Is this love? (Beau Brooks fanfiction)

Trust? No.

I ran to some lake. I wasn't sure where I was but I didn't care, because nothing mattered anymore. The one I loved, cheated on me. I don't know how long it's been going on, or if he really loved me.

I was looking at my reflection in the water and started thinking. No wonder he was cheating on me. She was everything I wasn't. She was pretty, everything about her was pretty and envied her for that. Maybe because she was making out with my boyfriend, or maybe it's because it's true. I splashed my reflection and started to cry. It was pitch black by now. I laid on my back looking up at the stars. All of a sudden someone lays next to me and says.

"Beautiful, huh?" He says. I wasn't too sure who it was but I didn't care. I looked over and saw Luke laying there.

"Yeah. How'd you know I was here?" I asked.

"Well, I followed you and when I saw you sit here I thought you might need sometime to yourself." He says.

"Yeah, I did. It didn't help though." I said.

"I know. I can tell when your still sad. You kind of look like a lost puppy when your sad." he says smiling.

"I do not!" I protest while laughing.

"It hurts Luke. It hurts so bad. I loved him, I still do and he cheats on me? I don't even know who that girl is but I'm jealous of her. She's more beautiful than me. I wouldn't be surprised if he left me for her. But the fact is, I'm broken inside. I can't help but wonder why? Luke why would he do this to me I thought he loved me." I say crying.

"He does love you Louise,and don't say your not beautiful because you are. She's not more beautiful than you. Your pretty, smart, talented, and an overall good person. It'll be ok, I promise you." Luke says. I couldn't help but smile because I can honestly tell Luke anything. He's my best friend and I think of him as a big brother even though I'm a little bit older than him.

"Thanks Luke." I say hugging him.

"Your welcome, now your going to have to talk to Beau. So, I'm taking you back to the house and you two can talk."

"Ok." I say because there was no point in refusing. We got back to the house and soon as I walk in Beau grabs my hand and leads me up to his room. I felt disgusted holding his hand right now.

"Louise, I feel terrible. I'm so sorry." Beau says having a tear roll down his cheek.

"Beau, sorry isn't going to cut it." I say not making eye contact.

"It meant nothing, I swear! You have to trust me." He says crying more.

"I can't trust you anymore. I don't trust you anymore. It'll take a lot to trust you again." I say.

"I understand. What happens now?" He asks nervously.

"Friends."