[Video] [The camera feed cuts on and Lucie just glares at the camera, shaking her head. Someone in the background laughs and says 'What do you think we asked you to meet us here for?'. Someone else says something too low for the camera to pick up and a boy comes into focus, handing her a guitar. 'Do the world a favor,' he says, before disappearing from view 'and spare us another Bieber song.' Lucie rolls her eyes and adjusts the guitar strap, until it rests comfortably against her. Sighing, she glares at the cameraman again.
"Just this once."
She starts to sing, keeping a steady glare on the cameraman for the first verse. Her voice is untrained, raw, but not unbecoming. As the song goes on, she forgets where she is and that she's being recorded and starts to feel the music; as her mind begins to wander and her thoughts go to him. To Jason. She's not sure which Jason it is and she's not entirely sure if it even matters - they both hurt her and she hadn't moved on. The wounds always seemed to reopen, there was always some stupid reminder around the corner - a wedding dress, a happy couple - it made her sick with anger. With jealousy. With want. Her verses were becoming harsher and the feeling was getting more intense as she continued the song, anyone listening would probably be able to feel her anger and a hint of despair:
I beg you, my darling don't leave me, I'm hurting Been lonely above everything, above every day I'm hurting Lick my legs, I'm on fire Lick my legs of desire Yeah, you're not rid of me Yeah, you're not rid of me I'll make you lick my injuries I'm gonna twist your head off, see 'Til you say don't you wish you never, never met her Don't you, don't you wish you never, never met her ...
When the song is finished, she's breathless and looks over at the cameraman as if realizing he's there for the first time. 'What the hell are you doing?' she asks. 'That was awesome.' Someone says off-screen. 'Totally posting this.' Lucie whips the guitar off of her and shoves it into someone's hands. 'Don't you dare, Ryan. I mean it, you twa-' and then the feed cuts off.]