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Courtneys father decided it was best for Courtney to recieve her treatment
in the UK , so they moved into their London home just a few days after the incident.

But Courtney's father was currently away on business , so Courtney was round ours so we could take
care of her.

She was sat on the sofa at mine and Chelseas, looking worse than ever.
Chelsea was trying to get her to eat something but Courtney said she had no appetite.
Loss of appetite was a symptom of leukimia. As were nightsweats, headaches, weakness, bone/ joint pain,
and easy bruising.

Everything Courtney had, but yet we all failed to see exactly what was causing this.

'I've gotta pic up some dry cleaning , i'll be back in a few minutes.' said Chelsea, leaving the apartment, leaving
me and Courtney alone.

'I'm going to die, aren't i?' Said Courtney coldly, and seriously.
'Don't say that.' I said, sitting next to her and placing a comforting hand on her shoulder 'you'll get through this.'

She looked up at me through her lifeless green eyes.The same colour as mine. She never bothered to put her contacts in anymore.
'Why are you so nice to me?' She asked incredously.'I was horrible to you. I took your boyfriend..and rubbed it in your face!.'
'I still don't forgive you for doing that.' I said 'but that's not important at the moment.'

Then she suddenly burst into tears. 'But i'm a horrible, horrible person' She sobbed 'you should want me to die.'
'Of course i don't want you to die!' I exclaimed.
'Well you should!' She said, catching me by surprise 'because, because i'm even more despicable than you could ever imagine.'
'Courtney, calm down' i soothed
'But you don't understand!' She practically wailed. 'I set it up!!'
'What?' I asked confused.
'The whole Ryan thing. It's true. I set the whole thing up.'

She turned her head away from me, as i with drew my hands, just blinking.

'You mean, you did put the bra there?'

She sniffed, and nodded.

I was gobsmacked.
But it didn't surprise me as much as it should have.

'But..how?' I asked in half whisper.

'The morning after we played that duck game in the pool.' She started , uncomfortably.
She meant chicken, but now was not the time to correct her.
'I couldn't sleep all night cos' i was too busy thinking of what you and Ryan were doing,
so i crept out and i...i devised a plan.'

She paused, and looked at me.
'Go on' I said coldly.

'I waited for you to leave the guys condo , and then i knocked on the door and told Ryan i had
just come from town and was wondering if i could use the bathroom.You see, the previous night, i had
noticed that all the guys keys were hanging up on hooks by the door, so i pretended to go to the toilet
and when i left, i took a set of keys.
Then the second night i was ill, and missed dinner with you lot, i used the keys to get into the condo
and then i planted the bra in Ryan's bed, knowing fully well you would return there and find i that night.'

'So, so, you weren't really ill?' I asked confused.

'I was actually, but that just happened to be an odd coincidence. If i wasn't ill i would have said i was anyway.
But it worked for me. It made everything even more believable.'

'But the text-' I said.
'I always keep a spare phone with me just incase,so i got Ryan's number from your phone when you weren't there,
Then i sent him the text from my spare phone, just incase you recognised the number from my original.
I only did it incase you checked his texts. Guess i turned out lucky there too.'

But she wasn't looking happy about it.
She was frowning and looking down at her hands, her cheeks stained with tears.

'Then , on the morning we were meant to leave, i went round the guys and when you came in, i initiated the
kiss on Ryan. It was all me , he had nothing to do with it.
And when i heard he was performing the tooth decay fest near you, i knew he would try
and explain everything, so i got a private jet out here, and checked in practically every hotel in the surrounding
area until i found him.'

She burst into another fitful of tears.'I was that desperate.'

I remained in silence for a while.

'But...why?' I finally spoke 'Did you like Ryan?'

She sniffed and wiped her eyes. 'Not exactly.'
'Then why would you do something like that? Why would anybody do something like that?' I demanded.

Her shoulders shook as she sobbed 'Because i was jealous and i wanted you to hate me!!!' she exclaimed.
'What the? Why?' I asked, getting more confused by the second.

'Because you have everything Brooke!.' She said.
'What do you mean i have everything? Your the one with all the money and the houses and the expensive cars-'
'Yes, and that's all i have. Lot's of money and lot's of nice stuff. It's not as if i need anything else is it?
Just let me keep my mahcinery and clothes and i'll be satisfied for life.' She said. 'But it's not like that. you DO have everything.'
'I don't get what you mean.'
'Everybody thinks i have the perfect life.' She sobbed 'just because i'm rich, and get to travel the world and live in
Paris. But i hate my life. When you were young Brooke, you got to stay at one school, and have loads of friends, and
be brought up by your parents. Well i never had that. I moved around private schools, each one i was sneered at for being
a 'ritch bitch' or whatever, that eventually my dad had me home tutored. My mum left us when i was just born, and my dad was always away on business, so i had to be brought up by several different nannies. It was so lonely for me, but no-one even cared.
They just assumed i was a bratty little rich girl who got whatever she wants, when she wants.
But what i really wanted, was to be you. To be naturally pretty, and smart, and go to a normal school, where i could have a family
that actually cared about me more than making money, and to have real friends. Infact, i've, never, i've never had one single
friend before in my life.'

'Wait, you've never had a friend?'

She sobbed harder, and shook her head.

'No. And when i see you, with your perfect family, and your perfect job and your perfect apartment, i just get so.. jealous.
I always act like a bitch to make it seem as if i don't care. It's what people expect me to be, so i just am.
But when we were in Las Vegas, and i watched you and Delilah and Chelsea all, laughing with each other, and hugging each other,
i just wished i had that. And the final straw came when you met Ryan. It was just so unfair to me. Why should you get to fall in love with the famous, gorgeous rockstar, whilst i never had anybody? And that's partly why i did it.'

'Partly?'

'Well like i said, i also wanted you to hate me. Because you didn't already , and you should have.
That's something else i hated. The fact that i was such a bitch to you, yet you being little miss perfect,
still treated me nicely. I didn't want that. I didn't deserve that. So i needed to do something to send you
over the edge.'

She sighed, and started hiccuping.

I was still trying to take in everything she had just said.

She looked at me, tears still streaming from hr eyes. She put her hand to her mouth and sqeauked 'and i am so, SO sorry.'
She sobbed more.

I sighed, took her by the shoulders and then hugged her. She clung on to me tightly, sobbing into my shoulder.

'I'm so sorry.' She repeated, again and again.

'I know' i hushed 'and i forgive you.'

'You do?' She asked in disbeleif.

'Yeah. I guess i never even bothered to realise that maybe you don't have it as good as it seems you do.'

'It's still no excuse for what i've done' She said.

'I know' i said.

'Why are you still here?' Courtney asked suddenly.
'Huh?'
'Ryan. He has to get a flight back to Vegas today. There's still time for you to make up with him.'
'But-'
'Please Brooke, so i don't hate myself forever. Go and find him. Explain everything.'
'I can't leave you by yourself.'
'I'll be fine. But i won't be if you let Ryan get away Brooke.'
'What if-'

The door entered and Chelsea re-entered.
She lloked at the scene with a confused look on her face.

'See, i have Chelsea now' Said Courtney hurridly 'Go on Brooke, just go, quickly before it's too late.'

I got up and nodded. 'OK' i sqeaked.
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