Prologue

Going somewhere Princess?

I stared down at the little pink plus sign. I could hardly believe my eye's. We had used protection, we had always used condom's. How could this happen? Only something like that could happen to me. My life was over before it had even started.

I left the swanky bathroom and went back into my hotel suit. I shoved the white stick in the bottom of one of the drawers. I couldn't risk anyone else finding out before I had even told the father. Oh, God. A sudden realization washed over me. I couldn't tell Duncan. Duncan had a reputation to uphold. I knew if I told him he would just ditch me and the baby so he could keep his bad boy image. There was only one thing I could do. I ran away.

I spent the rest of that day packing my bags. All I could think about was the little life growing inside me. I was only sixteen, incapable of taking care of a baby by myself. Duncan wouldn't help me, that was for sure. I could never place that much pressure on my best friend Bridgette, I couldn't bare that. My parent were, without a doubt, going to disown me. I had no one I could turn to. No one.

Where was I going to go? A termination was out of the question. I don't believe in killing my own flesh and blood, even if it half Duncan. The only thing I could think of was giving the baby up. I couldn't do that, either. Even if I was only five weeks pregnant, I still loved that baby growing inside of me. What was I going to do? Then it hit me, I could go live with my aunt Clara. She was my mother's sister, however, they didn't speak. When I was a baby my parents decided my life for me, I was to become I lawyer. Aunt Clara wasn't happy about that. She believed that I had the right to make my own decisions in life. They had a huge bust up and hadn't spoke since. I knew I could turn to her for help, love and support.

The bouncy mattress sprung from under my weight. I had my cell pressed to my ear, dialing the number I had only ever used once before. That was to tell my Aunt Clara that my Grandmother had died because she hadn't kept in contact with them either.

"Hello?" A sweet voice came from the other end of the phone line. My mouth went dry and I had no idea what to say? "Hello? Who is this?"

"Hello." I whispered.

"Who is this?" Aunt Clara repeated. I coughed to clear my throat and then continued.

"Hi, aunt Clara. It's Courtney." I swear I heard a excited gasp escape her lips on the other end.

"COURTNEY!" She practically screamed down the phone. "How are you, baby?" Ha, baby. "I just watched you on that TV show. I'm so sorry you didn't win." I didn't even care about Total Drama Island at that point. "What can I hep you wit, Darling?" I took a deep breath before continuing.

"Aunt Clara, could I stay with you for a little while?" I asked, trying to avoid telling her anything.

"Why do you need to stay with me, Courtney?" That ship sunk fast.

"I-I," I took another deep breath. I could feel tears starting to brim in the corner's of my eye's. And I never cry. "I'm pregnant." I cried quietly, of course. I couldn't risk any peeping Tom's finding out and spreading the news.

"Courtney, baby, are you okay? Of course you can stay with me! Have you told your parents yet? Who's the father?Is he coming too?" Aunt Clara bombarded me with question's.

"I'll tell you when I arrive." I simply replied. "Bye." I hung up and let the tears stream down my cheeks. My life couldn't get any worse.

After cleaning myself up, I pulled all my things together and tightly locked all the suitcases. Outside was dark, it must have been about nine o'clock. I knew most people would either be in their room's or hanging down in the game room. Dinner had finished an hour ago and I hadn't even attended. I couldn't face anyone at that point.

I took a step into the hallway, double checking that it was empty first. I pulled all m bags out after me and then turned to lock the door. Before I knew it, a pair of ice cold hands were over my eyes I instantly felt breathless.

"Guess who?" A husky voice whispered in my ear. Duncan. I didn't reply, just rushed his hands away from my eye's. "Going somewhere, Princess?" He asked, scanning my bag's with his beautiful tealy blue orbs. I thought for a moment thinking of the perfect excuse.

"Family emergency, Chris is letting me leave the island early." I lied. Duncan believed me, though. He pulled me into his tight, muscular arms.

"I'm sorry." He instantly thought someone was dying dead or severely injured.

"It's okay, not your fault." I said, breaking the hug, but not looking at him. He pulled my head up by my chin and I felt tears burning to escape in my eye's.

"I'll see you when I leave this place." He told me. I smiled, it was the only thing I could do. He planted passionate kiss on my lips. "I love you."

"I love you, too." Before we could say anything else I grabbed the suitcases and ran down the hallway to the elevator, waving good-bye to him as the door's shut him out of my life. For good.

A/N: So, should I continue? I think it's a good story, I'll think the rest of the plot up as I go like I usually do. Also, I need help naming the baby, first and last name, I want her to have Duncan's surname. It's a girl by the way. LOL.

Well, thanks for reading, please review :)

Love, ChloeRhiannonX