I'm sorry for uploading the same chapter twice! The actual chapter I deleted and mixed up with the original Ch. 3! Idiotic mistake. Won't happen again! :)

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The night fairly ended, and I hate to admit it, but I enjoyed it the whole time. I got to catch up with Bridgette and with that learned a little more on Duncan's past. I found out that Geoff Is really a actually cool guy, he may seem a little dimwitted at times but he catch's up eventually.

According to Bridge Duncan's "Hot babe" was a girl at summer camp named Gwen, simple and short they met at the camp and dated for about a year. Thing's went smooth until she cheated on Duncan with another man she met at camp, Trent. That apparently broke him, he started to act out even more. Where Is why evident-ally I am here now.

"Duncan It's late, everyone Is gone. Let's head up to bed." I said sleepily, then realized how It sounded and changed my wording.

"I'll pick up the mess," I said nodding my head to the plates of half eaten pizza and plastic cups sitting on the small table by the couch. "You can go, I got this".

I turned my back, began to pick up the trash and realized Duncan was still there behind me. I turned around... and I saw him looking at me with these eyes, that I've never seen any man give me... the look of love.

YEAH FREAKIN RIGHT, He was standing there checking out my ass. I picked up the empty plastic cup and angrily threw it at his smirking face.

"Come on babe, I wasn't doing anything wrong. You are the one who bent over seductively, It's like you were inviting me to the show." With those words said, his blue eyes continued to scan my body over.

"You pig headed ogre! Don't look at me like some kind of god damn piece of meat!" I began feeling the snarl on my upper lip.

"Then don't try to seduce me," was the blunt response I received.

"I hate you!" I yelped In frustration, I blame the sleep deprivation and the migraine that was soon approaching.

"I love you too princess, how bought you give this king over here a small little kiss before bed time, huh?" He grinned amusingly.

I threw down the plates I had begun to take to the trash and shoved my way past him to the stairs. I needed sleep. He could clean up downstairs, I tried but his quirks got too old and at any second you would have found me plastered on the news for murder.

No lie.

"Good night Duncan, you can clean up by yourself. If the mess Is still here In the morning I swear I will skin you alive. You hear me?" I glared at his back as he just nodded amusingly.

Whatafreakinmanwhore.

Soon too quickly It was a new day, It was time to find out more about Duncan's past. More specifically Gwen.

Duncan was outside on the doorstep, taking a long drag on his cigarette. The scent of the nicotine overwhelming as I pinched the tip of my nose, disgusted.

"Duncan we need to talk, you can't keep avoiding the subject". I said as I sat beside him and gave him a pleading look.

He took a deep breathe not looking at me but towards the outside life.

"Fine, hit me with it."

"Duncan, tell me about... Gwen." I said softly.

"... Gwen was my girlfriend. I loved her I thought we were going to get married one day. She was like me, she understood me. We dated for so long, I was ready to propose. I had the ring, I was going to go find a well paid job..."

His voice got hard "Then I found her texting Trent, I confronted her and she said he was catching up with everyone on the show. I believed her. Then she was out late, and sometimes not coming home until mornings. I think the silly little trance I was in finally broke when I saw them kissing each other and I left..."

"Duncan... I'm sorry... I know how much that took to tell me. I look up to you, you know?" I said grabbing his hand and holding it tightly.

He gripped my hand back as well, still looking outward.

Maybe I was wrong, Duncan wasn't as bad as I thought. Maybe everyone was wrong.

I don't remember how long we stayed there. It could have been minutes, hours, days. The only thing I remember much was that with his hand In mine I felt better than I had ever felt.

You could say it was selfish, I was suppose to be here to help the teal eyed man beside me, but was it wrong to feel so warm and content?