Yes. A third fanfic for me. But I'll keep updating OTS and Fallin' for France once a week. It won't be a big problem knowing that story had been written a long time ago. There is only some modifications I have to do. Anyway, here it is and I hope you'll like it.
In Courtney's POV
I don't own TDI at all but, obviously, I would like to.
Love's Just Pain
But at times, it's just sweetness
Love can be mad
But it can be happy too
Love is never jealous
Just an overlover
Love is a drug
When you quit,
You come back
Love is fearless
Love still has its weakness
Your love is what I prefer
It is sweet and rude
Your love hurts
But I can't live without you
―KatyJay09
Love's Just Pain
It was one of these warm spring afternoons. You know, at the end of April, when all the kids show off their new bikes and teenagers hang out near the shopping mall... Well that kind of afternoon. That day, I was supposed to spend my whole Saturday afternoon working but, surprisingly, my boss gave me the rest of my day off. The first thing I wanted to do was to take a long shower and go to Duncan's place.
I took my handbag and walked to home. My house wasn't that far; just a street corner away from there. I passed many houses and then, I saw Duncan's one. There were a red convertible parked in the highway; looking nice, comfortable but really expensive. It reminded me of the school principal's car. Maybe it was her; the punk's mother and Principal Carey were good friends. I ignored this fact and continued my way home.
When I got home, my mother was baking, as usual, while singing a Celine Dion song. In life, that woman loved three things; baking, Celine Dion and her children. It was her life since she was alone. My father died when I was 2. I didn't know many things about him but my mother did. Unfortunately, she was avoiding the subject all the time and who ever I was asking no one was able to tell me. That was the thing that made me and Duncan even closer; he knew who I was. He knew what I was living. He understood for an unknown reason. But I believed in his words. They were comforting and he was speaking them like if they were already blessed. I swallowed them like honey.
I kissed hello to my mother (A/N: I don't know if we can say that?) and went upstairs to take a shower. After a long, refreshing shower, I checked my messages while I was dressing up. There was one. From Duncan. Hoping he would tell me one of his smooth talk sentences, I began to read it.
Court, Im sorry but its over. Don't take it personal.
I couldn't believe what I just read. It couldn't be true. Duncan always loved me. He wouldn't tell me something like this. I threw my cellphone at the other side of the room and began to cry. As tears where going out my eyes, I was profoundly thinking; why would he have done that? He wasn't the kind of guy who would dump his girlfriend by text message. Okay... he was. But he would have said this more softly. Not just two sentences. I couldn't believe this. I didn't want to believe it. Just one thought went across my mind; get some reasons why. Not on the phone. At his place. I needed three good reasons to leave me; I mean, why would he do that? I'm perfect! I wasn't going to stay here, wondering why he had broken up. Without any hesitation, I took my keys and went back downstairs. I looked to the silver clock hanging on one of the red walls of the kitchen. It was almost 4. So... I had been crying for 2 long hours? Anyway, I opened the entrance door and stepped outside without any discretion. My mom never asked where I was going. She knew I was responsible and anyway, it was just 4 o'clock. I unlocked my mother's black Jeep doors, sat on the driver seat and started the car. I pressed hastily on backpedal to get out of the entrance parking. In three infernal minutes, I was in front of Duncan's house. I was going to park in the entrance when I realized the red convertible was still there. After a short reflection, I made my way to the corner of the street and parked the Jeep there. A surprise visit would be more... interesting.
I was walking on my tiptoes. Even if there was one car parked, I didn't want to be heard. Before I could in front of the entrance door, I remembered I would have to ring at his door if I wanted to enter. Thankfully, his room was behind the house and had its own outside door so there was only one solution left; climb over the backyard fence. I took a run-up and rushed on the fence. I passed over and fall on the fresh grass sat on the ground. Thankfully, I didn't tear up my jeans. I made my way hastily, but quietly, through the large yard. I took a shortcut through the tomato garden of Mrs. Crawford. Finally, I arrived in front of Duncan's room door. It wasn't locked. I took a deep breath and placed my hand on the handle, figuring out what I would say.
"How could you do that to me?" was the perfect sentence. Then, I would argue with him a long hour and we would make up at the end. He would understand I am the one for him and would apologize. It was the perfect deal.
I took another deep breath and pushed the door.
"Duncan, you jerk, how could you―"
I stopped my sentence to realize what was happening. Duncan was lying on his bed, half naked (jeans still on) but he wasn't alone. On top of him, there was a tall, gorgeous blonde girl. She had only her tight jeans and a pink bra on. Then, I understood everything; the car, the text message, the break up... Duncan, who used to be my boyfriend, was cheating on me. And that girl, who was lying on him and had a minute ago her tongue in his mouth, was Principal Carey's daughter; AJ. That was why the red convertible was parked in front of the house.
They both looked at me for awhile, embarrassed. Then AJ leaned to reach her shirt on the floor. Duncan was still glaring at me while I was unconsciously pouring some tears.
"Courtney, what are you doing here?"
I turned back and stepped outside, running the fastest way I could. I didn't want to hear anything else. I didn't want to see anything else. I figured out, by that time, Love is blind and, when you realize the "perfect man" illusion your boyfriend had been giving to you was false, you know Love's Just Pain.