{N/A} I was inspired によって this song called "Blame it on me" によって Chrisette Michele. She has a beautiful voice, and this song just gave a fantastic idea for a short (well not so short) oneshort.

Enjoy!

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Courtney sat, almost motionless. She let her head hang, while her tattered hair dangled with agony. She was breathing quite softly, considering her past situation.

She almost couldn't believe. Who would believe I would ever be here? She scoffed before taking in her surroundings once more.

A cell. How convenient. She looked back down, taking notice the pair of hand-cuffs, that was tightly secured around her wrist.

Courtney couldn't quite reminisce everything that happened. All that could come to mind was her heart, and how it was broken in half. Torn in two.

She had that delinquent to blame for. He made her feel wonderful, then 次 she feels an unimaginable amount of betrayal. She spent weeks crying, and mourning their relationship. Convincing herself this was not true. Everything they've been through...gone in mere seconds. It's acted as if this relationship had never happened.

Did he not have no remorse? She kept asking her self. Why did he do it? What the hell was he thinking? What does she have that I don't? Did he not 愛 me? The same 質問 continued to ring inside her head.

When Courtney finally concluded he'd made up his mind about their relationship, she finally broke.

An man in important uniform, opened the cell. He rudely forced her out of the cell, while telling Courtney to follow him. "Don't try anything funny?" He threaten.

Courtney never spoke word, as if she was in trance, that could never be broken. She just continued to hang her head.

A the officer pulled Courtney into an empty room, and sat Courtney down in at a small table. He left the room, and few moments later another man entered the room who あなた could call a "detective".

The detective walked in, eyeing the young lady, before sitting across from her. He pulled out a note pad, before giving her a hard stare. "Are あなた Courtney Daniels?" He asked calmly.

Courtney finally rose her head, slightly scaring the investigator. Her eyes were blood-shot, her clothing her worn out and rugged, her hair was darker than usual giving an angst-vibe, and Courtney's face looked wickedly pale. To narrow it all down, she looked like a zombie! "Yes. I mean of course detective, who would it be than Courtney Daniels. The boy screw-up."

The detective ignored her overactive response, and pressed on. "Can あなた tell me exactly what happened?!" He interrogated.

Courtney grinned wickedly, now remembering her past events, and the reason why she was here to begin with.

Her jack-ass boyfriend and his ゴシック slut.

They both had no problem going behind her back, as if there would be no consequences . It made her laugh, it really did, they obviously did not know her...at all. She was upset of course, and there were tears ( a lot of them) but than she thought, Why am I the only who got blamed for this? Who got hurt? Who left with a broken heart?

She loved him so much, and here she was...one of those girls who are plundered of their 愛 from heart-breaking savages.

Courtney would not let that happened no more. She doesn't care anymore who blames her for this deceitfulness. She was done crying, she was done denying. It was time to stop regretting, and start forgetting.

Courtney shrugged half-heartily. "There's nothing to tell detective." She simply said.

"Don't lie to me. We have eye witness's claiming to see あなた doing foul play to Mr.Coleman's vehicle. Bashed windows, flat tires. あなた might as well as admit it." He folded his arms smugly, proud of his scrutinizing.

He was right though. She was the one to that terrorized that bastard's pick-truck. He had caught her red-handed. She assumed it probably woke him, though she didn't care.

While he stood there completely puzzled, Courtney was surprised herself. She didn't she had it in her, to go this far. Maybe Duncan had rubbed off after all.

Of course, Gwen called the police the moment she saw the incident, Courtney didn't care to run from the scene. She was actually proud of herself, and did continued to put もっと見る bonus dint's in his truck. Duncan was attempting to cease her rage, but she would violently warn him to back または he would end up like his truck. He was smart to not advance.

Courtney awaited the police to arrive, to arrest her, and as she was forced into the back of the police cruiser, she noticed some tears come from Duncan's pathetic eyes, as he started at his battered truck in awe. Courtney couldn't help but laugh snidely.

Courtney leaned her cheek on her right, as she glared at the detective. "Ahh, あなた silly sleuth. Yep, あなた caught me, go ahead convict me." She jokely held her wist up to him.

The detective didn't fine her amusement funny one bit, and was just about annoyed. "All あなた pathetic women are crazy. Get over yourselves!" He spat.

Courtney glared at him once more, but with もっと見る furry than giddiness. "Take your petty words and shove it up your ass, and step into my shoes why don't you, detective." Courtney argued. "Go ahead! Blame it on me, I don't care. Because あなた know what, I'm so sick of crying, while probably those sick twisted people who did this to me is probably having the time of their lives. I'm done regretting..."Courtney trailed off as if she was talking to someone else. "...You know what...fine. Have あなた satisfaction, says it's my fault, cause あなた know what, trashing that ogre's truck was probably the most fun I had in a while!"

She glanced up at the the detective who didn't seem faze によって her speech at all. "Courtney Daniels, I'm charging あなた with the destructiveness of personal property. May あなた find some help." He left the room without another word.

Courtney slumped into her seat, sighing heavily . Even considering her situation, she had to have once last laugh. So what, if she would probably be convicted of foul play. So what if Duncan probably hated her. She was done worrying, this world is filled with terrible people, the only way to survive is to stop waiting and to take action.

"Heh, blame it on me." She grinned devilishness before propping her feet on the table, and getting comfortable.

Besides, she doesn't care...anymore.



Fin.