Courtney's POV
"Hey, thanks for tonight", I mumble to him. Although tonight was one of the best night I have had in ages; I felt so guilty for being happy. Is it bad to be happy at a such sad and difficult time?
"No, thank you, Courtney for coming with me. I know this is a hard time but we still need to live. We still need to have a life." He smiles down at me.
"But it's so hard. How can you move on so quickly? I miss her so much!" I reply. Where are you!? I miss you so fringing much!
"Trust me, it's hard for me as well." He looks down at me again. "I miss her like anything, every second of everyday, but we need to keep moving on with our lives. She might not be coming back." I hear him take a deep breathe. "This is really hard for me as well."
"No Brody! How can you do this!" I push him away. "How can you just forget about her! She's your own fringing sister!" I start to cry. Why was life so unfair. Why did life have to take everyone away from me!
"Hey. I didn't mean to upset you!" He says, as he gives me a big hug. "I have most definitely not forgotten her but we need to face the fact she might not be coming back." He let out a huge sigh. "We just need to move on and keep living our lives. I'm sure Amelia wouldn't won't the world to stop just for her."
I felt something drip on my head. I looked up to see tears coming out of Brody's eyes. I've never seen Brody cry before. He's always been so strong about his sister's disappearance. I know he must of cried when he was alone, but never in front of anyone. He's always been the rock for so many other people when Amelia vanished but no one was supporting him. We were all so caught up in our grief, no one was really there for him. No one was his rock. No one was there for him to lean on.
Tears slid down my cheeks. I snuggle my head into Brody's chest. I couldn't come to terms that my best friend was gone, completely. I pull away and look Brody in the eye. He looks like he had held those tears in for ages. What must Brody feel like? His baby sister has been missing for ten months! It's her eighteenth birthday today! How could these even be possible? How can life just take her away like that? Sudden gunshots interrupted my thoughts.
"Oh my God!" I scream. "Brody! Brody!! Can you hear me!?" I couldn't believe that the love of my life, my best friend's brother, my boyfriend, my rock, the greatest counsellor, my soul mate, my friend was lying dead in front of me. His blood was stained all over his hired suit and my dress. I couldn't believe he was dead in front of me! His bloody lifeless, body was lying dead in front of me! Why would someone do this? Why? Just as I thought my life couldn't get any worst! Everyone in my whole world was gone! Just like that! How could this happen!? Why was my life such a shit hole!?
I see someone's silhouette coming out of the darkness. My life is officially over.
"I don't think he can hear you, darling!" His voice was gruff and intimidating. I could only see the outline of his figure but he looks like a muscular man and I knew I had no chance of escaping.
"What did you do to him!" I yell back at him. "Brody! Brody, please wake up!" I was so annoyed! I was so annoyed that my life was this shitty! Everyone I loved and had cared for was gone! He seemed surprised with my attitude and that just increased my confident.
"Your a sick murder, you know that!?" I spit at him. I was trying to hold in all my tears. I had to try to be strong. Stand up for myself. Be a brave, independent women. "How could you just kill him!" I yell at him.
"Don't do anything you'll regret!" He growls back at me. His voice making me shiver. "You don't know what I'm capable of!"
I feel a dull pain to the back of my neck and slowly the darkness took over me.

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His Girl
Roman d'amour| First book in "His" series | "I'm really sorry, but you're going to have to stay here for the next couple of months. But trust me, no one is going to hurt you when you're here." My kidnapper says, gently. "Trust! Trust you!? How can I trust you...