The song is Broken by Seether Ft Amy Lee.
Chapter 1
Courtney was in the loft, she was spending a
lot of time there, seeing as how she had bought the place and all. She sat on
the window sill, watching the rain pour down. It seemed like they were in for a
storm tonight. They as in the citizens of Port Charles. She sighed, wondering
how her life had become so screwed up. "Well," She tried to console herself.
"It can't get much worse." True, it couldn't get much worse. Sonny had disowned
her and to make matters worse she had sold to his enemy. Any hope that there
might have been for her and Jason in the past was long gone.
A single tear made its way down her cheek as she made no move to wipe it away. After everything that had happened, this is what it all had come to. A broken family, a broken marriage, a broken heart. Ultimately a broken woman. Mind you, there were some good aspects. There was Carly and Michael and Morgan. Her father also of course, they were the only things that kept her going when the only thing she wanted to do was give up. A few more tears trickled down her cheek, the moisture softening her skin.
"Why?" She asked herself out loud. "Why god damnit? Why does this all have to be happening?" She raised a shaky hand to her head and ran it through her blond hair. "It wasn't supposed to be like this, it should have been wonderful. Jason, Rosie, our baby and me but instead I'm left with nothing." She picked up a nearby picture and stared at it. It was of her and Jason. Smiling at the camera, with no care in the world. The happier days, when everything was going so right. The picture didn't go along with what was happening. With a bitter laugh, she threw the picture at the wall where it shattered on impact. "There, that's better." She said, gazing at the broken shards of glass that were surrounding the picture frame that was now on the floor. "A broken picture for a broken life."
Music from the loft above her own drifted down through the vent and filled Courtney's ears. It was faint but she could still make it out. She leaned aback against the window sill and brought her knees up to her chin. She continued to stare out the window as she listened to the words of the song that seemed to have more meaning to her.
I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph; I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
'Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel light when you're gone away
The tears started to stream down her face in a
steady pace and she desperately tried to wipe them away with the sleeve of her
sweater but they kept coming. She wished that the music would stop but it
continued. Out of the corner of her eye, she thought she saw a man. When she
looked again he wasn't there. She could swear that he had been there but then
again, she was drained emotionally and physically. Again, a hopeful wish was
that it had actually been Jason but who was she fooling. After everything, he
was the last thing on his mind. The last thing he would want to go check up on.
He would never come back for her, even if he wanted to.
The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain