True: I actually have nothing to say… freaky! =D WAIT! I do have something to say! I decided how many chapters I'm going to have… I'm just going to wing it! =D it'll probably be over soon, like, in a few chapters. But I make no promises…

OH! I need to thank bella-sk8er for a bit of this chapter! *hugs* Thank you SOO much! If you haven't read her story Taking Chances, go read it! It's awesome! You won't regret it, I promise! Unless you do… WHICH YOU WON'T! Seriously, go read it… NOW!

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Seriously? Do I even have to say that…

Two years later I was working at the local car shop in New Jersey. When I left my life in New York City, I just traveled a bit, and landed here. It wasn't exactly what I imagined but it was nice. Nice people, nice food, nice place. I was walking in my favorite coffee shop when I started remembering my old life, my friends, my love, my life. I've been having these flashbacks for the last few days. They're all about the day I told Courtney I loved her. I didn't want to remember it. It just… happened. And I had a bad feeling something terrible was going to happen.

"I said I wanted no milk, and look! There's milk!" A short brunette was yelling at the owner of the coffee shop, Jim. "Look! I told you it was an accident! It's not that big a deal!" The brunette glared at Jim, "I'm lactose intolerant! You could have gotten me killed! And you think that's no big deal?"

Court… was that really Courtney? It had to be, how many tan, brunette, lactose intolerant, uptight, overacting girls do you know? Besides, it looked exactly like her.

"Ugh, whatever, I don't want your coffee anyway."

"Hey now. Give the dude a break. It was an accident." I said. Court turned around, glaring daggers.

"An accident? Accident or not, it could have killed me!" She said, seething. She didn't recognize me. Well, we couldn't have that, now could we? Not after all that time I'd spent thinking about her.

"Look, Princess. Chill." I said, using the exact words I've used so often with her.

"Don't tell me to chill! I will not chill! And don't call me Prin- Duncan?" She asked, all the anger draining from her voice, the daggers leaving her eyes, making room for a look of hopelessness that was soon covered up by a neutral expression. Yep. That was definitely my, uh, I mean, Daniel's, Courtney. "W-What are you doing here?" She asked, not bothering to mask her surprise.

"I could ask you the same question." I stated, then sighed. "But I live here. And you?"

"I'm here on a business trip… You know, I'm still working for that law firm in New York…" An awkward silence followed, we haven't seen each other for so long, and we don't have much to talk about.

"So… how's Daniel" Courtney's face suddenly darkened, "I wouldn't know… We got divorced, I couldn't handle it anymore…" She stayed silent for a minute, "He kept blaming all his problems on me. When he got fired he yelled and said it was my fault, he had to take care of me instead of working as hard as he could and then he…" She chuckled without any humor, "he slapped me," I stood shocked, I was about to intervene but she continued, "I never told anyone, I thought he would stop… but he didn't. It just got worse and I couldn't stop it. Finally I… I told someone, and we just… got divorced"

You wouldn't have had to go through this… if you just chose me.

"It probably would've been easier if I just chose you huh?" She laughed dryly, "You're so selfish Duncan!"

"Me? How am I selfish? I told you that I loved you! And you slapped me. True, it probably wasn't the best timing, but do you know how much courage that took?"

She glared at me and all eyes at the shop turned to us, "I'm not going to apologize for what I did Duncan. You deserved it, you were too late"

I scoffed, "So you're saying if I told you a few years earlier you wouldn't have slapped me. Somehow I think that's a bit hard to believe."

Anger flashed through Court's eyes and I stepped back, I was almost afraid. She really looked like she wanted to kill me. "I'm saying you were too late! You had to tell me on my wedding day? Do you know how much that hurt me? You keep saying how much I hurt you, how much pain you went through. Did you ever stop to think that I was going through the same thing? No, you didn't!"

Tears looked like they were welling up in her eyes, I wish I could just stop them, that I could hold her too much chest and everything would be right. But that won't happen anytime soon…

"You were too late Duncan! Ten bloody years too late! You know why? Because I loved you since we were 16!"

True: Yes, Yes, poor Duncan, poor Courtney. Poor everyone! Ahh... I kind of like this chapter. What do you think? Not much of a cliffy but I wanted to end it there... *sighs* I'm sick... *sneezes* My nose hurts...

Ugh... short chapter, I'm so sorry about that! I just feel terrible, I didn't feel like writing much, sorry! D=

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