Duncan pov:
Seeing Derek again after all these years pissed me off. I can't stand that guy. Not after what he did. But seeing Gwen was different. I missed her. A lot. Too bad I made that stupid deal with Courtney. I wouldn't mind spending a couple more months or even years in jail if it meant not being attached to her like some sort of puppet.
"Hey! I need to talk to you", An annoying voice said. Speaking of the devil I said in my head. "Can't it wait", I said annoyed. "NOW", Courtney said pulling me towards the boys bathroom.
"I thought this room was for men", I said in an attempt to break the tension between us. "Nevermind that. I just want to know why you were talking to that backstabbing goth girl", Courtney said upset. "She has a name y'know", I said rolling my eyes. "I DON'T CARE. You're MY boyfriend not hers. I better not ever catch you talking to her again. Got that?" , Courtney sneered. "I don't remember it being your business who I choose to talk to", I said annoyed. She glared at me and I glared back. I started to head out of the bathroom and then i felt a jolt on my tie. "And where do you think you're going", she said pulling my face closer to hers. Somewhere that's not near you", I said pulling myself away from her. "We're not done yet", Courtney said in a seductive tone. Just then she pulled my face into hers and started kissing me. I tried to pull away but it was no use. She had me in some sort of triangle lock with her legs not allowing me to escape. Even while being strapped to Courtney like a baby, all I could think about was Gwen.
