previously...
Fuck you, Scott.
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first of all, i cant thank you all enough for 3k+ reads. ily u all, and enjoy!! (can we pretend i didnt ghost this story for like a month)
COURTNEY'S POV:
I keep hitting him and hitting him, until my knuckles turn red. I've had enough of this fucking bitch. Yeah, you read that right.
I called Scott McCord a fucking bitch. And I'm proud of it.
Once I finish hitting him, he has bruises all over his body, both eyes are black, and he's bleeding all over the place. But, I don't give a flying fuck. I'm done with him.
The old Courtney would never. The old Courtney, the gullible Courtney, the nice Courtney, the smart Courtney. But this isn't the old Courtney. She's shed the layers of doubt and insecurity that once held her back. Gone are the days of second-guess.
Gone are the days of being second-best.
DUNCAN'S POV:
Holy fuck.
This woman sure can beat up a guy.
Suddenly, a wash of colour comes to my cheeks. Luckily, I stop it before anyone notices. I don't want them to think I'm soft or something...
She's literally crying and hitting him. Her mascara is running down her cheeks, and her hair is all messy. My poor gi- wait what?? What am I saying? She's not even my girlfriend. I didn't even say these to Gwen. Huh?
Why am I acting so....unlike me? First the blushing, and now the 'my girl' thing?
I mean, I don't like her, do I? She's an obnoxious, bossy, hot, stubborn, loud person. Besides, she would never like me back anyway.
I'm not even her type.
NO ONE'S POV:
Courtney had completely beaten up Scott. She completely made him unrecognisable. His face was drained of blood, with both eyes black and bruises everywhere. To her, even this wasn't enough. It wasn't enough for her. Wasn't enough for all her trauma.
She
Went
Mad.
....
'Courtney no! Leave him alone, you're just hurting yourself now'
'I don't care! Leave me alone Duncan, you don't get it'
'I do Courtney! I understand you more than anyone. You aren't overreacting.'
....
Overreacting.
'You aren't overreacting'
....
Those few words played around in her head.
'You aren't overreacting'
'You aren't overreacting'
'You aren't overreacting'
'You aren't overreacting'
....
A memory pops up in her head.
'Courtney. How dare you? How dare you disgrace our family like that? How dare you get a B in maths? Answer me!'
The room goes pin drop silent.
A loud slam is heard.
A large bruise is situated on 12-year-old Courtney's face.
She has been slapped in the cheek.
'Stop crying, you राक्षस, you don't deserve to cry.'
'Stop overreacting.'
' राक्षस मर'
*End of memory*
418 words.
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guys this chapter was so sad omgg and btw the next 1-2 chapters is mainly going to be about courtneys childhood/sa trauma (dw, after that the duncney WILL be fulfilled!!) and again, tysm for 3.5k reads and 122 votes!! i love and appreciate you all, and thank you from the very bottom of my heart.
Have a great day/night,
Love,
a.n
(my real initials)
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