Bree knew she was shaking. She knew she wasn't in her right mind. Slamming her fist hard against the wall, she didn't even care about the white hot pain that seered through her body. Nothing would ever make sense anymore. It didn't matter anymore, anyway. Everything that Bree had ever had, everything that she had ever clung onto, had been lost. And yet, somehow, it was like a dream. Bree felt like she would wake up at any moment, that it wasn't happening to her. Nothing like this ever happened to her. This was a first.

Somebody told me you were not coming home

The words suspended in time,

And the air suddenly went cold

The sun is still shining,

But everything feels like rain,

Ah, and if I had one wish,

It would be to see you again

"Why did you do this to me, Rex?" Bree cried out, lashing out with her fist against the wall once again, "You promised! You promised to love me! You promised never to leave! And you did! You did!" She was screaming now, shaking uncontrollably. With that, she bolted to the cupboard, opened it and began to take all of Rex's clothes out and throw them on the bed. It wasn't happening. This kind of thing wasn't supposed to happen to her. She was perfect. Life had always been perfect for her. Or so she had thought.

Nothings fair when we lose

Without a moment to say goodbye

How come the world won't spinning

Now that you're gone?

I know every end has beginnings

But this ones so wrong

So wrong, so wrong

That phonecall. That sinking feeling Bree had only just discovered when she picked up the phone that afternoon. It was one that she knew she would never forget. The prospect of Rex being dead had been too much for her to handle and for a moment she had refused to believe it; had refused to believe that it was true. But he was gone. And he was never coming back. Never.

Caught in the middle,

Wrong place,

Wrong time,

And I'm hopelessly missing you,

And I can't stop deny

Nothings fair anymore,

And I know there's a better place;

And I'll never stop dreaming of you

"Fuck you," Bree hissed to herself in harsh tones. She was furious with him. He had left her feeling these feelings that she had never even felt before.. had left her feeling nothing but remorse and pain. Bree knew she was screwed now, how was she going to explain all this to Andrew and Danielle? Everything had fallen apart with that one phonecall. Bree knew she could never forget.

How come the world won't spinning

Now that you're gone?

I know every end has beginnings

But this ones so wrong

So wrong, so wrong

How can the seasons keep changing

Since you disappeared?

Oh yeah

Tell me,

How come the world won't stop?

How come the world won't stop?

Rumaging around in the cupboards, Bree found several of Rex's shirts, ties, and other miscillanious items. She even discovered to her horror that the box of toys that Rex had always kept was still there, and immidiately burst into tears once again when she saw it. Pushing it aside, she kept looking for the rest of his belongings. She had to keep busy.. she just had to.. she couldn't fall apart again like she had just before. Not now. Not ever.

Sweet tears I shed;

This pain we lay to rest

It's hard lettin' go,

But I keep movin' on

In a place I don't belong

And then the day of Rex's funeral had dawned, and Bree found herself walking slowly towards his open coffin. She could feel everyone's presence behind her; her horrible mother-in-law Phyllis behind her, Andrew and Danielle trudging alongside, her friends and relatives, and many other people who had come to pay their respects to her husband. As Bree stepped up towards the coffin, a tear trickled down her cheek and she impatiently wiped it away. "Rex.. I just want you to know - even though our marriage had it's faults, it was the best eighteen years I could have ever asked for. You'll always be the love of my life. Thank you." She whispered so no one else could hear. She didn't even notice that he was wearing that disgusting prep school tie. Bree just sighed sadly, stepped back from the coffin and turned away, knowing that she had just gazed into her husband's face for the very last time.

How come the world won't spinning

Now that you're gone?

I know every end has beginnings

But this ones so wrong

So wrong, so wrong

How can the seasons keep changing

Since you disappeared?

Oh yeah

Tell me,

How come the world won't stop?

How come the world won't stop?

I know every end has beginning

But this one's so wrong,

So wrong..