I Don't do Romance, Honey

Acception of Rejection (Part Two): Courtney POV

"more pasta court?" I heard bridgette ask me as she dished out seconds of the vegan green pasta to Geoff.
"oh, no thanks bridge" I said as I spaced off looking at sky and Duncan, cuddling and taking selfies on the couch.
it has been 3 days since we went to coffee at the cafe and now sky has come over today AND yesterday. seriously, what's so special about her? and why should I care? I don't love that disgusting neanderthal, Duncan, anyway.
"you alright?" Bridgette asked looking at me with worry in her face.
"oh I'm fine." I said giving a forced smile to Bridgette.
she shrugged and pushed me back to my room
"call me if you need anything" she said turning on my TV and laying me in bed and leaving the room.
I scrolled through the channels but nothing good was on. I looked through Instagram but nothing interesting was in my feed. I tried to write in my Lawyer Journal but nothing came to my head. I tried to sleep but I couldn't. I tried to draw but nothing inspired me.
nothing felt right. something was missing in me. it was then and there that I felt truly depressed. I couldn't hold back my tears anymore and started flushing out every emotion splashing around in my body out my eyes.
a few minutes later, Bridgette opened my door to bring me a glass of hot chocolate and rushed over to me when she saw my mascara stained face.
"what's wrong?" she asked putting her hands on my thighs as she sat on the bed
"I don't know what to do! I'm going through a divorce, half of my body is out of order, my final law exam is in 3 days and I haven't been able to study, I lost my house and my belongings are gone, and the guy I love doesn't want me back" I cried into Bridgette's lap.
"wait what? who?" she asked sitting me up
"Duncan!" I bawled with more tears straining out.
"oh...." she sighed petting my head.
she then sat me up and held me sternly with her hands glued to my shoulders
"Courtney Barlow. you are a strong, independent, free minded women and you are better then this. sure, things are tough, but that's never stopped you before. you don't need Duncan! go find your own meat girl!" she said as she looked me sternly in the eyes.
I then realized something. she's right. I don't need Duncan. I'm a hot, tan, sexy women that can go get my own man. if Duncan can fuck with my feelings, I can fuck with his.
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"we are gonna find you a man" Bridgette said as she pushed me into the mall.
"hell to the yeah we are" I said as I smoothed my hair.
Bridgette and I were going "Man-Hunting" today and made me look as sexy as I can in a wheel chair.
I wore my black hair down, slick and straightened. I had on a tight black blouse matched with black leggings and black booties. it's been a long ass time since I looked this good.
"I found a good one" Bridgette said as she pointed to a music shop. there in the shop was a black haired, artsy, cute, young, man. oh my god he was HOT.
"I'm going in" I said as I fist bumped Bridgette behind my wheel chair. she pushed me in the shop and over by the "indie collection", trying to get the guy interested. we stood there pretending to check out the hippie alternative albums when the man eventually came over.
"you guys like indie?" he asked as he ruffled his hair.
he was cute alright. he had bright green eyes and black wavy hair. he wore ripped jeans and a green v-neck paired with some black vans and a grey beanie. he had a lip ring and a tattoo of the name "Gwen" on his arm.
ouch. the name still hits me hard. but no way that's the same Gwen.
"yeah. Courtney over here really loves this hippie junk" Bridgette acted, rolling her eyes. which really, it was her that loved the hippie shit and I'm the one who hated it.
"yeah I'm a bit of a chill indies fan" I said smirking at the man
"me too, I'm trent" he said smiling
"the name is courtney" I said smiling back
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AAAAAH THE FEELS. THE FIRST CHAPTER WAS CALLED "the name is" AND THIS IS HOW COURTNEY AND DUNCAN FIRST MET AND NOW TRENT IS TAKING HIS PLACE DAMN YOU DUMBASS DUNCAN DITCH SKY WE KNOW YOU LOVE THE CIT ABERNATHY YA DONT HAVE TO HIDE YOUR FEELINGS YOU DONT HAVE TO BE A TOUGH GUY ALL THE TIME LIL DUNKY K
^ sorry
Q- favorite artist/band?
A- Panic! at the Disco <3 *heavenly sighs and stares off into space*