Usher's Hidden Princess

"Good Bye Justin."

Chapter 28;

"Good Bye Justin."

-Brooke's P.O.V-

It's Justin's birthday. And also the day I leave for England but Justin doesn't know that. Monique is coming to Brazil, to pick me up. I've packed everything, and its hidden in my father's room. I sighed, and crossed my legs. I was sitting on the couch, back stage at Justin's rehearsals. My phone vibrated in my pocket, and I grabbed it. I unlocked it, and read the message.

Received: 3:23

Mo♥

I'm on my way about to get in the taxi.

Brooke you better be ready when I get there.

I sighed, and locked it, sliding it into my pocket. Justin came walking to the couch, and I smiiled at him. He returned it, and walked over to my father, who was just lounging on his own sofa. I shook my head slightly and got up, calling Mo. She answered on the very first ring, which kind of surprised me. She never answers on the first ring, she waits until the very last one to pick up her cell phone.

"Hellur!!" I yelled, she groaned, and then sighed.

"Hello Brooke" I giggled.

"You ready for your 3 months in London?"

"Not really." I sighed. I don't want to leave Justin.

"Brooke I'm outside. Tell Everyone good bye."

I sighed once more, and hung up the phone. I walked over to Pattie, and Carin.

"Bye guys." They hugged me tight.

"Bye hunny." They said in unison.

I hgged Kenny, both Ryans, and Chaz. My dad hugged me, and handed me my suitcase. I nodded slightly, and walked into Justin's dressing room.

He was at his mirror, his attention turned to me.

"Why do you have your bag princess?" Right then I dropped it, and ran to him.

"Bye Justin. I love you." I sobbed into his neck. His arm snaked around me.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm going to London, for 3 months." He pulled back. I nodded, with tears falling.

"On my damn birthday?" I nodded once more, and pulled a dog tag out of my back pocket. I grabbed his chain, and took it off, and slid the one on to it.

I placed back around his neck.

"I love you Justin, more than anything. I will see you in three months, I promise. Have fun on the rest of your tour. Happy Birthday." I said walking to my suit case picking it up walking out of the building to the Taxi. I through the suit case into the trunk, and climbed into the back seat, as I closed the door, I watched Justin run out of the door.

"Brooke you can't leave me!" He shouted. I sighed, and the tears that were almost gone, sprouted again.

"I'm sorry Justin."

And with that I was gone.