A/N: 'Mkay. So, it has been a very, very long time no see. I had Crippling Writer's Block.
Anyway, I was reading Burned by Ellen Hopkins for the millionth time when I thought of this. Now, I have never been one to do anything extremely deep, but maybe this is alright in terms of flow. I'm not sure... Just read it, it's not long.
Ohh. And it's Courtney telling this, err, story (?).
Disclaimer: I do not own the Total Drama Series.
Right. Wrong. Indifferent.
Is it w r o n g to enjoy everything you're supposed to be a g a i n s t?
To l o v e everything you were RaIsEd to hate?
To turn your back on what was supposed to be your all, your e v e r y t h i n g?
Is it wrong to fall for something you look down on?
To deny those f e e l i n g s you want to pour out of the organ about to b u r s t from your chest?
Hoping that maybe, just m a y b e, it will keep you from completely ripping it from your rib cage?
Is it wrong to claim you've bared your soul; when not even the one belonging to your shoe has come from underneath the body of secrets t h r e a t e n i n g to suffocate it?
To fear the very thing you have b e c o m e—not the thing i t s e l f, but keeping it that way, d e s p i t e the tantalizing bait being dangled in your face?
Is it wrong to b l a m e your parents for the fact that you can't even l o o k at yourself in the m i r r o r without feeling that urge to smash it into a m i l l i o n pieces?
To pray it was only a d r e a m; something the u r g e to hit the snooze button will c u r e?
Is it wrong to do something b a d because of how d a m n g o o d it feels?
To release the r e b e l inside of you because you flat-out want to?
Not caring who saw or heard. D a r i n g them to t e l l.
Is it wrong to not c a r e about what your M o t h e r or F a t h e r thinks or feels about your decisions?
To only care about your current state—which is happiness coursing through your veins and impure thoughts r u n n i n g though your h e a d.
All happening because of h i m, h i s arms—the one's now encircling y o u, filling your heart with forbidden love.
All because of o n e hell-like s u m m e r—the very season where you met, what you thought to be, the h u m a n equivalent of B E E L Z E B U B.
Where the only reason you thought of him as Satan in human flesh was because he introduced you to…
Duncan—the very reason you've g r o w n to resent the very people who RaIsEd you;
the reason scholarships became n e c e s s a r yrather than simple f a l l – b a c k plans;
the reason you were d i s o w n e d from not only your parents, but also the love and respect they once held for you.
Is it w r o n g to feel i n d i f f e r e n t about every choice you once thought was r i g h t—not a s i n g l e doubt in your mind?
To t h r o w a w a y everything you once held dear?
All for a B O Y.
A/N: Was it okay? Could you stand reading it? Did it disgust you? Tell me in a review, please. And give me pointers if you can. I'd really appreciate it.
I desperately hope I dug into Courtney's true character correctly. If I didn't feel more than free to tell me.
Ohh. And I don't hate Chris. I just thought calling him the Devil is something Courtney would do.