Dean pov

I was told to meet Brie at KFC, which I am doing right now. I ordered a two piece even though we aren't suppose to eat this stuff, I still do. It makes me work out harder. It was delicious as I was now biting on the leg bone. That was when Brie walked in shades covering her eyes.
"Hey," she took a seat next to me, which shocked me since she usually just sit across the table from me. "Hola." I replied closing my box as I watch her snarled at my food. "You know you aren't suppose to eat that junk? It is bad for your body." She preached to me as I got a bit angry at her trying be miss know it all. "Maybe for yours but it good for mine" I said as I drank some water looking at her.
"Whatever. Dean I know we have done this many and many of times before and I say it the last time each time before clawing back to you. This time I'm going to say bye Dean. The look in Bryan's eyes is killing me, it is like he knows I'm not faithful to him or he suspects something. It is killing him and it is killing me to know that I'm doing that to him. I'm sorry Dean but from the bottom of my heart this is truly over." Brie exhaled and I got angry. She can be so dumb at times! Always thinking about Bryan's feeling but what about mine, huh? She just stomp all over it, maybe this break up is for the best. "What about my feelings Brie?" She got a look of guilt and sorrow but she was trying to be strong and strong she was. "I'm not married to you." Her words were like a truck ran me over and instead of dying where I can feel no pain I'm left to suffer. "Yeah, but you are in love with me." She stood up and bit her lips to keep her back from doing something. "But I'm married too and in love with Bryan." I got my box and got up and stand right next to her after her words. "You can't be in love with two Brie especially at the same time. I, uh, never mind. All I have to say is that this break up was for the best." I push pass her and dump the rest of the food in the bin knowing I won't need it for working out again, I already got a reason why I would basically kill myself in the gym.
I walked out and saw Nikki parked in her car sending me a small wave which I ignored and began to jog somewhere. I don't even know where yet but I'll find somewhere.

Four hours later and I end up at some old gym which was equipped with old exercising machines, which I'm first using some of. I raised ropes up and down for about and hour feeling my arms feeling like it is about to burn off but I don't care. I'll do anything to distract me from the pain, anything! I then went to this old wheel thing which you have to turn, which I must say is pretty difficult because it is heavy and stiff. I began to wipe sweat from my forehead just trying to get at least one turn "shit!" I cried out at how hard it is. Never have I ever got face with such a difficult machine.
"Ohhh, mi boy. This beauty give you trouble huh?" And old man who kids could mistake for Santa Claus, tap my back as I rest my hand on my knees sitting on the floor. "Nothing beautiful about it." I replied and he laughed a jolly old laugh. Did this man do a Santa surgery or something? "Ah! I think it is quite beautiful. I invented it myself." He said and I look up at him shocked, then it left and my face fell flat. "No wonder why it is so difficult." I was being a dick, but give me a break my girl broke up with me just now! "Yes, it is difficult but the reason being, you are doing it wrong." He told me and fold his arms. I got up and watch him in his sickeningly sweet face."then how do you use it?" My voice had a rude attitude to it but oh well. "Well first put both hands on either side of the wheel, like you are driving a car." He instructed and I shook my legs studying if to listen to him until I decided I might as well. I did as he told and place my hands on the wheel. "Okay, now because of my faulty doing the wheel can't go around completely. So it will go half then you have to spin it anti-clockwise half. It actually worked out for the best, because both arms gets the pressure. Don't let your arms fall off." With that the old man leave and I did as he told but it was hard. "Oh chest up, knee parted, squat a bit, tummy in!" He shout out before going into the back room shutting his door. I took his instruction and it helped. The machine was still difficult as hell but it is really good. It took my mind off Brie for a bit.

Two weeks later

I left a local gym about two hours ago and went to my hotel room and showered.
I'm now laying on the bed in my boxers only thinking about Brie. She was never really with me, she was always gone, she was always telling me to stay away and to behave. She said she is hurting Bryan and killing him but she killed me but she don't care. She says I can't love her again. Says I'll never see her unless it work related. She got an injury just so she can leave me. She took all her stuff she had by me. She left me without her soft skin, I love so much. Bryan's storyline with me end up getting linked to Brie's injury so he is out too with her and I have no idea where they are. It hurts every fibre in me, to know she would do that. She always did this, but this time she just left without a trace.
I know if you see her and Bryan you will think they are not meant to be. If you see her and I you will know she is mine. Anyone can see that. Sure her and Bryan are into the same things but we brought out sides of each other we never even know we had.
I gave her all, every bit of trust I had. I gave it to her but I guess my trust was never enough for her. This is why I never wanted to fall in love but she made me fall only so I can be used as a bridge she walks over to be with Bryan. I was stupid enough to fall for it. Well I hope it gives them hell. She left me alone and will never come back, that is what she promised.