I had the biggest case of Writer's block for this story. Sorry for the late update. Really, I am...

There isn't much left of the story. Thank you all for sticking with me through this one! I love you guys *hearts everywhere*

Tomorrow's the wedding and I've decided that I'm going. I haven't told Geoff that I'm going, though. I know he's gonna be pissed. After the fight with Trent, I haven't spoken to Gwen. Right now, I don't really want to. I'll save it for tomorrow. I was walking, late at night, out by Central Park. It was kinda chilly and I was beginning to regret not bringing my leather jacket. I crossed my arms over my chest and shivered. I put the hood on my sweater up and continued walking. Hopefully, no one thought I was suspicious. I passed by the club. Lights were flashing through the door and the windows. I could hear the music from outside. I kinda felt bad for the people who lived around the club. Especially with the music. That would bother the fuck out of me.

I decided on going in to see Geoff, since he was working tonight. Maybe I would get a quick drink, too. I flashed my ID to the bouncer and walked in with a group of girls that were wearing dangerously short pencil skirts and high-heels. They looked underage, but it's not like the bouncer cared. They were hot. That's all he needed for someone to get in. Typical.

I put my hood down and walked over to where Geoff was standing, over by the Dj, to make sure someone didn't attack him. He noticed me right away.

"Hey, Duncan! What goes on?" He yelled over the music.

"I was just walking, thought I'd drop by and say 'hey'." I yelled back.

"Oh! Hey!" He yelled.

"Hey! You wanna step outside so we can hear each other?!"

"Yeah!"

We started walking towards the doors, but I was taken aback by Heather, who was wearing a sexy red dress. Behind her was Gwen, wearing a black floor-length dress with her combat boots.

"Duncan! Hey!" Heather called out. I gave her a little wave and completely ignored Gwen. I followed Geoff outside and I took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

"Want one?" I offered.

"Sure, what the hell?" I handed him one and lit it up, along with mine.

"So, what's up with you and Gwen lately? You haven't talked about her a lot recently."

I took a long drag and puffed out the smoke. "I don't see a point in obsessing over her. She doesn't want me, she wants Trent the douche bag." I took another drag.

"How come you're giving up so easily? I mean, she's right in there. Why don't you talk to her about what happened?"

"Dude, I can't. I don't want her to hurt me anymore than she already has." Another drag.

Geoff laughed loudly. "Duncan. You're gonna have to talk to her sooner or later. When's her wedding, again?"

"Tomorrow."

"So, it seems like it's going to have to be sooner." He laughed again.

I blew smoke into his face. "Gross!" He yelled.

I laughed. "Karma's a bitch, eh?" I laughed again and took a quick drag. Someone tapped my shoulder lightly.

"Duncan, can we talk?" She asked.

"Why?" I said coldly. Geoff snickered. I shoved my elbow into his ribs. He stopped immediately.

"I...I just want to talk. Alone. Can we go for a walk?"

I shrugged. "I guess." I blew out more smoke and walked down the sidewalk with Gwen.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

"You're seriously asking me that? What the fuck? I mean, really, Gwen. You think I'm okay right now? You just broke my heart, ripped it out of my chest and stomped on it with your combat boots. You think I'm fucking okay?!" I yelled.

"I guess that was a stupid question..." She looked hurt.

"You guess? Do you know what it feels like to wake up in the morning, confused about your feelings for a girl you just met, who's engaged and you just had sex with her? Do you know what it's like to wake up without that girl next to you? And all that's on the pillow is a note, saying you weren't sure that you eally loved me? I mean, how can you love someone like Trent? He's an asscunt and I'm not afraid to say it in front of you. Or anyone, really. He can go fuck himself, for all I care. And why do you stay with him? Just because he's a 'decent catch'? Because he can take care of you? Gwen, I know I don't have much, but I can take care of you better than he can. I would never even think of hurting you. Never. I'm not like that. And, like I said before, I just met you, but I think I really do love you." I said. I was out of breath by the time I finished.

She was completely speechless. I was still breathing heavily. I sighed and sat down on the curb next to a parked car. She sat next to me.

"You...love me?" She finally asked after what felt like forever.

"Yeah..I think I do."

She looked down at her boots and sighed. "Duncan...you know already that I can't be with you. I love Trent. And he's been the one since we first met. I don't want you to be hurt, okay? Even though I know you will be. But, you'll forget about me. Move on to another girl that you meet at the club or somewhere else. Start dating, get married, start a family together, grow old together. I'm not the one you can do that with. Even though...I really want to be with you."

I jerked my head up. "Wait...what?"

"I like you, okay? But, I've told you this already. I can't be with you."

"Yeah, I get it." I stood up and started walking back to the club. "I need to go find Geoff."

She stood and walked alongside me. I tried to fight back tears, but they were stinging at my eyes. I let them fall freely. Gwen didn't question anything. She just knew.

The wedding's up next. Might be the last chapter. Might not be. Who knows...

Guess you'll just have to wait and see :)

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