She was sobbing into my chest. I could feel her warmth spread towards me, her arms wrapped around my shoulders.

'It will be okay. He doesn't deserve you' I quietly said to her, stroking her back.

'I...I...I..it's not!' She sobbed, literally heaving with tears, gasping for breath. 'Going to be okay' and she started wailing.

It hurt me, to see her beautiful, wide onyx eyes fill with tears. I hugged her tighter, drawing little circles on her back.

'He doesn't deserve you. And neither does that Gwen whore' I whispered towards her. I realised she was sitting on my lap. She must have realised it to, and I could see a cute blush engulf her face from the corner of my eyes.

'U....u...um, sorry a..a..about that' she stuttered, and she started shuffling off my lap, wiping her tears on her sleeve. I smiled at her, feeling my own face burning as well.

'It's okay' I turned around to face her, 'Everything will be okay'.

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That day, I made it my mission to make Gwen and Duncan's lives hell. Pure and utter hell.

The next morning, a certain goth-whore found all her clothing ripped up into tiny shreds, apart from one slightly long t-shirt, with one big word: SLUT, scribbled onto it.

Who could've possibly done that.

When Gwen went to Duncan, wearing the t-shirt, I could see the amusement in his face.

'Uh, nice choice?' He asked, smirking. Gwen glared at me and Courtney, who was grinning beside me.

She leaned into Duncan and whispered into his ear. I could see an evil smile form onto there faces.

Duncan swing Gwen around, and made out with her, there and then. I could see Courtney slowly cracking.

Oh, it is on.

I stomped off towards them, and I made sure my heel made contact in between Duncan's legs. He accidentally hit Gwen's lip, leaving it gushing with blood, and Duncan kneeling over to the floor, unable to move.

'Sorry if you were planning on kids, I just really didn't want mini goth whores running around' and I smiled at them, waving bye bye as Gwen held her bleeding lip and Duncan mumbling curse words under his breath. I could see a tear escaping his eyes.

I grabbed Courtney's hand, and dragged her away.

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'Thank you' she smiled. 'That was....'

'Awesome?' I finished.

'Awesome!' She echoed.

'Your awesome' I mumbled, looking down at the floor. I didn't want to see her reaction. I could feel a hand guiding my chin upwards.

'What would I do without you?' And she finished the sentence with her lips crashing onto mine, our body's colliding.

When we stopped for air, she looked me in my eyes.

'You were right. Everything will be okay'

'As long as I'm with you' I whispered, and hugged her tight.

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A/N:

Omg that physically hurt to write. I hate Heathney. I hate it. So. So. So. Much.

I wrote this just for you, Holly. That's the problem. I'm too much of a GOOD FRIEND.

Seriously though, if you like this stuff, go follow her: duncneygoalss  Heathney is her kind of thing, and she has really good stories to do with that kind of thing.

She also made the cover art!

Anywaysssss, this is the only Heathney I will ever right

Ever.