A/N: Thanks for all of your feedback! This chapter is from Naya's POV. Reviews MUCH appreciated! Enjoy :)

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Naya ran from Heather's apartment. Her head was buzzing. She couldn't think clearly. Heather was engaged. Since when?! She was moving to Arizona with her new fiance?!

The Latina jumped into her car and just started driving. She didn't know where she was going. She did her best thinking in her car. It was the only place she could be completely alone with her thoughts. And she needed to be alone, clearing her head of Heather. Clearing her head of Taylor. Clearing her head of Matt. Clearing her head of everything that'd happened over the last 3 years.

Maybe Heather was right, moving away. Maybe that's what Naya needed too. Don't be silly, you can't move. This is your life - you just have to move on.

The question for Naya was how?

It wasn't but fifteen minutes after she left Heather's apartment that she received a text from her ex.

Naya, how did you find out? - Heather

Naya considered lying... telling her one of their friends told her. Telling her she had heard on set. Telling her anything to cover up the truth as to why she had actually been there. But she knew she couldn't be convincing enough to say anything but the truth.

I didn't until I got there. - Naya

It wasn't but thirty seconds later that Naya received another text.

Then why were you really here? You owe me the truth. - Heather

What was that tone? She's the one that's leaving. Why is she blaming this on me?

Naya was starting to go from sad to angry. She wanted to tell Heather the truth, but now that she was demanding it, she didn't want to give her the satisfaction.

I don't owe you anything Heather. YOU'RE the one moving away to get away from ME. I just wanted to make sure to tell you goodbye. - Naya

Naya felt tears start flowing from her eyes. She pulled over on the side of the road. She thought about going back to Heather's, telling her the truth. But it was clear to Naya that Heather had moved on. It was clear to Naya that her ex-girlfriend didn't want the same things that she wanted. She sat for a minute when she heard her phone buzz again.

Right... Well... thanks for saying goodbye. - Heather

Naya didn't respond. She didn't want Heather to see through her. So she got back on the road, and she drove. She listened to music. She thought about Heather. She thought about Matt. She thought about what her life could have been. She thought about what her life was now... Then she thought about nothing. She just left the sunroof open, music up, and let her mind drift into nothing.

It was 3 AM before she ever got home. She was completely exhausted - mentally and physically. She just wanted to go to bed and not wake up until tomorrow afternoon. Then she wanted to sleep some more.

When she finally got into bed, as drained as she was, she found herself not able to sleep. She found herself wondering what if she had told Heather the truth. She started scolding herself for not telling Heather the truth.

She knew it wouldn't change anything, but she thought she'd send it anyway. One last text. She didn't expect Heather to say anything in return. She didn't expect that Heather wouldn't move to Arizona. She didn't expect that it would change anything. But at least this way, she would be honest with Heather. She'd be honest with herself. And maybe, if she was lucky, she'd be able to get some sleep. Here goes nothing...

Heather, I didn't come to your house to tell you goodbye. I came to your house because I wanted to keep you from moving. But when I got to your house, and I saw that you were engaged, I couldn't bring myself to tell you. I didn't want to tell you, because I don't want to be responsible for your unhappiness anymore. Truth is, as much as I don't want you to move, and I don't want you to marry Taylor, I'm glad you're happy. I'm glad that you're doing what makes you happy, and I'm not going to stop you. I love you Heather. I always have. I always will. Please drive safe tomorrow, and don't be a stranger. I know things are weird between us, but I don't want you to move away and never hear from you again. As much as it hurts, I understand why you're doing this, and I don't blame you for it at all. - Naya

Alright Naya. That's enough, now.

And with that message, she drifted off to sleep.

Naya was disappointed the next morning to find out that Heather had not responded. It was noon. Surely Heather was well on her way to Arizona by now. She had lost her, and she had lost her for good.

What she did have, though, were texts and messages from Matt. Shit. Matt.

She remembered how she completely bailed on him the night before, without as much as a text-message explanation. She felt like a complete ass. She had been thinking a lot lately, and she knew where her heart belonged. She knew she wasn't going to be with Heather, but she knew she couldn't continue this charade with her current boyfriend. She had to talk to him.

Matt knew about her past with Heather. What he didn't know, though, was how in love with the blonde his girlfriend still was. Naya felt like she couldn't lose anymore than she already had, so she decided to be honest with Matt. With a quick text message exchange, they decided to meet for lunch.

I think I'm going to be sick.

Naya quickly showered, changed, and went on her way to meet her boyfriend for their lunch date.

When she saw him, her heart sank. She knew what was about to happen, and he had no idea.

"Hey!" He was so excited to see her. "I missed you last night, what happened?"

"Sorry," Naya said without exchanging any eye contact. "I got tied up at work, and just went to bed. I was pretty exhausted."

Enough lying, Rivera. Get your head on straight. What'd you come here to do?

They sat down at the table. Both were quiet. She didn't know how to tell him what she really felt.

"So, how wa-"

"Matt, we have to talk," Naya interrupted him before he could finish his thought. "I didn't just get caught up at work last night."

"What? Then why'd you bail?"

"Heather left."

"Yeah? I thought you knew about that."

"Wait, what?" Naya was shocked that Matt knew she was leaving and didn't so much as think to tell Naya.

"I thought you knew..." Matt cautiously repeated.

"Matt, how did you know that she was leaving?"

"Naya, I'm part of the writing staff, you don't think this is something we've been trying to account for?"

"And you didn't think to discuss it with me?"

"You know the rules. If you want to be with me, I can't disclose what goes on in the writer's room. We can't let you know what's going on until you get the script. I just assumed she had told you."

"I don't..." Naya spat back. Matt was confused.

"You don't what? I'm sorry Naya, I really thought she had told you."

"I don't want to be with you." Matt flinched. Naya immediately felt awful the way she had just blurted that out. That was not the way this conversation was supposed to go.

"What are you talking about? I really thought you knew, Naya. I'm sorry. You're going to let a little miscommunication ruin our entire relationship?"

Naya's face fell. This was so much bigger than the "miscommunication". It was about what she really wanted. It was about Naya being honest with herself and everyone around her. That was the whole reason Heather left, wasn't it?

"No, Matt. Sorry, that came out much harsher than I had intended it to..."

"This is about her, isn't it?" Matt replied with a sharp tone.

"Let me explain... First of all, I only found out Heather was leaving yesterday. So, forgive me if I am a little upset that it feels like everyone else around me knew about this, but me. Second of all... Everyone else knew about this but me. I feel like I've been trying so hard to hide how I feel about her, about our relationship, about who I am, that I've completely fallen blind to everything going on around me... our relationship included. Matt, I forgot to send a simple text last night to let you know I couldn't come over. And the whole reason I couldn't come over was because I was going to Heather's to stop her from leaving. Then I found out she was engaged and I ju-"

"Wait, Heather's engaged? Since when?"

"Wow, I'm shocked you didn't know that, too..." Naya spat. She was clearly letting her emotions get the best of her. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean that."

Matt sighed. He looked as if he was a cross between hurt and disgusted. "Naya, I don't think I like where this conversation is going."

"Just let me finish, okay? I found out she was engaged, so I told her goodbye and I left. When I finally got home last night, I sent her a long spiel about how I still loved her, even if it didn't change anything, and how I really just wanted her to know the truth. When I woke up this morning and didn't see any messages from her, and only saw the messages from you, it dawned on me that I was being honest with everyone but you. Which is why I'm trying to be right now."

"You're not being honest with anyone. Don't you see she doesn't love you the way I do? She left. You told her how you felt. Nothing in return... Yet, the guy you stood up last night sent you 5 voicemails and 8 texts before you ever said anything to me... yet here we are. You're breaking up with me for her?"

"Matt, I'm not breaking up with you for her. I realize she left. She's not coming back. She's moving to Arizona to marry Taylor. But I'd never forgive myself if I stayed in this relationship with you, just because she left. I can't give you what you want from me. I can't give that to anyone right now. It's not fair to you, it's not fair to me, and it's not fair to anyone we might be with in the future. I just need to be on my own for a little while."

Matt had heard enough. He stood up and threw a $20 on the table to cover the drinks that they had ordered. They hadn't even had a chance to place their lunch order yet.

"Please don't go like this, I'm so sor-"

"Don't. Naya, I'm not mad at you. You're doing what you think is right. But I am mad. I feel like I've been played a fool, and I don't need to hear anymore. You have my heart and apparently I never got yours. So as long as we're clear, I'll just see you at work in January."

He left without another word.

When Naya got back to her house, she felt a little relieved, and a lot sad. Sad because she felt bad for how things went down with Matt. Sad because Heather was gone. Sad because she was alone, and for the first time in a long time she knew exactly what she wanted but didn't know how to get it.

She found herself emotionally exhausted. She said she wanted to sleep and sleep some more, so that's exactly what she was going to do. Maybe a little shut eye would do her some good.

With a sigh, filled with relief, tiredness, and uncertainty for what's next, Naya let her head rest. She closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.

After no more than five complete minutes of light sleep, she was jolted awake with a loud pounding at her door.