Us and Them (Sequel: Bruno Mars Fan Fic)

Chapter 10

The sounds of pop and cracking of the dry wood that burned in my fireplace filled the silence, but it wasn't close enough to drowning the noise in my mind that was running rapid. The moment I shared with Bruno only repeated in my thoughts like a nightmare. He wanted nothing more than to just rip this off like a bandaid, but it hurt far much worse than we expected.

I wanted us to stay together with everyone else that we know and love, but it only ruined him every time we seen each other. Being friends wasn't enough and it wasn't just sex anymore. He explained how he was stuck between a rock and a hard place with having feelings for me and Jessica. He doesn't want to hurt anyone but he can't just keep living a life full of stress.

"I talked to Jessica and she's going to stay in New York for a little while. Just until I make it to New York on tour. We're going to see how being apart changes our relationship, whether it's good or not. The time we will have apart will determine whether we should stay together or not."

"Whose idea was it?" I nervously asked.

"It was mine." He admits as he sighs. "That's why I have to let you go."

The painful memory of his words keep stabbing me in the heart over and over again.

"You're giving Jessica this chance to be apart from you and to determine your relationship by letting her go on some vacation back home?! But you are letting me go! Your friend since the fourth grade, we grew up together, we have chemistry together, we have mutual friends together!"

"I'm sorry Brooklyn."

I snap back out of my memory as Bruno comes back with a drink for me. I took the half full glass like a shot, but it did nothing for me. The adrenaline sobered me up and now I just want to drink the entire bottle just to see if it does anything or I could just run out of my own home and see how far I can go before my legs give out.

I quickly stood up and to my surprise, I still was very drunk and the half glass almost put me on my ass. "Whoa Brooklyn!" Bruno stood up and grabbed my hand to help me stand up straight. I pull my hand away from him making me lean on my couch, "Don't touch me!" I wanted to desperately cry, but I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction that he actually hurt me.

"You can barely stand up straight. Let me help you."

He moves closer to me again as I shook my head. "Don't you touch me Peter! I can take care of myself." My voice is beginning to falter with my breathing. I try and walk past him towards the grand entrance to get to the staircase. "I need you to leave please." I say as I walk closer to the stairs.

"You're going to hurt yourself going up the flight of stairs!" He yells.

"And you care why?! I'm not your wife, your girlfriend or your friend! You can walk out those doors and never look back. Whatever happens from here on out is non of your business!" I can't help but throw all the guilt his way. I know I'm being dramatic, but what else do I have left?

"Brooklyn, I still care!" He retorts.

"Bullshit." I spit a short laugh as I reach for the staircase railing.

"Brooklyn, you're not going up there alone. Let me just help you upstairs, then I can leave out of your life for good."

"Leave now." I go to step up and almost missed the first step. I look back towards him with my eyes to the ground, I don't even want to make eye contact with him, "That was an accident. I got this. Just go." I started for the second step and the third. I wasn't doing too bad until I finally heard the door open and shut. I'm scared to look back and see that I'm left alone once again but this time for good.