on

Their relationship was quickly growing into something beyond their own comprehension. Whenever he was around, she got butterflies in her stomach, like a little girl would with her first crush. But this was different. Because she wasn't a little girl anymore, and he definitely wasn't her first crush. He had been her first love. The first one to get over the humungous wall she'd set up around her heart. It was there for a reason. But there were always exceptions and he just happened to be that exception. Her exception. They'd agreed simultaniously to go slow, build a strong friendship first, get to know each other, instead of moving too fast. He'd surprised her by agreeing with these terms. Made dozens of promises to her. He performed the cheesy, yet romantic, "rose movement", giving her one plastic rose, and 12 alive roses. She'd had a good laugh at that. Now she was glad she'd kept the false rose, because it was the last thing she'd had from him. Had she known he was going to break his promise, she never would have let him in. The wall had crumbled to the ground, any hope of redemption being smothered underneathe it. He'd broken her heart. And she would never forgive him.

Here I am, once again
I'm torn into pieces
Can't deny it, can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up, deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes

She'd promised herself, that she wouldn't cry. Not in front of him anyway. That would be the last thing she'd need. Looking weak and pathetic, all because of what she should have seen coming. Everyone in the office could tell that something was obviously wrong. Starting with the clipped tones she used with him and the pleading ones he'd direct at her, to the constant glance-overs they would spill when the other one wasn't looking(or so they thought) It was obvious that they were both hurting, but neither would admit it. Sometimes being the bigger person sucked.

I told you everything
Opened up and let you in
You made me feel alright
For once in my life
Now all that's left of me
Is what I pretend to be
So together, but so broken up inside
'Cause I can't breathe
No, I can't sleep
I'm barely hangin' on

She missed the old days. She missed his smile, the way his arm seemed to fit perfectly around her waist. How there never seemed to be a dull moment when they were together. They were complete opposites, yet they managed to somehow balance each other out because of it. She missed how he would make her feel untouchable from any and all dangers around them, when she'd lie in his arms in his bed, enjoying one another's company. She missed the way they'd stay up for hours on end, just talking about everything and anything, even though they had work the next morning. But now all of that was gone. And she hated it.

Here I am, once again
I'm torn into pieces
Can't deny it, can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up, deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes

She never would have thought that he'd have broken his millions of little promises, just like he'd broken her heart into millions of pieces. Sure he wasn't always the best guy in the world, but surely he wouldn't stoop that low would he? She remembered it clearly. The moment their relationship had fallen apart with the wall that now lay in heaps of broken stone at the bottom of her heart.
It had been a clear afternoon, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, a pleasant breeze blowing through every once in a while. Slowly the sky began darkening, showing multiple shades of pinks, blues, and purples, mixed into one as evening settled in. They had gone out to eat dinner at one of the new locally owned Italian restraunts(his idea of course.) Their waitress had constantly tried to flirt with him, reguardless to the fact that she was with him on a date, but he had pushed her away as best as he could, always making sure to hold her hand in front of the waitress, trying to signal that he wasn't in the least bit interested. The waitress was everything he'd ever want. Blonde, tan, impressive figure, and definitely ditzy. But he'd resisted with ease, as each attempt to win his affection failed, one after another. She had left the table for a few minutes, making a quick stop to the restroom when it'd happened. Right when she came out, she found him, making out with the waitress in a corner, out of sight of the guests. She felt as if someone had taken a knife to her heart, and twisted it. She stormed over to the pair, tears streaming down her face. When he saw her, he pushed the waitress away with such force that she nearly fell over in her trashy 5 inch stiletto heels. He babbled away, trying to explain that it wasn't him. That she had trapped him there, and had thrown herself at him. But she didn't believe him. And she told him to never speak to him again. She'd talk to their boss in the morning about transferring teams. Right now, she needed to escape to her room, alone, without him.

Swallow me then spit me out
For hating you, I blame myself
Seeing you it kills me now
No, I don't cry on the outside
Anymore...

She was sick of constantly going to bed, and waking up in the morning with her pillow soaking wet with the night-shed tears. She hated herself for it, feeling weak, constantly thinking to herself that she shouldn't be this upset. But she was more than upset. She had loved him, and he'd betrayed her. She constantly wondered to herself at night, "Does he feel the same way?" It made her cry even more just thinking about it.

Here I am, once again
I'm torn into pieces
Can't deny it, can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up, deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes

Sometimes things just aren't meant to be. They don't work out for a reason. She needed to accept that. But she was having a hard time doing it. If only she knew, that he too felt the same way…

Here I am, once again
I'm torn into pieces
Can't deny it, can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up, deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes