Duncan's POV
She wants to know who I am. I should have know this was coming. I knew it right from the start. But her saying it out loud-the way she said it so casually- just makes it so surprising. But if someone in some black skii mask came and saved me from my crazy dad who was trying to kill me, I would want to know who they were too.
After thinking it over I was more angry then shocked. I guess something inside of me thought that when I saved her she would automatically know it was me. Maybe by the way I walked or how I talked or something! We dated for two years, you think something would prehaps ring a bell. But no, she had no clue who I was. For all she knew I could have been some amazingly handsome prince charming that came to rescue the beautiful damzel in distress. I bet that what she was hoping for too. But no, the one who came to save her was her annoying ex-boyfriend who cheated on her on national television. Bummer.
I needed to say something. Anything. She was just watching me waiting for an anwser and if I didn't anwser soon she was going to get sucpious- more than she already was. But all I wanted to do was keep driving and ignore the whole situation.
"You really want to know?" I ask after a long pause. Forcing the words out carefully.
"Well, no shit sherlock." she replied sarcasticly. Ah, there was the good old Courtney I knew and loved. Not the weak one who was just recently tied up to a pole about to be eaten by hell fire, but the strong one who could fire back any insult faster than a gun.
"Fine." I sigh and pull over. Hopefully we were far enough away from the awful warehouse and those awful people. By now I wanted nothing to do with them, not even her no good father. A coward that hired people to kill her instead of doing it himself.
She gave me a confused looked, probably wondering why I was getting down. But she came out, falling over a little due to her injured leg. But I knew if I tried to help her out she would get angry with me and slap me. So damn independant all the time.
I stood infront of her, one hand on the mask. I was very hesitant. After I took off the mask she was going to know it was me. And she was going to do one of either two things. Kick me in the balls or run away. Or even worse both. But I didn't want her to leave. Not after I knew that she was safe.
But all the climatic build up was too much for her to handle, because she pushed away my hand and lifted up the mask herself.
It was quite for a couple of minutes, and I felt insecure with the way she was staring at me. Looking over my face as if I was a little fat boy that just fell down from the heavens and told her I would grant her three wishes. Girl sure did have eyes like a hawk.
It took her awhile for her to speak, but thank god she did. I couldn't help but always crave the reaction of her.
"Duncan, is that really you?" she asks carefully. I saw the look on her face and knew she was hoping it wasn't who she thought it was and it hurt. It hurt alot.
"Yeah, it's me." I breathed out. I closed my eyes, getting ready for the impact of her foot on my man parts, but instead she looked at me with a sadden expression.
"Why did it have to be you? Why?" she asks, running her hands over her face. She gives me one last glance and turns around and starts walking away.
I can't believe it! I just saved her and she just leaves? I know I was a jerk before but this? This was a bit overdramatic.
"Courtney, wait!" I call after her, walking a bit faster to catch up with her. Even with an injured leg she still walked pretty fast, but that was probably only because she was trying to get away from me.
"Is this some kind of joke to you?" she spits out as she turns around to give me a death glare. I can see her eyes turning red, and if any tears where going to come out, she was doing really good at covering it up. But I knew her better than that. I knew how weak she actually was. I knew how weak I had made her.
"No, it's not. Trust me." I say to her, looking her in the eyes so that she would know I wasn't lying.
"Why should I?" Her voice cracks. "You did cheat on me."
I inwardly roll my eyes. "Look, I'm sorry!"
"Sorry is not going to cut it." she says one last time before starting to walk away again. It was one of her many talents to walk away dramaticly. The catch- You either had to follow her or stay. Why did she put up so many freakin' walls?
But before she can get away I grab her arm and pull her back towards me, picking her up and over my shoulders. But she screams and kicks and struggles to get down. And I can't help but give out a small chuckle.
"This never gets old."
I walk all the way back to the car with her thrashing around in my arms and screaming at me to let her go, and I'll admit it was annoying- but nothing I wasn't use to. I gently- as gently as she would let me- put her back in the car and quickly got into the driver's seat and locked the doors.
It took a few minutes but she finally laid back and just looked out the window. I did the same thing. I knew it was going to be hard saving her, but I didn't think it would be this hard. I knew when we were younger she was quite fiesty, but I guessed that by now she would have calmed down a bit. Guess I was wrong. Or maybe she did calm down over the years and only got pissed when she saw me?
"Why did you do it?" she whispers quitely. And it took me all that I had not to look at her.
"Because I had to repay you for cheating on you." I admit.
"You hate me." she says casually. And it breaks my heart into a million pieces.
"No, no, no, no. It's not like that." I insits, but she keeps going.
"Then why after I changed you, acted like a bitch, and you cheat on me, you come waltzing back in here after four years? Four fucking years. Shouldn't you be with goth girl?" she spits out the last of her vemon. And after escaping a fire and fighting with me, she was finally starting to drift off into sleep. And that wasn't good, because I needed to talk to her and this was most likely my only chance.
"We broke up." I sigh, and out of the corner of my eye I see her lip twitch up a little. Surpressing a smile. I didn't care. She could have laughed her ass of right then and there and I wouldn't mind. Gwen was the least of my worries.
"Oh, I didn't know that." she said honestly. I took a note that she didn't say sorry. Even if she did I knew that she would be lying, and lying was something that she rarely did. I was thankful for it.
"Why are you wearing that?" she asks. Trying to change the subject.
"Because I became and agent to save you. I mean, I don't want you dead. Also because I look pretty hot in this outfit." I say with a hint of humor in my voice. I always had to add a little light to a situtation before it got too serious.
And I finally look her way. She had on arm propped up on the window as a makeshift pillow and one arm lying limp next to her. That is when I notice the big cut on her arm. I guess after all the commotion I didn't realize how bad she was hurt.
"What happened?" I ask gesturing to her arm. She weakly looks down and then looks up at me with tired eyes.
"It's nothing." she said, trying to hide the big cut. Too late, I already saw.
"Let me see it." I reach out to touch her arm lightly. But she pulls it back.
"You wouldn't care." she spats out.
"Don't think that. I really do care, now let me see it." I demand. She finally gives in and I take her arm lightly.
I take out a first aid kit that I bought at a gas station and treat her arm. And as soon as I finish up with the bandage she goes in for a hug.
It felt so good to have her in my arms again. I didn't want to let go, but sadly she did. As soon as she hugged me, she let go and went over to the corner to get away from me.
My time was running short, her body was going limp and her head was starting to hang. She was loosing focus and I was loosing time.
"I'm sorry." she gets out. It was a warm enough gesture. Atleast for a girl like Courtney.
"No I'm sorry for being such a jerk and cheating on you." I say back.
"I can't forgive you yet, but... Thank you. Now in order for me to forgive you we have to talk. Not now though. I just- I just need... To have things... Settle... In... First..." She gets out before sleep captures her in there sweet little evil hands.
