No Room for Love

Eli and Brooklyn were everyone's ideal couple. They didn't have it all, but they had each other... until they didn't.


11. 11.


 It had been two weeks since the wedding. The first week after the wedding, Eli called and texted Brooklyn. She had forwarded all of his calls to voicemail and ignored all of his messages. When he would knock on her door, she would turn off all of the lights and pretend she wasn't home. At night she would cry herself to sleep. During the day she would work long hours at the library to try and keep him out of her thoughts.

The second week, he stopped calling and texting and showing up at her door. Brooklyn felt so lonely. The whole incident at the wedding left her confused and angry and hurt. Now she didn't know how to feel. When she made it home in the evenings she would sit at the piano and play the old music he had taught her during their piano lessons. She missed hearing how beautifully he played the piano. She missed how those long piano fingers could play against her own skin. She missed how thoughtful he was and how he seemed to notice everything. She missed him. Brooklyn just felt like she had been played like a fool when it was so easy for him to leave her that day. And what did Sarah mean when she said she owned him? It was all just too much for Brooklyn.


One morning Brooklyn grabbed a chai tea and bagel from her favorite café, Willow, on the way to work. When she made it in to work, she ate her bagel as she checked in the books from the return box. When she finished with that she asked her coworker to man the front desk while she returned books to the shelves. She grabbed her tea and headphones, and a cart full of encyclopedias and rolled them upstairs. Not many people came up to the research area of the library, so it was quiet and secluded; the way Brooklyn liked it. She rolled her cart to the far right corner of the floor and between some shelves, popped her earbuds into her ears and started putting books onto the shelf.

Brooklyn had been putting books on shelves for about twenty minutes. She was humming and dancing a little to the music when she felt a pair of hands on her waist. Startled, she dropped the encyclopedia in her hand and spun around so quickly that her ankle twisted, causing her to fall to the ground. She grabbed her ankle and shut her eyes as the pain shot up her leg. Her eyes shot open when she felt the hands on her again. Kneeling in front of her was a very good looking Eli. Well groomed as always except instead of the light stubble that was usually there, he had grown a beard. He had grabbed Brooklyn's foot, put it on his knee and was now taking off her shoe. She could see his mouth moving, but she couldn't hear any of the words. That's when she remembered she had been listening to music. She quickly snatched her earphones out of her ears.

"What?" Eli looked up from her foot.

"I said I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." He let out a small laugh. "This isn't exactly how I saw this going over in my mind. Good thing is, I don't think its sprained"

"It's okay." Brooklyn watched as he rubbed her ankle. She felt herself getting excited about seeing him, but with one look back at that beard that she isn't used to seeing, the realization that they aren't together anymore hit her like a brick.

"Eli, what are you doing here," she asked, pulling her leg back.

"I needed to see you. I can't stop thinking about you. I've been completely miserable without you." Eli scooted closer, laying a hand on her right knee.

"That's not what it looked like two weeks ago. You told me not to worry because if any of them said anything to me, you would handle it,but I'm the one who got handled, Eli. I just don't understand. You said you had nothing to do with her, but you jumped as soon as she snapped her fingers." Brooklyn pushed his hand off of her knee and stood up, fixing her clothes.

"Brook, It's not like that." Eli grabbed the book she dropped as he stood, and handed it back.

Brooklyn placed the book on the shelf and turned back to him. "Then tell me what happened in the past that Sarah was referring to."

"Don't listen to Sarah. She was making things up to get under your skin."

"If that's true, Eli, why did you break up with me so suddenly?"

Eli ran his fingers through his hair and sighed. "I can't explain that right now."

"Why don't you feel like you can trust me enough to talk to me, Eli? Is it that hard to just be honest with me?" Brooklyn was standing close now, looking into Eli's eyes with a pained expression.

After a few moments, "I'm sorry", is all Eli managed to say.

Brooklyn took a step back and let out a sigh. "So am I." She turned and walked back downstairs, and locked herself in the employee lounge until she was sure he was gone.

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