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The Last Fight

Chapter 1

Duncan's POV

I slowly open my eyes to see I wasn't in my house, but on a couch in someone else's house. I rose from the couch to see I had a kill hangover. I grabbed my head, and shut my eyes trying to remember what had happened last night. Nothing, all I know is whatever I had drunk had been really strong. I opened my eyes and looked around the room to see if I recognized anything. There was a flat screen TV on the wall with a green star guitar on the left side, and a green base on the other side. In front of the TV was a coffee table with a note on it with a bottle of Advil and a bottle of water. I grabbed the bottle and took two pills, popped them in my mouth, and open the water and swallowed the pills. Then took the note of the table and read it.

Duncan,

As you can see you're not at home, or remember what the hell you did last night. This is why I'm writing this letter to you. Last night you went to the bar with Wolfgang and Mason, got smashed, then got stone out back behind the bar. After that nobody will ever know, what is known is that you got in a fight with some dude and got beat the fuck up. Then some woman called me saying that this guy is out like a baby. She took your phone and saw in the 'In Case of an Emergency' my number and called me. So I came to get you, I was really pissed Duncan. I don't know if you notice, but I have better things to do then get you in the middle of the night. That is what girlfriends are for, and I called her to, so get ready to get your ass chewed.

Hope.

P.S. there is coffee in the kitchen, and a towel and some extra clothes in the bathroom. So take a shower cause you smell like shit. Then lock my door when you leave.

P.S.S. I'll be gone for the next two weeks so there is nobody to call when something goes bad, so PLEASE behave.

I smelt my underarm, she was right I do smell like shit. I got up and headed to the small bathroom, to find everything there. I turn on the shower, and got in. At first the shower was cold, and then got extremely hot. Taking hot shower helps me clear my mind, and help with hangovers. The note helped me remember a lot of last night. I remember going to a bar because my girlfriend, Gwen, was going to some lame ass art show instead of watching a horror movie with me. We argued, and I left. I called Wolfgang and Mason, we got drunk as hell, then on top of that got stoned. God, what the hell is wrong with me. After a few minutes I got out of the shower and got dressed. I was wearing dark baggy jeans, a black t-shirt with a red Nirvana logo on it, with my old red converse. I fixed my faux hawk, it was all black, but at the tips you could see the faded green dye I had in it. I didn't have to put in all my piercings, because most of them were already in except for the one on my face. I had a total of 6 piercings; two in my left ear, one in my right, one in my left eyebrow, one in my nose, and one on my tongue. Only my eyebrow and nose piercings were out, I'm guessing Hope took them out, so I put them back in and headed to the kitchen.

Once I was in the kitchen I made myself a cup of coffee and a bagel. When I finished I went back into the living room, and got my phone off the coffee table. I unlocked it to see I had several voice messages. I decided to listen to them as I relaxed in Hope's leather couch and ate. The first couple messages were from Gwen asking where the hell am I, and don't expect her to open the door for me if I came home, blah, blah, blah. Lately, she has been acting all bitchy, not wanting to hang out, or just talk. All she does is go to art shows, and argue. I deleted all the massages from her number. Then I got a message from Wolfgang and Mason saying they needed me to bail them out of jail for the night. Like I was going to do that, I barely have any money for myself. Wolfgang and Mason were my band mates, but I wouldn't spend a damn thing on them. I deleted that message, and listen to the last one. It was from someone I thought I never here from again. Courtney. The last time I spoke to her was on my 19th birthday when I told her that I didn't need her in my life anymore. Now I'm 22 years old. Sometimes I regret saying that to her, because she was my best friend since we were nine when she moved down here to Toronto, Canada. I listen to the message,

"Duncan! Don't EVER call me again! After three years you call and say something like that! I figured you where just stone or drunk, maybe both! Because we all know what happens when that happens, the truth comes out! So like you said three years ago I never want to see you again, that means calling too! Jackass!"

I really want to remember what the hell happened last night. Why the hell would I call Princess, and what the hell did I say. I tried to think of every detail that went on last night, but nothing was coming to me. I groan, mad at myself for doing something so stupid. I got up, and head to the door locking behind myself as I left. I walked out of the apartment complex Hope lived in, into the cool September air. I looked around and saw that my car was in Hope's parking lot. I walked over to my car, and lifted the hood to find my key lying on the engine, where I told Hope to put it if there was any emergency. I got in my car started the engine, and started driving back to my- err Gwen's apartment.

I made it to the apartment turned the car off and walked to the room, which was on the second floor. I didn't knock on the door knowing it would be open. I walked in, to see it looked the same as it did when I left yesterday. There was art junk all over the place, a broken vase in the corner with a dying rose next to it. I walked in the bedroom to see Gwen still in the bed sleeping. She looked so peaceful when she slept; nothing like the girl she is today. Shortly after Courtney and I stopped talking, we got closer then got together. Gwen knows everything about me, sometimes I regret telling her. When we argue she always feels the need to bring up soft subject; my dad, my addiction, and Courtney. I sat on my side of the bed and slightly stroked her black hair. Still stroking her hair, I laid down next to her and closed my eyes, drifting off to sleep.

Flashback

I was sitting on my green bed softly strumming the strings on my guitar, as the wind blow in from my open window letting the sun brighten up my dark green room. My door opened to reveal my mother's face.

"Duncan, Get dress and come down here, where having the new neighbors over tonight for awhile." My mom said still standing in the doorway.

"Okay I'll be down in 5." I said as I jumped off my bed, and walked to my door ready to close it when my mom left. She notice then smiled and left the room, I smiled back then shut the door. I walked back to my bed grabbed my guitar and put it on its stand by my TV. Then I walked over to my mirror that hung on the back of my closet door, and looked at my nine year old self. My hair was jet black and shaggy, my deep turquoise eyes were full of curiosity, and my smirk was just a smirk. I had on a green tank top with a sulk and cross bones on it, and blue jean shorts, and black converse. I walked out of my room and headed downstairs to the kitchen to grab some cookies from the cookie jar. Once I had ate about 2 cookies the doorbell rang and mom ran to the door to greet the neighbors, I stayed where I was eating my fourth cookie. That's when my mom called the family down to met them. I stuffed another cookie in my mouth before going to the door. I had to push through my two older brothers to get to the front by my mom.

I looked at the people standing in front of me, there was a tall mix looking man with green eyes and black hair. He was wearing a t-shirt with jeans. Standing beside him was a woman with tan skin and onyx eyes with long brown hair. She was wearing a red summer dress. Holding her hand was a girl around my age with big onyx eyes, with light brown medium hair. She was wearing a red tank top with plaid red shorts and white flip flops.

"This is my youngest son Duncan, he's nine. Then there is Kevin, he is 13. And my oldest Dallas, he is 18, he is planning on moving out this summer. They grow up so soon. And this is my husband Greg." My mom said as she introduced us.

"Pamela, your family is so adorable." the woman said to my mom.

"Please call me Pam." Mom said smiling.

"Well Pam, this is my husband Damien, and only daughter Courtney, she is eight-" she was cut off by the girl standing next to her.

"In a half. My birthday is in 4 months, September 9." Courtney said smiling to everyone.

"That's nice Courtney, Duncan just turned nine on May 19." My mom said to Courtney smiling.

"Well." My oldest brother started" it was nice meeting you Mr. and Mrs. …"

"Delmont." Mr. Delmont said.

"Delmont" he repeated. "But my brother and I have to get the boxes in the moving trucks." He said patting Kevin on the back.

"Okay boys see you later, Duncan why don't you and Courtney go to the park?" mom asked. I looked up at her face knowing she wouldn't take no for an answer.

"Fine, let's go." I said walking to the door with Courtney right behind me. She closed the door and walked right beside me.

"So are we going to the park or what?" she said as she crossed her arms over her crest.

"Are you sure you want to go there? We could always go to the Ice cream shop and get ice cream." I said looking at Courtney.

"Well your mom said to go to the park so I think that's where we should go." She said.

"Well I don't always listen to her, and she'll know where we're at if we aren't at the park when she gets there." I said walking in the direction of the ice cream shop.

"You don't even have money! How do you get ice cream if you don't have money?" She asked walking next to me.

"Easy, steal it." She gasped and stopped walking. I stopped and looked at her.

"Stealing is wrong Duncan. Don't you know you could go to jail for that, then I would have to go for being an as-" I cut her off.

"Chill Princess, I was only joking. I know some people down there who will give us some." I said as I started walking back in the direction of the ice cream shop.

"Don't call me that, my name is Courtney. And I still don't think this is right, our parents will be worried." She said as she ran back to my side, and grabbed my arm. She looked at me with pleading eye, I didn't notice before but she had seven little freckles in between her eyes.

"How 'bout this... We go to the ice cream shop, and I call my mom and tell her were there so she'll know?" I ask Courtney.

"That would be great." She said as she smile

"Good, know lets go. I'm hungry." I said walking back in the direction of the ice cream shop with Courtney right at my side.

Ten minutes later.

"And here we are. We Scream for Ice Cream!" I said pointing to the ice cream shop. Courtney looked the place up a down then scoffed.

"What kind of shop is call 'We Scream for Ice Cream?" she asked. This girl was so annoying with all these questions and demands.

"It's called that because after one bite you'll want to scream because it's so good, now let's go." I said grabbing her hand and pulling her in the fairly new store. There were kids everywhere in here, even some adult all enjoying their ice cream. I pulled Courtney to the counter to be greeted by a familiar face.

"Duncan, how is it little dude, this your girlfriend?" The guy behind the counter asked eyeing Courtney.

"As if!" Courtney said yanking her hand out of mine.

"No, she is my new neighbor, we came to get some ice cream." I said looking at all the different flavors on the menu.

"Well Duncan I only have enough money to get you guys' one large cup, so pick together." The guy said. I groaned.

"I don't want to share with you." Courtney said "I want my own."

"Well I do too, but we can't so pick something and if I want it to then will share it." I said. Courtney huffed, but looked at the menu anyways.

"I want cookies and cream." She said to me, that wasn't a bad choice. In fact it was the one I wanted all along.

"Then we'll have a cookies and cream Mike." I said to Mike, the guy behind the counter.

" Great choice!" he said then went in the back to get the ice cream. He came out with a big bowl of cookies and cream with two spoons sticking out of the ice cream. I took the ice cream and was about to take a seat and dig in my ice cream when Courtney nudge me.

" What? We got the ice cream now let's eat it!" I said annoyed.

" You said you would call." She said glaring at me.

"Fine. Here take the ice cream and find a seat while I call." I said pushing the ice cream on her, then walking back to the counter. Mike looked down on me.

"What wrong Duncan?" He asked

" Can you call my mom and tell where I'm at she" I said pointing to Courtney who was eating the ice cream by herself " Won't leave me alone 'til I do." I said crossing my arms.

" Sure anything for my little buddy." He said the pulled out his cell then called my mom. I walked back to Courtney to see that half of the ice cream was gone.

"Courtney what the heck, we just got the ice cream and its half way gone .I didn't even get a bit yet." I yelled grabbing the bowl and taking a big bit of the ice cream. Courtney glared.

"Share with me." She said, more like demanded.

"You already had you're share. The rest is mine!" I said stuffing my mouth with more ice cream.

"I didn't even eat that much, so share." She said grabbing her spoon and trying to get some ice cream.

"Make me." I said. Courtney just smiled then got up and pushed me out of my chair. She grabbed the ice cream and made a dash to the door. I got up and followed her running down the street eating the ice cream while she ran.

"Come back here with my ice cream." I yelled, she looked back and ran faster.

"No, you said share so I'm sharing with me, myself, and I." She yelled back. We ran all the way to the park she was still eating the ice cream too. She started to slow down then I caught up with her. I tackled her to the ground, and she fell with a thud. I took the ice cream out of her hands and started eating it. Then I was tackled to the ground. I looked up to see Courtney on top of me glaring at me.

" What the heck Courtney get off of me." I yelled at her.

"Not until YOU watch me eat all of the rest of the ice cream." She said smiling evilly as she ate the finally bites. I flipped her over and took the bowl, it was empty. I glared at her just standing there smirking at me. I walked over to her and pushed her to the ground. She got up and pushed me back, hard. I fell to the ground and grabbed her ankle and brought her down to the ground with me. I got on top of her.

"You know my mom said a guy should never hit a girl, but I can make an exception for you." I sad bring my fist up about to punch her. That's when she kneed me in my jewel. I rolled off her and grabbed my crotch in pain.

"Are you sure you want to do that. I may be younger than you, but I can fight. I'm in karate." She said doing one of those karate poses.

"Whatever." I said still in pain from the blow. She noticed and walked over to me and held out her hand. I looked at her weird

"I didn't mean to hit you that hard, but I had to do something before you hit me. So… I'm sorry." She said with her hand still out for me to grab. I still looked at her like she was crazy.

"Look if you're not going to accept my apology then I'll leave and kick you in your balls again harder." She said annoyed. I took her hand and she helped me up. I looked at her again she had grass stains all over her clothes, and her hair was messed up, but she was smiling.

"What are you smiling about?" I asked annoyed with the fact that I had lost this fight.

"Nothing, it's just that this was the most fun I had since I been here. You're not lame-o like I thought." She said speaking what she was thinking. I just smirked.

"You're pretty cool to I guess. And believe me I thought you would be a princess, with all the whine and junk, but I guess you really can't judge a book by its cover." I said, and then was pushed by Courtney.

"Don't call me that, I hate it." She snapped, I just smirked.

"Whatever Princess." I said, and then looked at her murderous glare. She looked like she was going to attack me, that's when I started running away from her. About ten minutes of running from Princess , my mom came over in her car telling us it was time to go home. That was the day I first met Princess, one day I would never forget.

End of Flashback.

Author's Note!

Welcome! To The Last Fight!

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