The Last Fight Chapter 10, a total drama series fanfic

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This chapter is rated: M for coarse language

Enjoys.

The Last Fight

Chapter 10

Duncan's POV

One Week Later

Since the day Courtney agreed to let me make music to her lyrics, my life has been a living hell. All she does is complain, about everything. The pitch of my voice isn't right, the base is too low, the guitar solo isn't good. I mean EVERYTHING. She is driving me insane! I almost wish I didn't even stumble on those lyrics. Almost. Even with all her nagging Jacob, her, and I managed to make a pretty decent song. Scars is what the song is called. It was the first paper that I saw when I found the lyrics. It was perfect, considering that we both had our scars.

I lazily looked over at Courtney from my spot on here couch. She was revising the music sheet to the song. She looked up at me.

"I still don't like it. It's missing something." She told me. I rolled my eyes.

"It's fine how it is. So leave it alone." I groaned as got up and snatched the paper from her hands.

"I fucking hate you!" She screamed. I rolled my eyes again as I plopped back on the couch. Jacob walked in the room and looked at us.

"Are you guys still fighting? The song is finished. What is there to fight over?" Jacob asked frustrated. Courtney huffed.

"We're not fighting." She said before getting up and walking to her room. Jacob and I watched she left the room.

"Dude, what is up with you two?" Jacob asked leaning against the wall.

"How would I fucking know? She is a freaking psycho." I exclaimed.

"I can hear you Duncan!" She yelled from upstairs.

"GOOD!" I yelled back. Jacob gave me a disapproving look.

"What?!" I barked. He just shook his head.

"You guys are a mess." He said as he reclined in the chair.

"Whatever, I'm going outside I need to go smoke." I told him heading outside. Jacob followed me.

"Dude me too. You guys got me all stressed out." He half laughed as he put on his coat. I chuckled at his comment before walking outside. The only thing that was keeping me sane was Jacob's comic relief. I walked to my car and grabbed the little joint I left there a couple days ago and a lighter. I closed the door, and lit the joint and took a much needed inhale. I exhaled all my stress into the cold winter sky, before taking another hit and passing it to Jacob.

"I almost forgot how amazing Mary Jane is. I haven't smoke all week." I told Jacob as he passed me back the joint.

"I'm surprised you haven't been. I know I would be smoking a joint all the time if I had to stay in this mad house with you two." He joked. I exhaled before passing the blunt back to him.

"Yeah, but Courtney hates the fact that I smoke. If I had smoked earlier she would have gone even more psycho on me." I told him.

"I'm was pretty sure you guys were going to kill each other." He blurted out. I smiled.

"The thought passed through my mind constantly."

Courtney's POV

"This week has been the worst! I cannot stand Duncan and his arrogant attitude." I thought as I went to my closet and grabbed my bottle of wine and a wine glass. I took the croak out as I walked to my bathroom, and pour the wine into my glass sitting it on the counter. I turned on my bath water and started to fill the tub.I leaned back against the counter and took a sip of my wine, and put the glass back on the counter.

"A relaxing bath will take the stress off me." I said to myself with a warm smile. I Went back to my room and grabbed some candles, and brought them back to my bathroom. I lit all the candles and placed then throughout my bathroom. I put bubble bath soap in the water and turn on the turbo jets. I sighed as I looked at my relaxing bath. I went in my room again to grab one more thing. My phone. I turned on some smooth reggae music, and turn off the lights. I took off my clothes and slowly got in the hot bath. I hissed as the hot water covered my body as I laid in the tub. I grabbed my glass of wine and took another sip.

"Now this is what I needed." I told myself in total bliss. I had finished two glass of wine before I hear a knock on my door.

"What?" I called out. Three little Bird by Bob Marley started to play and I happily hummed along. I was too relaxed to notice that my door had open.

"Are you really listening to Bob Marley in the tub while drinking wine? This is something my mother would do." I heard Duncan say to me. I turned my head to see him leaning against the door. Luckily my tub was full of bubbles so he couldn't see my nude body.

"And? You smoke weed to relax. I do this. Now what do you want? You're interrupting my relaxation time." I said calmly as I turned around.

"Hurry up and finish your bath. I called Geoff and told him we finished a song. And he is going to throw a party for us." He told me. Of course. Geoff throws a party for everything. I'm pretty sure if I killed a fly and told him, he would throw me a party.

"When did you call him?" I asked.

"A hour ago." He answered and I sighed. If he called an hour ago Geoff place is probably already full of people. For some reason people drive up to his house as soon as they get off the phone.

"Okay. I'll be down in 15 minutes." I told him taking a sip of my wine again. I heard my door closed, and I turn my heard around just to be sure he left. The room was clear so I got out the tub and wrapped my towel around me body.

Duncan's POV

Jacob and I waited about 20 minutes before she came walking downstairs.

"Took you long enough Princess." I said before getting up. Courtney rolled her eyes at me. All the tension from the pass week was all gone.

"Be glad I'm down here, I could have taken my sweet time." She said walking in front of me. She turned and looked at me while she slid her arm through her leather jacket.

"And you would've been driving yourself to the party, Princess." I told her walking past her outside. Courtney and Jacob followed once they were done putting their coats on and we all got in my car. Jacob got in the passenger seat and Courtney got in the back, but only because Jacob couldn't fit back there.

"When are you going to clean up back here?" I hear Courtney say as I started to drive.

"Never." I laughed. I saw Courtney lift up something in my backseat that looked like-

"Are these panties?" She asked. Jacob looked back at her, and laughed.

"Looks like you got lucky one night." Jacob said.

"Hell yeah!" I laughed. Courtney tossed the panties at the window.

"Eww! You guys are disgusting!" She yelled.

"Princess, it's a guy thing. You wouldn't understand." I told her.

"What's not disgusting about you having sex with a girl, and her leaving without her panties?" She asked me. I looked over at Jacob.

"It's not disgusting C.J. It's like a trophy or a souvenir." Jacob told her.

"So you have panties in your car too?" she asked him.

"Of course not." He told her.

"See my poi-" She started.

"They are hanging from my ceiling fan in my room." He finished with a chuckle.

"Ughh… you guys are really disgusting." She said before leaning back in her seat.

45 minutes later we made it to Geoff's house. His long ass driveway was full of cars. I had to park down to street. Five minute walk to his front door.

"Why are we so far from his house?" Courtney asked getting out the car.

"Because there are no parking spots closer to his house." Jacob told her.

"Obviously." I added, Courtney scoffed before walking to Geoff's door alone. Jacob and I followed behind her.

Once we were inside we were greeted by lots of drunken people chilling upstairs. Courtney saw some friends and left us. Jacob and I went downstairs where the real party was. As soon as Jacob opened the door loud music filled our ears. We walked downstairs to see the usual, the dance floor full of people, the bar full of people, and the stage full of hot girl dancing. I saw Geoff talking to the bartender so I walked over there.

"So when someone asks for a drink just get it. There are only two different types of drinks, corona and Smirnoff. So don't freak. The last guy who freaked… well let's not talk about him, dude." Geoff said patting the bartender on the back.

"Yo Geoff!" I yelled He turn around and smiled at me.

"Dunccannn! My man! What's up dude?" He asked handing me a beer.

"Nothing man. What about you?" I asked him.

"Same ole. Same ole." He said as we watched a hot blond walk by to the bar.

"Dude, I swear you know all the sexiest girls in Toronto." I smirked as I saw a girl check me out.

"Dude. I know everyone in Toronto." He said cockily.

"Yeah man. I believe ya." I told him checking out the girl who was staring me down. She had long black hair had piercing blue eyes. She was wearing black leggings with Jordan's, with a off the shoulder grey shirt. I smirked at her and she smiled at me, this was my sign to come and give her the good ole Duncan charm.

Courtney's POV

Once we got inside I saw some of my friends and went to talk to them.

"Courtney you look cute tonight!" One girl said. I blushed.

"Thanks Tammy." I said looking down at my outfit. I was only wearing dark wash jeans with combat boots, and a red v neck t-shirt. Tammy was one of my close friends in high school. We fell out once I started college, but since I been back we got closer again.

"So that guy you came with is he your boyfriend?" My other friend asked.

"Hell no." I scoffed rolling my eyes.

"That's Duncan, her 'Ex-Best friend'." Tammy said. The other girls all looked at me.

"Then why did you come with him?" She asked again.

"Because we are starting over." I told them.

"What do you mean?" Tammy asked.

"Long story short. We were best friends, then we hated each other, and now we are just friends." I told them.

"Hey Courtney !" I heard someone call my name. I looked around and saw Bridgette coming towards us. I smiled and hugged her as she got closer.

"I missed you!" She told me.

"I missed you too. You would not believe the week I had!" I told her. "Hey I'll see you guys later." I waved to my friends as I walked with Bridgette.

"No, but I'm sure you'll tell me." She laughed.

"Damn right I will." I joined her.

"Let's go downstairs. I have a feeling we are going to need a drink." She said leading us downstairs. I hate how loud the music sounds when you first walk down here. It makes you have a headache for a brief second. We walked to the bar and got two beers and sat on the bar stoles.

"So what happened?" She asked me as she popped the cap off her beer.

"Okay so you remember how he wanted to turn my lyrics into song, and I let him right?" She nodded." Okay so the next day we started to make the music and it went all downhill from there. He was being controlling with my lyrics. And he had promised me that he let me be a part of the music making. But I felt like him a Jacob just did what they wanted. I hate them." I said drinking my beer. Bridgette just smiled.

"You know you're just overreacting. You took part in the music making, or you guys would still be at your house arguing over how you want the song to sound like." She told me. I glared at her.

"That means nothing. The only reason the song is finish is because we were both tired of messing with that shit." I told her drinking from my beer again.

"Nahh, the only reason you guys are finished is because you both like the way the song sounds." She told me with a smirk. I continued to glare at her.

"You been hanging around Geoff and Jacob way too much." I told her. She laughed and drank some of her beer.

"Well I do live with them, and they are basically the only people I hang out with beside you." She told me.

"Liar. I know you have friends now." I told her. She shrugged.

"Yeah, but I don't like them. They are more Geoff's friends anyways." She told me.

"Aren't they up there dancing on the stage?" I asked looking over at all the half dressed girls grinding on each other. Bridgette took a glance up at the stage then back at me.

"Yup. That's them." She said looking back at them.

"They're not my kind of people. You know that. I still can't believe that Geoff would make me hang out with them." She told me.

"What? He made you hang out with those girls?" I questioned. She looked up at me.

"Yess! Like 3 days this week I been hanging out with them. All they do is talk about boys, and underwear, and shoes. I rather hang around the guys." She told me.

"I don't blame you." I told her.

"Hey isn't that Duncan?" She asked. I looked in the direction she was looking and saw Duncan making out with some girl. I scowled at the site. It was disgusting. We haven't even been here an hour and he is already hooking up with some hoe.

"Yeah that's him." I told her bitterly.

"Aren't you going to say something to him?" She asked, I looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

"No. Why would I do that?" I asked her.

"I just thought you would." She told me looking back at them.

"Duncan is a big boy. He can have any girl he wants, even nasty diseased hoes." I told her.

"Courtney!" I heard her yelled. I looked over at her and shrugged.

"I guess I been hanging around Duncan too much." To told her with a coy smile.

"You think?" She retorted.

"Yo Courtney!" I heard someone yelled. I looked around to see Abel walking towards us.

"Abel!" I yelled giving him a hug. Abel and I had become really good friends the past weeks. He is a really cool guy. And he was so sweet but had a rebel strike in him.

"You look cute tonight." He told me.

"You're not the first person to tell me that." I blushed.

"Really who else told you. Better not be anyone cuter than me, or I might have to kick some ass." He joked smiling again. I smiled.

"Nope, just my girls." I told him.

"Good." He smirked.

"Oh you remember Bridgette right?" I asked him pointing to Bridgette who was still sitting.

"Of course. I have never met a blond in my life as beautiful as her." Her told her smiling brightly at her.

"Well Thanks Abel." She said. "I'm going to go find Geoff, see you guys later." She said before leaving us alone.

"So how long have you been here?" I asked him. He pursed his lips while he was thinking.

"Since the party started." He told me.

"Have you danced with anyone?" I asked him with a sly smile. He smirked at me.

"Nope. I've been waiting for you." He casually said pulling me closer to him.

"Well lets go." I said pushing him onto the dance floor with a smirk.

Duncan's POV

The girl I spent most the night with was amazing. Her name was Roxanna and she was all over me. And we even smoked a joint together. She was probably the coolest girl I met, well beside…

"Gwen?" I called out to a girl who walked pass me. She looked back and gave me a small smile.

"Hey Duncan." She said walking back to me.

"How you been?" She asked me. I just looked at her. I wasn't mad at her anymore. But we weren't on talking terms either. This was the first time I seen her since we broke up a couple months ago.

"I'm good. And you?" I asked her.

"I'm great. I'm a local artist at that art show I used to go to all the time." She smiled. I smiled back.

"That's great!" I told her placing my hand on her shoulder.

"So where are you staying?" She asked me. When we broke up, I was living with her. She is probably wondering if I lived on the streets.

"I lived with Geoff, but I been staying with Courtney for the past week." I told her. She cocked an eyebrow at me.

"You and Courtney are friends again?" She asked a little confused.

"Yeah, since about a week and a half ago." I told her. She nodded.

"Well that's good. I know how much she means to you, being your first love in all." She said

"What?" I exclaimed.

"Dude, any idiot can tell you loved her at some point in your life. I'm your ex girlfriend and I saw it clear as day towards the end of our relationship." She pointed out.

"Whatever Gwen." I told her not wanting to hear any more of what she had to say.

"Hey Gwen! Who you talking to?" I looked to see Trent coming over to us.

"Ohh, hey Duncan." Trent said with a small smile.

"Hey Trent." I said with the best fake smile I could muster up.

"So I'm guess you guys are together now?" I asked.

"Nahh, We are just hang out since I'm back in town again." Trent told me, I just nodded.

"Hey can I tell you something Trent?" I asked pulling him away from Gwen.

"Umm sure I guess." He said smile gone now.

"Look. I don't care if you guys are together or not. But if I find out that you hurt Gwen in any kind of way. I'll kill. We may not be together. But I still care about her. And if you break her heart like you did the first time. I'll break yours. Capiche?" I told him, Trent raised his hands up.

"I gotcha man. No breaking any hearts." Trent said with a smile.

"Good." I said before walking back to the bar, where I saw Mason harassing the new bartender and decided to join him.

"Don't you ever get tired of harassing people?" I asked Mason. He looked back at me annoyed.

"If the pansy would just give me a beer, there would be no harassing." He said with his Hispanic accent.

"Pussy. Mason. I told you the word is pussy." I said as I jumped over the counter and grabbed us two beers. I passed him one before jumping back over the counter.

"So what's up man?" I asked my band mate.

"Shit, chilling. I haven't heard from you in awhile, you good?" He asked me.

"Yeah man. I haven't been hanging with you guys because I been hanging with Courtney." I told him.

"Y'all cool now?" He asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"Yeah man. We're cool." I told him chugging my beer.

"So tell me, y'all fuck yet?" He asked bluntly. I almost choked when I heard what he said.

"Why does everyone think we have something going on?" I yelled with a scowl on my face.

"Dude, you had the hots for her ever since the day I met you in juvie. I thought she was your girlfriend the way you talk about her." He told me with a smirk.

"She is my friend. She was my best friend, now we are just friends. That's all." I groaned.

"Dude, why deny your love for the chick?" He asked me.

"Because I'm not in love with her!" I slammed my beer on the counter breaking the glass. I looked at Mason who just grin at me.

"Whatever compradre." Mason laughed. "Aye, so you wouldn't be angry if Courtney was grinding on another dude would you?" I questioned me. I looked out into the dance floor to see Courtney's arm wrapped some pricks neck, and his arm snaked around her waist. They were grinding against each other slowly to the fast pace music. Smiling like they were the only ones on the dance floor. Shit made me sick to my stomach. I looked back at Mason.

"I don't give a fuck what she does. She can handle herself." I said turning around. Mason looked at me then back at the dance floor.

"Dude, he's coming over here." Mason told me nervously.

"Mason. What part of I don't give a fuck did you not understand." I snarled.

"Aye, give me a beer." He called out to the bartender.

"Aye man, you and that girl look great together. How long y'all been going out?" Mason asked the dude. I glared at Mason, who only gave me a coy smile.

"We don't go out. I been reeling her in for month now. But tonight is the night, we're going have a party in my sheets." He said with a smirk. I felt my fist clench up. This Douche was talking about fucking Courtney. Only after a month of trying to get her! I could feel my fist clench up.

"She going home with you tonight?" Mason asked wide eye. I watched him intently as he answered his question. He gave Mason a grin before reply.

"Once I spit my game to her, she'll be dying to have me. I haven't met a girl that hasn't fallen for it yet. And she is no exception. I mean look at her. She all over me already. She wants the dick." He told Mason with a chuckle. Mason just stuck his fist out for the other guy to pound. The dude pounded knuckled with Mason then turned to me to do the same thing. Only my fist didn't hit his.