I know Duncan lost Total Drama World Tour but in this story he won. I also went back and fixed some errors in earlier chapters.
"I'm sorry" Courtney said to what felt like an empty room. "What?" Duncan couldn't believe what he just heard, did Courtney actually apologized. "You were right Duncan I was a nightmare I tried so hard to be perfect that I forgot to be a human, I was cruel, loud, and just awful you didn't deserve that." She admitted, if she were to get the closure she wanted so badly she had to honest. Duncan looked up at Courtney never had he seen her look so sad, he had gotten so use to fighting Courtney he forgot about the moments where she was just a girl. "Court you weren't all bad just got a little crazy from time to time and that time you were insane." He chuckled, to lighten the mood, it obviously failed. "I know I was crazy, and you had all right to break up with me. But I just don't see why you didn't just leave me, why cheat on me?" She asked in a voice so guiltless he could feel his heart flutter. "Believe it or not I never meant to cheat, I was just fucking pissed at that book and needed someone to talk to, Gwen just so happened to be there she was easy to talk to comfortable to be around one thing led to another and we kissed" He explained and saw a single tear run down her face. He got up walked to towards her he stole the vanity chair and took a seat right in front of her and gently lifted her face "I'm sorry, I should have just broken things off rather than put you through that." He looked into her dark brown eye and finally saw how much he hurt her. "Fine I guess that's all I wanted" she quickly snapped out of it and pulled out of touch before she did something dumb, like really cry.' Keep it together Courtney, you've come so far' She thought to herself.
"Well I guess we can go then" She couldn't stand another minute in this damn room. SLIP. They turned to see that a letter had been slipped under the door. "What now?!" Duncan was so obviously done with his bullshit. Courtney got up to get it, feeling the need to put distance between her and Duncan. "You have to stay in the room for two hours" Courtney read aloud. She was beyond livid she had told Chris this was to be a private conversation, and couldn't understand why there were people outside listening in on them, obviously another fuck up from her lawyers. "And what if we refuse?" she replied .SLIP. Another letter appeared "Then Duncan forfeits the money" she read "That is such bullshit!" Duncan yelled "They can't do that to you, not when you already won" Courtney was appalled at the lack of integrity. "Yeah but fucking McLean is going to find a way to make it happen" He grit his teeth, quickly coming to terms with how screwed he was. 'I should have known he wouldn't make it as simple as talking' He thought angrily. "I hate that man" Courtney stated "What in the world are we supposed to do for two hours" She pouted flopping on the couch "I have no idea" Duncan replied.
"So now that you won what are you going to with your money, you're not going to waste it on some lawyer again right?" She asked curiously, taking her seat on the couch. "No I was going to build a sweet ride from scratch, and maybe buy my family a new house" he whispered the last part shamefully, plopping down right next to her "That's so sweet" She beamed at him, Her smile always did it for him one look and he was a goner. "Yeah it's whatever" He blushed deeply "So how's school still aspiring to be a tattoo artist?" She prodded trying to get him to talk, He was shocked that she even remembered there talks or even cared to bring it up "Yeah I'm interning at a shop around me they let me draw some suggestions for customers" He explained falling back into the comfort of their old conversations "So did you get the chance to work on anyone, but then again I assume they wouldn't let you knowing you didn't have proper training" She ranted, He smiled at her ramblings she always did overthink everything. "Why do you even care?" he snapped out of his schoolboy trance and remembered who he was talking to. "Just trying to pass the time…and I missed talking to you" She admitted tucking her unruly curl behind her ear, causing his heart to skip a beat. "Yeah well then let me give you a quick rundown, I'm still the same delinquent stealing cars, vandalizing buildings, and kicking ass. Still the same guy you meet at the island, nothing has changed" He snapped, hoping that she would understand that just because she changed doesn't mean he did. It took him a long time to understand that he is who he is and no one would change that. "Jesus, Duncan can we have a conversation without you getting defensive?" She asked "That's great coming from you" He quipped back, he knew why he was defensive the moment he let down his guard he would fall right back in love with her. "All I've done this whole conversation is apologize and try to talk to you. God, Is it that terrible to have a normal conversation with me? Is it that hard to say 'Hey, Courtney how have you been?', or 'Hey, Courtney how's school?' Must you be such a Neanderthal" She defended, this nice Courtney is getting her nowhere. She felt her rage grow more and more each second. "I am not my rage, I am not my rage" she said her mantra over and over.
"What the hell are you doing?" he asked, watching her go into a meditative stance. "I'm meditating away my anger, a trick I learned in therapy" She said not seeing a reason in holding back they had two hours and didn't want to spend it dodging questions. "You were at therapy?" he never pegged her for the type, he always thought therapy was for wack jobs and while Courtney was a lot of things she wasn't that crazy. " I know you think therapy is for wack jobs I thought that too, but my grandmother insisted that I go thought it would help me after seeing how I acted on the show…' she began '... My parents agreed that it would be best, mainly because they thought the doctor would drug me back to normal.' He saw the slight twitch in her eye she always got whenever they talked about her parents. '..I was infuriated at first thinking I had to spend my weekends with some overpaid clown, but after a few sessions I started to enjoy my weekend getaways. It became a haven where I could be me and fully think about what I want to do not what I was just told to do. My parents thought I was becoming a 'tree hugging liberal' like my grandmother" This was the first time she had ever talked about therapy outside of her talks with her grandmother, but then again she always felt more open with Duncan. "So your grandma's a hippie huh?" He chuckled lightly "That's all you took away from that" she laughed, she watched Duncan laugh and felt her heart flutter all over again. 'How can one smile make me feel this way, I have to get out of this room' she continued to watch him 'Before I get hurt again.'
