Total Drama Action: Syler's Story

Chapter Six: Just Talk it Out

I toss and turn in my bed as I try to find a comfortable position to fall back asleep in.

It's now pretty cold on the set which is actually really weird since it was burning hot today.

I get up out if bed and I go into the bathroom to splash cold water on my face.

I grab the towel hanging and I hear groaning from coming outside, followed by curse words.

I go back to my bunk and I grab my large flannel, wrap myself in it, slip on my black toms and I walk outside.

When I open the door, I feel a cold breeze, causing me to shiver and wrap myself tighter in the flannel.

I see Duncan laying face first in the bench outside of the guys trailer.

"What are you doing out here at 2:30 in the morning." I say as I walk up to him.

"My head is killing me and I can't sleep." He groans as he lifts his head, them puts it back down.

"You know I could help you out." I say.

"What can you do?" He asks while looking at me.

"Chris made me sleep in the craft services tent for two days. I did some sneaking around and I found a medicine cabinet." I say as I motion to the tent.

"but I'm not in the helping mood right now."

He looks at me with puppy dog eyes.

"ok ok I'll help you. Lets go." I say as I help him off of the bench.

We walk to the craft services tent, and I allowed him to rest his head on my shoulder.

We reach the tent and I set him down at one of the tables.

He lays his head down and groans.

I walk through the kitchen door and I almost scream at the sight of DJ.

He motions for my to be quiet and not to tell anyone.

I walk over to the medicine cabinets and I open the door.

"What are you doing up and in here at 2:45 in the morning." DJ asks me as he stirs a pot in the stove.

"I could ask you the same things." I laugh as I scan over the various pill bottles.

"I asked you first." DJ points the spoon he was stirring with at me.

"Duncan has a killer headache and I can to get some medicine and coffee for him." I answer.

"Awwww. I knew you still liked Duncan. That's so cute." DJ mocks while making kissy faces.

"Uh who said I still liked him." I raise an eyebrow.

"Come on Syler, it's obvious. When Gwen picked Duncan for her team, you looked like you saw a ghost." DJ laughs.

"Did not!" I scoff as I pick up the correct pill bottle and I read the label.

"Also, with the chemistry you two had back at the Island, there is NO WAY you guys lost feelings for each other." He continues.

"Yeah so. but do you see the way him and Gwen act around each other?." I ask as I grab two coffee mugs and I walk to the brewer.

"Have you noticed how you and Trent act around each other?" He fires a question right back at me.

"I'm only doing that with Trent to make Duncan jealous." I respond as the coffee starts brewing.

"Ok, you just confessed that you still like Duncan." DJ points out.

I scoff and cross my arms while I sit on the counter.

"And have you ever thought that maybe what Duncan is doing with Gwen is the same thing that you are doing with Trent?" DJ concludes.

I feel my face freeze in realization.

The coffee brewer beeps and DJ just smiles.

"You know what, thanks DJ." I say as I grab the mugs and the pill bottle.

"Anytime, if you have any problems, I'll be here." He smiles.

"I'll make sure to remember that." I smile back at him.

I grab the two coffee mugs and the pill bottle and I walk out of the kitchen.

Duncan was right where I left him.

"Ok, now let's see what I can do." I say as I set the items on the table, straddle the bench facing Duncan, and I lift his head up.

"Take these." I open the pill bottle and I take out two pills.

I place them in his hand and pats them.

He takes each pill slowly, then he groans again.

"I got you some joe." I say as I place the mug in his hands.

He takes a drink and looks at me.

"I know what your problem is, lack of sleep and obsessive amount of stress. It causes insane migrains." I educate him as I feel his forehead.

"That will explain a lot." He says while taking another drink,

I pull my flannel sleeves over my hands and I cup my mug of coffee.

"Why are you helping me? I thought you were mad at me." He asks.

"My dad always says to help those in need, because it will repay you one day." I say as I push hair out of your face.

"Did he also teach you about medicine and stuff like that?" Duncan points out.

"No, I was actually a CIT like Courtney in high school. Unlike her, I keep it on the down-low until times like this. Courtney uses that power for evil" I explain.

We both just sit there looking into each other's eyes.

"Look, I've been meaning to talk to you about this. I miss us. I miss you're laugh when I act like an idiot. I miss everything about you. We've screwed up, I screwed up even more than you did."

My eyes widen and I gulp.

"I just want to say I'm sorry for everything, and I want to be with you again." He finally says while smiling.

I look to the side and then back at him.

"I don't want a repeat of last season." I say as I put my mug on the table.

"I know that, and I promise it won't happen again." He says as he takes my hand.

I want to be with him again, but I don't know if he actually means it.

"I'll think about it." I say.

I see doubt fill his eyes.

All of a sudden, we hear pots dropping from the kitchen.

"I say we get out of here." Duncan smiles.

"One step ahead of you." I say as I stand up.

We walk out of the craft services tent.

I was about to walk back to my trailer but Duncan stops me.

"Thanks, for everything." He says.

"Anytime, I'm less than 100 feet away if you need anything else." I smile up at him.

He looks softly into my eyes and leans into kiss me.

I want to kiss him so badly, but I don't want to give in so quickly.

I put my finger up to his lips and stop him.

He opens his eyes, looks at my finger, then back at me questionly.

"Like I said before, I'll think about it." I say with a smile before walking back into my trailer.

// Leave them wanting more, that's the key to keep a guy after you.//

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-L.B.