Chapter Sixteen: Feelings With The Truth

"No Caria, I didn't mean to say that." Jeff tried covering it up.

Caria looked down at the table with an expressionless emotion. "Yes you did. And now I see what's going on…"

"I know what you're thinking and that's not it. Caria, I love you and no one else." Jeff told her.

"Jeff…it's okay. I know the truth, but I don't think we should carry this relationship any longer." Caria said. "I'm sorry, I have to go."

Caria stood up and starting walking out of the restaurant. But before she could get at least a foot away, Jeff caught her and said "Wait Caria, please don't do this."

She heard the pain in his voice, but she wouldn't let herself believe that this fairytale was real. Jeff was still in love with her sister, and he didn't want her to know that.

Caria wouldn't face him; she didn't want to him to see her cry. She clenched her teeth together to fight back to tears. But the hot and salty water just streamed down her face. "I-I got to go…I'm sorry."

Jeff didn't want to, but he let her go watching the woman exit The Willow.

xXx

Caria took out her cell phone and dialed for her brother.

"Hello?"

"Brook?" said the crying blonde.

"Caria are you okay? What's wrong?" Brooklyn asked

"Jeff and I are broken up." Caria told him. The tears that raced down her face were getting mixed in with her mascara imprinting black stains on her cheeks. "Can you just come get me?"

"I'll be there in ten minutes"

xXx

"Brooklyn – hey wait!" the blue-eyed champion called.

The dirty blonde man turned around.

"Hey man, what's going on with Cari'?" John asked.

"Caria and Jeff supposedly had a fight earlier." Brooklyn answered. "Where's Amy?"

"Still in the dining room, why?"

"Can you do me a favor? Would both of you stay out there for at least fifteen minutes. I want to be alone with Caria." Brooklyn asked politely.

"Sure thing." John nodded. "Just make sure she doesn't do anything that she regrets. I almost lost Amy that way. I don't want to see another loved one go."

"Caria's too strong for that. But even if she wasn't, I would make sure she didn't do anything like that." Brooklyn said.

"All right." John said.

Brooklyn turned the knob of the door and entered inside. The room was dark, and the only thing that was illuminating the room was the television. Caria was in the bed watching it.

He climbed onto the bed next to her. The young woman turned to him as he gave her the cup of hot cocoa in his hand.

"Here, hopefully this should help." Brooklyn said.

"Thanks…" Caria muttered.

"You're welcome. You don't have to, but I was just wondering what happened between you and Jeff?" Brooklyn asked.

"He called me Amy and then I left." Caria told him. "I don't understand Brooklyn, I thought he loved me. I mean, he treated me like he did. But I think he was just using me as a rebound. And I confused my feelings with the truth…"

"Only God knows hon. May be Jeff really did love you, but jumped into another relationship too quickly. But then again, may be he did use you as a rebound. As harsh as that may sound, it could be true. The best thing to do is just leave it alone for a while, and you'll never know. Both of you guys could make up and get back together. Or you could never date again. Whatever you do, I'll stand beside you on that." Brooklyn declared.

"Thanks, but I don't want to get into another relationship. I'm pretty sure I'm done with love. If I get back together with him, I'll probably just hurt him or myself. I don't want to do that to Jeff." Caria took a sip of the chocolate. "And you know what the strange part about it is; I didn't lose my temper with him."

Brooklyn shrugged. "It's your choice bud. And I guess that guy really meant a lot to you."

"At least I thought he did." Caria said.

"Cheer up punk." Brooklyn grinned. "Things will get better."

A/N: Aww so is it good:D I tried, please review!