Total Drama Island

Paintball Deer-Hunt

I kind of didnt know what to do. At first i just stood there just feeling his lips on mine. He moved his hands from my face. Placing one on the back of my neck and one on my lower back, pulling me closer. I finally closed my eyes placing my hands over his chest, kissing him back. I grabbed a handful of his shirt pulling him to me as much as i could with what little space was left. Duncan, liking my reaction, pushed me against the tree moving his hands down to my hips. He pulled away for air, but only for a second as he slammed his lips to mine again.

I dont know how long we stayed there, and at the time i didnt care. He nipped at my bottom lip. Before i could give him entrance i pulled away. Our breathing was heavy, and when i opened my eyes our eyes locked. "Duncan . . ."

"It wasnt a game for me." he whispered. placing his forehead against mine.

"I . . . I dont . ." i couldnt talk.

He gave me a small peck. "You need to get some sleep, come on." he grabbed hold of my hand and pulled me as he walked. He walked me back to the cabin and opened the door to the girls side. Looking inside everyone was already in bed and asleep. "Ill see you in the morning." he leaned down to me to whisper.

I looked up into his eyes and gave him a small nod. He leaned down and gave me another quick kiss and placed his hand on my lower back nudging me in. Once i was inside he closed the door and walked over to his side. I think everything hit me right then and there. My face had gotten really hot, and i couldnt get the smile on my face to go away. I changed my cloths and jumped into bed, still smiling. Once i closed my eyes i fell into a deep sleep.

Hoping for a nice rest wasnt for me though. I found my self in a dark room, and sitting not to far from me sat the same coffin i drempt the night before. My fear started to over take me and the force started to pull me twords it again. But this time something stopped me. My hand felt worm like a blanket. Looking down a hand started to form pulling me away. Soon that hand turned into Duncan. I couldnt read his face but his eyes told me to fallow, and i did, not really knowing where im going.
I awoke the next morning, from the sound of a helicopter, my hand feeling cold. I sat up feeling much better then i did yesterday. I saw Everyone else was already waking up and getting ready, so i jumped off my bed and got ready to.

"Hey i tried waiting for you what happened?" Bridget asked me as she was putting on her shoes. I looked back at her and sighed. She was the closest friend i had here, and i've felt bad that she opens up to me so well and i feel like im hiding things. Looking around the room, no one was there so i sat next to her on the floor.

"Me and Duncan kind of . . . kissed last night." i told her unable to hid my smile.

She gasped."Really? How did it happen?"

I pulled my knees to my chest and hugged them. "Well he kind of caught me crying, and i said something and he proved me wrong i guess."

"Why were you crying?"

I looked at her with a straight face. "You promise not to say anything to anyone?"

"Cross my heart." she says with a smile.

With a deep breath i looked at the floor. "My mom is sick. She has a tumor in her brain, and Chris was just giving me an update on her."

"Oh no." she hugged my arm. "It must be really hard."

I gave a small laugh. "You have no idea."

After a moment of silence she smiled. "At least everything worked out with Duncan right?"