Heartbreak
Story by Rosemary

Baby Baby Baby...... I Wanna Satisfy You.

Maybe I Try Too Damn Hard, To Show You I Love You.

What Made You Go And Run This Game On Me?

When I Stayed By Your Side,

What Made You Go And Leave?

I'm Tired Of My Heart..... Being Broken.

I'm Tired Of These Tears..... Falling Down My Face.

I'm Tired Of This Love..... Being Taken For

Granted. (Wont You Go Your Way)

Britney stared at the pouring rain. The rain reflected her emotions. She ran away now and she didn't have to feel those feelings anymore. He hurt her. She was still in her bathrobe. She had just woken up. She took the sand mans dust our of hers and went towards the kitchen. So quiet. She liked her small apartment. Cozy and nice. Big homes were just a waste of space for only one person.

A tear slipped from her eye with no emotion appearing on her face. The saltiness stung her face leaving a streak of wetness. He wasn't worth her tears. Thoughts ran through her head and she tried to slip into his skin to think of why he did these to her...the video, the interviews, the hateful words?

Was nothing sacred anymore. What they once shared was now open for all to hear. This showed that all the things they did together...all the special moments were worthless and meant only a spec of sand to him...maybe even less. He must have cared. Or was it an act?

These thoughts were too mind boggling. She went to the kitchen for an aspirin...or maybe something else could soothe her pain? She looked a the alcoholic beverage sitting on the fridge. What an easy way out...or was it?

She grabbed the bottle instantly after a few seconds of stares and poured herself a helpful glass. In one swig she drank it getting intoxicated. Her body felt numb from what she just absorbed. She decided to take the whole bottle with her and just lay in bed. She laid down with feelings of emptiness. Her stomach churned at the thought of him. She drank another sip and forgot.

She was now feeling dizzy and unaware of her surroundings.

You Don't Know, How I Feel..... I'm For Real.

I Used To Be In Love,...... But Not No more.

When Will You Learn That I Got Feelings Too?

You'll Never Know Until It Happens To You.

I'm Tired Of My Heart..... Being Broken.

I'm Tired Of These Tears..... Falling Down My Face.

I'm Tired Of This Love..... Being Taken For

Granted. (Wont You Go Your Way)

Britney woke up in a cold sweat. She felt so bad. She got up slowly from her bed...she fell with a thud. She shook her head and got up holding the sides of the bed. She went to the bathroom to take a cold shower. She stripped her clothes and slipped in to the raining water. There she just stood and let the water massage her. It trickled down her skin. She stumbled and fell on the cold tiled floor of the shower. She did not hesitate to get up. She crawled into a ball bringing her knees to her chest. There she cried like no tomorrow. She let the water freeze her....she wanted to die...maybe she would eventually.

She finally got out refreshed of all her emotions...she let them go. Her train of easiness was lost as she heard the phone ring. She jerked as she went to see the ID. "'PRIVATE NUMBER" was what read on the screen. Scanning the room as if she was confused she picked it up.

"Hello?"

Over on the other line Justin cradled the phone to his ear as he heard and angelic voice enter his brain and mind. He did not answer Britney's hello of question.

"Who is this?" she said with a deep breathe of confusion with her sweet southern voice coming out.

He listened to her breathing...just holding on to what he just wanted to hear forever. Seemed crazy but he hoped she would stay on the phone forever. Justin's sweat developed "I love you." he whispered and hung up. A pain jolt in his heart. He missed her dearly. He ran his fingers through his curls and didn't let the tears run...he held them in his eyes like bladder.

Britney looked at the phone in confusion. She knew it was Justin.

"Fuckin lies!" she screamed as she threw the phone into the wall. The small cell shattered.

She lunged to the floor and let it all out...the tears seemed to shade her face like a blanket...or maybe like a river.

There's One Thing I Gotta Ask of You,

One Thing, Gotta Ask Of You (Gotta Ask Of You)

If This Is True (True)

Why You Took Your Love Away?

Why You Took Your Love Away, From Meeee

There's One Thing I Gotta Ask of You,

One Thing, Gotta Ask Of You (Gotta Ask Of You) This Is

True (True)

Why You Took Your Love Away? (Whyyyyy)

I'm Tired Of My Heart..... Being Broken.

I'm Tired Of These Tears..... Falling Down My

Face. (Falling, Falling)

I'm Tired Of This Love..... Being Taken For

Granted. (Wont You Go Your way)

Song by Aaliah