A/N: Sigh, well. I kept getting reviews so here's the update. And thankies!!! They mean so much to me and I was so surprised when I got all of them. You guys are the reason why I write! Thank you! Oh, lots of foul language and explicit scenes.

If you want loyalty - get a dog. If you want loyalty and attention - get a smart dog

- Grant Fairley

Waking up next to Heather was well -- a giant ego boost. We fucked behind the cliffs where there were no cameras watching. Then we walked back still high and fell asleep. All the guys in the cabin stared open mouthed at us. Heather wiggled her fingers at the guys before standing up and leaving the cabin in nothing but her booty shorts and bra. All I could think of was, 'yeah, I tapped that!'

"Nice going!" Geoff said and we did a lame high five.

"Did you guys…?" Trent's voice trailed off and his face was tickled bloody pink.

I winked at him. "Everything you can think of and more." Trent's face turned a deeper shade of pink and he mumbled something about going to find Gwen. Trent was such a virgin it's not even funny.

When I looked over at DJ and Justin both of them looked uninterested in anything I had to say. Actually, both of them seemed pretty interested in one another. Faggots perhaps? Well, it was none of my business anyways. One of my best friends is gay when he's drunk and tried to stick his tongue in my mouth a few times. A few other times I let him, and I woke up spooning him. Of course we were both fully clothed, so I'm pretty sure that nothing beyond kissing happened. But if it did. I was most definitely pitcher. My ass didn't hurt.

"Tell us what happened!" Owen cried as he literally bowed down at my feet.

I raised both of my hands and said in a very clear voice, "Now, now. I'm sure you don't want to hear ALL of the horny details." Geoff was at my feet right next to Owen as I finished that sentence. I felt just like John Travolta in Grease. "Alright. I'll tell you." I said and both of them looked like they were about to cry from happiness. This reminded me so much of Grease it wasn't even funny. For a second I wanted to start singing 'Summer Love'.

I took a seat on the bed and thought back to last night. Sadly the night was mostly a blur, we were all so stoned the details were a fucking blur!

Time to think fast Duncan.

"Kay. So we were super high. And so we went over to our special place -- no Geoff. I ain't sharing my spot with you. Anyways, she totally got down on her knees and sucked me off. Then when I finally thought I'd cum…she stopped right." Geoff and Owen sucked in their breath waiting for my next words. "Then we fucked. And she was screaming my name. Look at my back." I turned around to show my back that had been scratched raw.

"Sure you weren't trying to rape her?" Justin sniped. I glared at him wishing I could punch him. But if my parole officer watched it I would most definitely be jailed again.

"If I was trying to rape her it would've been my face, jackass." I tried to sound non-chalant about it, but I know DJ could sense my anger. My god did I hate that cocky bastard.

"Yeah man. And why was she in bed with him this morning?" Geoff agreed. "Don't be a buzz kill." Geoff had my back. That was a sign of true fucking friendship. I mentally thanked him and sent him much straight man love.

Justin shut up after that and left the cabin, DJ left shortly after. Probably to river dance or whatever. I talked to Geoff for awhile then I decided to leave to for my morning cigarette by the cliffs. Geoff was never invited for a cigarette. I had to work for those damn things.

I walked all the way through the forest to get to the cliffs; it was my new morning routine. Right after I heard that I would be going to a damn island with Princess. And only Princess. There was one thing I didn't expect though; I didn't expect Princess to be sitting over the edge of the cliffs staring down at the island. Taking up my perfect privacy spot.

Ah well, she already knew I smoked. I didn't even bother trying to be quiet, I just climbed up the cliffs and stood as far away from her as possible then lit my smoke. She still wasn't acknowledging my existence. Oh whoopee.

"So you've been abused and you're going to take your anger out on me?" Came her voice, it wasn't loud and demanding anymore. It was her real voice, the scared one that I bet she keeps locked away at night. She may have thought I was vulnerable, but not even close to as much as her. "Are you really that cruel?"

I thought about it. I thought about all the anger I was harbouring ever since I was a little boy. Was I really directing it somewhat at Princess? Probably. It made sense. So I shrugged. "Yeah, pretty much." I was expecting to see her dangerous angry face. You know, nostrils flared, eyes into slits, teeth bared like some damn cat. Instead she laughed as if she were beaten completely. But I doubt that.

"You're so pathetic." She looked me directly in the eyes as she said that and took my cigarette from my lips and crushed it with her shoe before walking off into the woods. Leaving me short one cigarette and all my fucking pride. A strange feeling broke over me then, something I had never felt directed towards a woman. I can't explain these feelings any better than that, but it scared me; it scared me so much I ran my fist into a tree and swore when I heard a crack. Slowly I retreated my hand and moved it, it hurt. But it wasn't broken. My knuckles were bleeding and bruised. It took away the scary feelings and I slumped down against the tree.

"Duncan. Baby, what's wrong?" Heather's voice purred, and she appeared from the trees.

"Hey babe." I said weakly and kissed her forehead when she curled up against me like a girlfriend would. I wasn't comfortable with it, I'm not a cuddly touchy feely guy. I'm more of a punchy bleedy type of person.

"What happened to your hand?" She cooed and lifted my hand gently so she could closer inspect it. I jerked it away quickly and put it behind my back before she could do anything else.

"Nothing. You know, you're acting very Un-Heather like." I looked down at her, completely submissive. Something terrible had happened and I had to stop it. "We're doing this for just the sex. I thought you knew that."

Heather pulled away from me and glared, looking at me like I was an idiot. "I know that you jackass. I won't try to be nice anymore. Fuck." She stood up and walked away after that, leaving me just like princess had. Though it was a lot less infuriating when she did, probably because I was wishing her gone. If Heather came back tonight the sex would be fucking wild, that's for sure.

Why did it feel like my life was going in all different directions? Everything was going so fast I could hardly keep up with myself. At least there was one good thing about the boat trip. Princess would be ignoring me and I could clear my damn head. And it was just one chick after another getting mad at me, I couldn't be surprised if Lindsay and Beth started getting angry with me too.

I sighed and stood and headed back to the camp. At sunrise we were leaving and that meant that I should start packing sometime today. But after getting high again with Geoff -- and maybe nicking some of that weed that he had, being baked for three days straight was definitely a good idea to me J

The walk back seemed a lot shorter than the trip there, maybe because this time I actually wanted to clear my head. Clear my head of all the shit that was happening so fast. Wondering why the fuck Heather was being so clingy when I thought she was cool. That she understood the rules to fuck buddies, or friends with benefits or whatever.

Then I thought about princess. I thought about how she messed with my mind, how she was creasing me somehow in a way I had never been creased before. And right as I thought about that I was stepping out of the forest and thinking that I needed another cigarette. I was about to turn around and go back but Geoff spotted me immediately and ran over in his happy go lucky way. Fuck sometimes I hate that guy.

"Duncan! Man, where did you go? I was looking all over for you. We've got a pancake breakfast man!" Geoff cried and grabbed my arm to pull me along to the trail.

Just two more days before we were leaving…

There's a thin line between love and hate, and I just wonder where you come in

- Me

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Kay. Well, again. I despise this chapter. It's all just filler until I finally get the story going to where I want it. Anyways, sorry if it goes too fast, I'm not going to redo this. Please review!!!!

- Sweet Heroin