Songs & Fire [Brett and Casey]

All I Could Do Was Cry

All I Could Do Was Cry

Song: All I Could Do Was Cry by Etta James (Beyonce Version)

Brett's POV

I heard church bells ringing

I heard a choir singing

I saw my love walk down the aisle

On her finger he placed a ring

Oh, oh

I saw them holding hands

She was standing there with my man

I heard them promise 'til death do us apart

Each word was a pain in my heart

He's getting married today. He's really getting married. Why can't I accept that? What's wrong with me?

"Breathe, Brett. Breathe," She gently whispered to herself as she walked inside the church.

Why didn't I take my chance when I had it? He could have ended up with me. Right? No. She's better than me. She's got it all. She's beautiful. And I'm...me. Just me. No one special, just Sylvie Brett.

All I could do

All I could do was cry

All I could do was cry

I was losing the man that I love

And all I could do was cry

Wow. He looks gorgeous. I've never seen him smile this much. It's infectious. Why didn't he ever smile like that at me? He's so handsome. Would he of looked like that at our wedding? Would we of ever had a wedding? Probably not because everything happens for a reason. Right? A reason. What reason though? Why is the man that I love, marrying someone who is not me? Why is that not me?

Just as Brett was about to continue her inner monologue, Naomi began her walk down the white rose petaled aisle.

"Wow." Stella gasped next to Brett on the church pew.

"Yeah. Wow." Brett sadly whispered back.

Normally, when the bride walks down the aisle the groom's eyes are glued to hers. But not this time. The groom, Matthew Casey, only seemed to be looking at one person. One person who would not meet his eyes for all the money in the world.

"Are you ready?" Severide asked the groom.

"Yeah. I'm ready." Casey sorrowfully answered.

And now, the wedding is over

The rice, rice has been thrown over their heads

For them life has just begun

But mine is ending