COURTNEY'S PERSPECTIVE
Scott's lips penetrate mine, eagerly pressing harder and harder. It is so hot. I want him so bad; I want this so bad. He keeps going, getting stronger and more passionate. I kiss him back; I want him so bad, I want this so bad. I keep repeating it in my head: 'I want him so bad, I want this so bad', but yet, it doesn't feel right. None of this feels right. None of it at all.
I push Scott off of me and dig my head into my shaky and sweaty palms. "What the hell," he exclaims, "what was that for? I thought you wanted me, you said you wanted this!" My eyes begin to drop subtle ponds of tears, and my hands begin to shake aggressively, "I'm sorry, okay, I just can't do it right now." Scott shakes his head in disapproval, "I know why, it's because you are still in love with Duncan! You can't get over him! Court, cmon' it's been years now, move on!"
Scott is right. I am thinking of Duncan. I'm thinking of the way he made me feel when we shared similar moments back on Total Drama Island and Total Drama World Tour. Scott is also right again. I can't get over him.
It has been years, but yet his stubborn, arrogant, know it all, and, I guess, caring, loving personality constantly dominates my heart and mind. I can't get over it; I can't get over him.
"I'm sorry Scott, I need to go." I slowly stand up, collecting myself, and accelerate to the front door of our apartment. Scott seizes my arm, halting my movement forwards. "Scott, I just need to be alone right now. Just please let me go," I plead with him. Unlikely to his character, he looks at me with sweet, sympathetic eyes, and releases my delicate arm. Without a moment's pause, I stride to the front door and slam it shut behind me.
I pace down the gray concrete of the hallway floor, and down to the stairs, grasping onto the rustic and rickety handle to secure my way down. I fling my arms in front of me and shove the main entrance open, and hurdle straight to my car. I dramatically swing the car door open, and situate myself into the driver's seat. Breathe Courtney, breathe. Desperately trying to recuperate myself, my mind slowly wanders back to the events that had just taken place minutes ago. It all happened so fast.
Finally settled and thinking straight, I begin to wail. I want him so bad; I want this so bad. The more I say it in my mind, the less it becomes true. I don't want him so bad; I don't want this so bad.
I want Duncan.
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One Last Time
FanfictionFormer flames, Duncan and Courtney, have moved on with their lives, with brand new people. Despite this, the two still have undeniable feelings for one another, which ultimately ruins their current relationships. The ex-lovers rekindle their romance...
