Hometown Love

Chapter Fifteen - Fallin Back On Nothing

Chapter Fifteen - Falling back on nothing

"Have you told him you're going to New York?" Percy asked me as I gathered my bag from the floor and placed it on the bed to close it.

I sighed deeply and closed my eyes. This was killing me inside. Camille had already lectured me about it but I just couldn't get my nerves on to tell Brody I was leaving to New York for a week.

I was coming back, after all.

After I finished the book and sent it to my agent, she went through it with the publisher and they gave me the final 'yes' to put it on the paper. But for that, I would have to meet with them in New York and sign papers, schedule publishing events and hear them say a lot of things I had no idea of.

And as much as I was completely excited about the fact that I had finished the book and was having it published, I wasn't sure about how I was feeling.

"I'm telling him later." I told my brother, who stood by the door staring at me with worried eyes.

"You're leaving in an hour, little sis. When is it going to be later?" Percy asked me crossing his arms against his chest and I bit my lip, not knowing how to respond.

"It's only for a week." I argued, raising my hands in the air, trying to prove a point.

"You know he will be mad if you just up and leave for New York." He said and I tried to come up with something to say to him but I didn't. My brother was right.

The thing was, I was afraid that telling Brody I was leaving for a week would make him think I wasn't coming back.

After all, he knew that Jeanette wanted me to travel the country advertising for my book, and he wasn't very happy with that fact, even though he did everything to hide it.

"I'll tell him." I told Percy who nodded in approval and left the room leaving me alone. I didn't know how I was going to do it, but I had to talk to him. Maybe if I asked him to go with me things would be less worse.

It wasn't as if he wouldn't be able to leave town for a week. The shop wouldn't be in trouble if left for a seven days.

That was it. I was asking him to come with me.

As I walked to the mechanic shop, I felt my hands shaking and my heart racing. I had no idea what would be Brody's reaction to my invitation.

I guess I only had to think that the worst that could happen was that he was going to say no and I would go alone following my first plan. It couldn't be too bad to be away for one week, right?

Before I entered the shop, my phone rang and I had to stop to answer it. It was my manager and if I didn't take the call, heads were going to be chopped off. And by heads I mean mine.

"I'm almost on my way." I answered not waiting for the question that I sure knew would arrive.

"When are you planning on arriving here?" Jeannete asked me and I sighed.

"At night. I'll go straight to the hotel and by tomorrow morning you will see me in your office as planned." I stated in a lawyer manneer, trying to be as convincing as I could.

When the woman was satisfied with my response, she ended the call and I got back to being nervous. It was a weird feeling, to be honest. I wasn't supposed to be this anxious, there was really no need to be. Yet I was completely desperate.

Rolling my eyes at my own stupidity, I made my way to the inside of Brody's shop, looking around at all his pictures on the wall and thinking back on the first day we met here.

I had a smile plastered on my face when I heard a woman's voice coming from the office.

I silently approached the office, trying to figure out what she was saying. I felt a sting in my heart in every step I took, having a not very good sensation about this situation.

"Oh, Brody, you know that Thea girl will never find out about us. You don't need to be worried, baby."

I was standing in front of the door, watching a familiar blonde face wrapping her arms around my boyfriend's neck and pulling him closer.

His back was facing me so he didn't see me as I witnessed the moment the blondie bitch pressed her lips against his.

Feeling nauseated and drowning in pain, I ran away without any of them taking notice of my presence. I was sick.

The feeling of betrayal was starting to sink in as I found my way out of the shop. I had to look for the closest trash bin to put everything out. I found one turning right on the block and after taking my hair off my face, I bent down.

My stomach was completely emptied out and I was vomiting only bile when I was able to stop.

Tears were running down my face and I couldn't tell what exactly I was feeling. Betrayal, anger, sickness, craziness, anything and everything at the same time.

Why did he fucking have to do this?

Flashes of my first night at the bar when I saw Brody and the same blondie making out came back to my mind.

Were they seeing each other this entire time I was here? Was everything we shared a huge bullshit?

He told me he loved me.

And he fucking cheated on me.

He fucking made me believe I was worth something. He made me believe he had changed from the idiotic guy who abandoned me in the woods. And the did something even worse.

I was a wreck.

And the only thing I knew for sure was that I should have never come back.

It was a mistake in all different ways.

At least I was leaving now and I sure as hell didn't think of coming back again.

Not anymore.

I was leaving for good. And leaving behind a huge part of myself. A part that believed in people. Believed in love. I would never have that again. I was sick and tired of believing and having faith.

First Carl and now Brody. At least I never really loved Carl, and I never expected more from him. But Brody...

I gave myself entirely to him and he shattered me. I was broken because of him. Once again.

And I had only myself to blame. Only my stupid self for believing he could change and love me.

Going back home, if I could even call that place that anymore, I grabbed the rest of my belongings I was supposed to leave there and put them all in the back of my car.

Thankfully mom was out shopping and Percy should be out working too.

I entered the driver's seat and turned the engine on. With the radio on playing loud rock songs, I drove away from all the pain.

Not anymore, I told myself. No more hurt.

With that in mind, I decided. I was going to focus on my work and the book. Nothing else and nothing more.

Stopping by the side of the road, I took my phone out and wrote a text to the only person I didn't want to talk to.

It's over. I'm leaving and not coming back. Don't call me.

And then I deleted Brody's number. We were over. And I was back with nothing.

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I don't have a good feeling about this chapter but it had to be done.

I apologize for the long long wait and for the short chapter... This year's being hectic and I barely have time to breath, so, I'm really sorry.

Hope you liked it, though.

:)