Songs & Fire [Brett and Casey]

Cry Pretty - #3o

(69) Challenge: Day 30 - 12/30/19

Song: Cry Pretty by Carrie Underwood

I'm sorry, but I'm just a girl

Not usually the kind to show my heart to the world

I'm pretty good at keeping it together

I hold my composure, for worse or for better

So I apologize if you don't like what you see

But sometimes my emotions get the best of me

And falling apart is as human as it gets

You can't hide it, you can't fight what the truth is

You can pretty lie and say it's okay

You can pretty smile and just walk away

Pretty much fake your way through anything

But you can't cry pretty

Brett locked herself in the bathroom stall at the firehouse. She was so hurt that she didn't know what to do. 'How could he sleep with her? I thought they were done, but he actually slept with her. Why?'

Brett had been in there for thirty minutes doing nothing but crying.

'Why I am crying? He's not mine. We're not together. But why does this hurt so bad.'

Brett continued to stay in the stall for as long as she could. The only thing that encouraged her to leave the stall was the alarm going off calling them all to the scene of a crash.

Oh no, you can't dress it up in lace or rhinestones

It don't matter if you're in a crowd or home all alone

Yeah, it's all the same when you're looking in the mirror

A picture of pain, so let it flow like a river

You can pretty lie and say it's okay

You can pretty smile and just walk away

Pretty much fake your way through anything

But you can't cry pretty

You can't turn off the flood when the dam breaks

When all your mascara is going to waste

When things get ugly, you just gotta face

That you can't cry pretty

Everyone knew something was wrong with Brett. She wasn't her normal bubbly self. At the crash scene, she had been so emotionless that everyone kept asking her if she was okay until she finally snapped at Ritter for getting in her way.

Quickly after apologizing to Ritter, Brett made her way to the only place she felt safe, the bathroom stall which she had claimed as hers.

Casey walked up to Foster after he watched Bretty scurry away, "Hey, Foster, is everything okay with Brett? She seems kinda off today."

Foster looked up at Casey and sighed, "Umm...she'll be okay. She's just having one of those days."

Casey nodded and was about to walk off, but Foster quickly interjected, "Hey, it's good to hear that you and your ex-wife are getting back together."

Casey turned and looked at Foster with wide eyes, "What are you talking about?"

"Well, Cabby, oh I mean Gabby, had a lot to tell Brett last night when she called to speak to her from Puerto Rico."

Casey's mouth fell open and he immediately left and went in search of Brett, but he was too late. She was already crying, and she wasn't crying pretty.

Oh no, you can't

Ooh, yeah

You can't turn off the flood when the dam breaks

When all your mascara is going to waste

When things get ugly, you just gotta face

That you can't cry pretty

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

No, you can't cry

No, you can't cry

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, woo

You can't cry

You can't cry pretty, baby

Oh yeah, woo, woo

No, you can't cry pretty, yeah

Sorry, this is very short. It's one a.m, and I am very tired, lol. See you all tomorrow for the last day of my Challenge!