What am I supposed to do
When the best part of me was always you and
What am I suppose to say
When I'm all choked up and you're okay
Breakeven, The Script
Tori and I were in the car. I was driving her home from the hospital.
Rain was falling, matching the mood in the car. Tori was leaning against the window, clutching the dozen roses I'd bought for her.
Everything was silent. I didn't know what to say. Tori seemed less… Tori.
Not like, the way she was in the hospital. It just seemed some of her was gone. I don't know what it was.
Finally, Tori broke the silence.
"I don't think we should be toghether."
Her words cut to my heart like a knife.
"What!" I slammed the brakes, as I was so shocked I almost missed her house.
Her eyes were streaming tears.
"I'm sorry." She was so beautiful, in the way that artists can capture, the beauty that goes against the grain.
She got out of the car, giving me a hug.
"I love you." I said.
"I love you,too."
She handed me back the roses. I held back tears as I watched her walk up to her front porch where her parents and sister were waiting. She waved to me as I drove off.
I looked down at the roses in my hand. The stems were broken, just like my heart.
The tears let loose.
A/N Sorry so short. This is not the end! If anyone cares.