Well, here's yet another one shot where I choose to simply make Dragon as miserable as I with little to no hope for the future, because misery loves company, even if the company is the fictional character inside my head that I made up. I picked Vex because it just sort of seemed like she would work for this.

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Pairing: Vex/OC (Dragon, of course), Vex/Brynjolf

Universe: The Elder Scrolls V Skyrim (completely unrelated to any of my other Skyrim fics thus far)

Rating: T

Warning: Implied and mentioned sexual acts, language, femslash, cheating partners...

Disclaimer: I own neither the song nor Skyrim. I do, however, own a copy of each, and I also own Dragon. If you want to borrow her, please ask first.

Other: Obviously, this is a songfic based off of Crazy by Patsy Cline.

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Crazy

I should have known. Actually I did know. I knew I should have completely expected it, so it really shouldn't have caught me this off-guard. It shouldn't hurt this much. Maybe it's because it's both of you.

In fact, I'm completely crazy for ever thinking that this wouldn't be the only possible outcome. I've loved you for a long time, Vex. I guess that they're right when they say that love is blind. It's apparently deaf to the warnings of others and in general completely stupid.

I'm crazy for ever believing that you might actually stay with me. I walked into this knowing that you would love me just as long as you wanted and not a minute more- once you found someone else, someone better and more interesting, someone new, you would leave me in a heartbeat, but somehow I managed to just forget...

I don't know why I'm still here, in the hall, outside of the bedroom that we've had shared for a few short months, unable to move, listening to the moans and pants as tears silently and resignedly slip down my face. I recognized the other voice behind the door too, and maybe that's part of why it hurt so much. Bryn was, and I guess still is, my mentor and I trusted him. I know it's stupid to ever trust a thief, but I just never even considered that it might be him who my faithless lover eventually took to bed to take my place. I thought he cared about me at least enough to say no to you, but I guess that just makes me stupid.

It's stupid, I know, but I actually thought that maybe you loved me back. I guess I'm crazy for thinking that maybe my love would hold you. I shouldn't even be letting myself worry and agonize over the two of you, who are not more than ten feet away from me. I don't even know why I'm still worrying about it, but all I can seem to do is wonder what in the world I did to finally make you tire of me. Maybe I was too dependent, maybe I was too clingy. Maybe it wasn't anything I did, maybe it was just going to happen eventually no matter what, the only questions were who and how soon. But you'll never give me an answer if I ask, will you? No, of course not.

I guess I'm just crazy.

Crazy for thinking that my love could hold you.

Crazy for trying.

Crazy for crying.

But most of all, I'm crazy for loving you.

:'(PoorDragon

Well, that's the end for now, my lovelies, hope you enjoyed or whatever the equivalent would be for a fic like this. Goodbye for now, my lovelies.