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twenty seven

BYE IM SICK WITH A COLD RN
YALL KNOW THE CLOUD 9 SONG FROM TIKTOK- MHM DUNCNEY IS THE ONLY COUPLE I THINK OF WHEN I HEAR THIS I SWEAR- AAAHHHHHHHHH
SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING LOL

also this is a part two to the chapter I posted a few days ago

last chapter dives deeper into duncan and courts childhood and families.

courtney.

justin seemed to be getting annoyed with my hustling but it failed to bother me. he did this to himself. in the middle of our chatter, ms. dalton noticed the ruckus. "keep it down!" she said as we both nodded. i also took notice of duncan subtly shifting his body to eavesdrop onto the conversation better. i couldn't blame him. if the roles were reversed justin would be long gone dead on the floor after i flocked him with my fist. the idea was tempting. i was usually a pretty assured person, nothing irresponsible here nor there, but sometimes you come across those punchable people. it's basically a fight with yourself to resist knocking their own organs out of their body. actually.... no. courtney you are responsible i told myself repeatedly as i tried to focus my attention on my uncompleted work right in front of me.

on second thoughts, fuck it.

"courtney, staring at my chizzled features won't make the quote on quote healing process any better" he chuckled. oh, so he was self aware. yep, he would be dead by ten am tomorrow morning. "ow! what the fuck courtney?" he said after my powerful swing across his jawline. "i couldn't resist the opportunity" i replied back coldly. heather let out a muffled chuckle along with bridgette, alejandro, noah, cody and a few others like leshawna and trent. duncan just sat there in awe, unaware of what to do with his newly discovered badass girlfriend. i mean, i had just punched the guy who physically raped me, so in my books that would make me a badass? i don't know. but anyway, Sadie and Katie immediately rushed to justin's needs. ugh, typical losers. Justin stared at me while feeling his chin. "you psychotic bitch" he said. i showed absolutely no remorse. even if i tried, no sorrow for him will ever be produced from me. ever.
"okay, what's happened?" ms. Dalton said as she made her way across the crowd. "nothing miss, go back to your grading tests bullshit" duncan requested while he grabbed my shoulder. "enough out of you" she said back. she turned her attention to the egotistical boy on the floor. "what happened?" she asked sorrowfully. justin being justin, made a huge deal of the killer punch i threw at his face. "who did this?" she asked with a tone. justin pointed to me. little bitch. "courtney? i expected better from you! what on earth made you resort to violence?" she asked again. i rolled my eyes. "you wouldn't understand" i said dryly. "i'm sure we'd all like to hear why you punched a student!" she said in a louder voice. duncan immediately looked at me. i couldn't read the look on his face, but i personally didn't care. i had been sad about this whole thing for a month and i hadn't told anyone but my now devoted boyfriend. it was time to say what Justin did to me on that warm night.

"could i speak to you outside?" i asked desperately.  "no. i would like the whole class to know why you resorted to do this" she replied back. the word "rape" would not come out of my mouth, so i wrote it on my palm with a pen.

R-A-P-E

those are the letters i wrote. every stroke hurt my heart but i had to get it out. what did he expect was going to happen? i showed it to ms. Dalton. he face went a pale shade. "oh my god" was all that escaped her lipstick coated lips. the class went silent. heather's face dropped. i knew that ached her as she barely rubbed her stomach for comfort. bridgette became a mixture of sadness and anger. it hurt to watch unravel. gwen looked at justin dead in the eyes. she seemed ballistic. alejandro rubbed Duncan's back. we all looked at justin laying there pathetically on the carpeted floor. i took a massive gulp. i watched everyone's reaction as they became disgusted with the boy on the floor. scott showed no emotion. none. hard to say i actually expected anything from his dirty ass anyway. ms. dalton stared at her student. she seemed confused. justin knew that now there was no reversing time. this was a crime that he committed. he would have to pay the price. "outside. now" said the teacher through gritted teeth. they walked outside as i subtly peeked through the window. the only thing i could make out was a lot of lecturing. i turned to the class in front of me. "can everyone please make sure this never ever reaches surface at this school. ever." i asked. everyone nodded. was i finally back in control after this horrific month? who knew. justin walked slowly back into the classroom with a depressed look on his face. no one cared though. absolutely no one. no one had time for his bullshit any longer. "bye guys". he picked up his things and left. that was the last we saw of him. i never got a sorry from him. that bothered me a lot. suddenly ms. dalton's gaze fell on me. "are- are you okay?" she asked. "yeah" i lied.

"are you sure?" she asked again with a tilt.

"yeah, i can handle it" i lied once more.

i had absolutely no idea how i was going to handle this. wait, let me rephrase that. i had absolutely no idea how to handle it, but i knew damn well i could either way.