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I think that maybe I was right Back when I knew to draw the line Already gave what I could offer Maybe we'll work another time I guess the thought of it's enough No going back or switching up I really wish that I could do that Walking away from you is tough I know we've run it dry I've heard that happens sometimes I shouldn't be surprised, should I? I've packed my bags in the middle of the night A thousand times, I got up to say goodbye I could be wrong, but I think that I'm for real this time I've taken down all the pictures in my room I've hidden things that reminded me of you I know I've lied, but I think that I'm for real this time Couldn't you tell when I was off? You never asked me what it was I kinda hoped you feel the same way So that I'm not the only one Who thinks we've run it dry But still we stayed a long time I'm sorry if I make you cry tonight 'Cause I've packed my bags in the middle of the night A thousand times, I got up to say goodbye I could be wrong, but I think that I'm for real this time I've taken down all the pictures in my room I've hidden things that reminded me of you I know I've lied, but I think that I'm for real this time I know that I've lied But we're running dry No, I won't come back this time I know that I've lied But we're running dry Think that I'm for real this time I've packed my bags in the middle of the night A thousand times, I got up to say goodbye I could be wrong, but I think that I'm for real this time
flashback third person
it was three in the morning and brooke had packed all of her bags, preparing to leave boston for good. after debating it for weeks, she decided she needed to just get in her car and drive or she would never be able to leave. for how could she? officially leaving matt was extremely hard, even though the two had broken up a week ago. three years is a long time to be with someone, and when it falls apart, everything does.
once she told matt that she would eventually be moving to follow her dreams, everything crumbled into pieces. matt felt like she was leaving him, and brooke felt like he wasn't supporting her. regrettably, it resulted in brooke ending the relationship.
the day after the break up, brooke took all the pictures of matt and her off the wall, hiding anything that reminded her of the boy. she needed to hide anything that would give her a reason to stay. brooke knew matt would take her back instantly if she called, but she knew she couldn't. she needed to choose herself.
starting her car, brooke felt the need to say goodbye. it was late and she couldn't just go see matt, so she decided to write a letter. she grabbed a pen and her notebook that she always carried with her and began writing.
matt,
i needed to say goodbye. if i didn't, i'd never be able to leave.
walking away from you is the hardest thing i've ever had to do. i've tried leaving all week and i couldn't get myself to do it, maybe because i wasn't ready to let you go. i'm still not, i don't think i ever will be. but i need to do this for me, and i'm sorry i hurt you. that was never my intention, but i think you know just as much as i do that i wasn't truly happy here. i'm ready to begin my life and my career and you know i couldn't turn this down. as hard as it is, we're just growing up. i don't think we grew apart, i think life just forced us to go separate ways for now. maybe we'll work another time. i truly hope so.
i love you matthew bernard, never forget that.
forever & always,
brooke
after putting the letter in the sturniolo's mailbox, brooke began her drive across the country, not looking back.
- two months later sturniolo's
two months had passed since brooke left. no one had heard from her, not even nick or chris. they had tried messaging her, only to always get no response. when brooke left matt, nick and chris didn't think she would be leaving them too.
the two were sitting in the living room, while matt was hidden in his room. the break up was incredibly hard on the boy, and it was obvious. the two made a promise not to mention brooke when they were around him, which seemed to help ever so slightly. matt would act like his normal self some days, which was relieving to his brothers, while others he locked himself up, upset.
"yo, did you listen to brooke's new song?" chris asked, speaking quietly so matt wouldn't hear. nick nodded, "yeah, it's good. she's so talented."
"well we knew that, dumbass. i'm just worried about what matt will do if he hears it."
"he unfollowed her, so i'm hoping he doesn't even know." nick answered, shrugging. although the two hadn't spoken to brooke, she was one of their best friends. they would always support her.
"it'll fuck bro up if he hears it." chris said, not knowing that matt had been listening. matt quietly turned back around, before grabbing his phone and looking up brooke's name. if he had known she released a song, he would have listened to it sooner. the boy had to unfollow her, for he couldn't stand seeing her post pictures, he couldn't stand looking at her. he never thought looking at a picture of brooke would bring him so much pain, but it did.
matt listened to the song, only to regret it. for once he should have listened to chris, because now he was back to where he was two months ago.
