A/N: I enjoyed writing this chapter. It just sort of flowed out of me. I hope that ya'll enjoy it and keep reviewing. Let me know what ya'll think
I Miss You-11. No Need for Competition
Duncan stared out lazily from behind the front cashier. His gaze fell upon a couple as they journeyed through one of the more explicit aisles. His mind began to wander to explicit things that he wanted to do to Courtney before he recalled her pleased reaction to the news that he had gotten a job. He had never felt so pleased or proud of himself before he saw his Princess' expression. She seemed so happy. She had even gone so far as to embrace him abruptly before pulling away just as suddenly. It brought back pleasant memories of the phobia challenge that they had to endure on the island.
Temptation struck and he found it very difficult not to tease her lapse in self control. She had glared hatefully at him as she dragged Bridgette out of the dorm to head back to their own. The girl seriously needed to take a pill.
He sighed heavily as he straightened his body from its lax position leaning against the countertop. Why did jobs have to be so mundane? He wished wistfully that he was anywhere but here at the moment doing anything but this. He wished this until he recalled that Geoff mentioned that Bridgette and Courtney frequented this store a lot. So, now he was reduced to waiting for Courtney as if he were some love struck fool. He couldn't deny, however, that he didn't long to see her.
There didn't seem to be any lines forming at the moment so he wandered out from behind the counter, to possibly face the wrath of the muscle-bound manager. He had learned later that the guys name was Jason and that he had in fact been to jail. For what he didn't know and it wasn't for lack of trying. No one seemed to know much of the guy's story and he seemed to like it that way.
Duncan's wandering took him through the aisles of the store, to the back, and then back around. Once he reached the front of the store again and saw that there were no customers waiting he made to go find Geoff and harass him.
Geoff had actually ended up training him a few hours earlier with the little morning rush that they managed to get. The job was easy enough and Duncan felt that even a trained monkey could do such a thing. At the moment he was the trained monkey, and he didn't enjoy being lead around by the nose by someone who he could punch into the floor. So he saw it fit to mess with the blond party boy as much as possible.
Entering the backroom of the store, Duncan found Geoff easily as he was atop a ladder, storing away various books. Duncan approached the ladder and gave it a good shake, enjoying the wail of dismay from up above. He watched as Geoff clung to the rails of the ladder for dear life then glared do at the delinquent.
"Dude!" He shouted indignantly. "You scared the shit out of me!"
"Pay back's a bitch man," Duncan reasoned, "You nearly killed me the other day,"
At being reminded of this, Geoff cringed, "Whatever," He said offhandedly, "Who's up front?"
"No one," Duncan answered dismissively.
"Dude, what if there are people waiting out there?" Geoff commented nervously.
"There's no one out there," Duncan responded and, as if on cue, someone's head poked through the swinging double doors that lead to the backroom.
"Excuse me, could I get someone to help me out here?"
Duncan glanced over his shoulder distractedly to see the intruder before his face broke out into a wide grin, "Princess,"
"Oh, god, no," Courtney mumbled as she turned around abruptly to exit the backroom.
However, before she could get a safe distance away, she was stopped by another employee.
Duncan exited the backroom after Courtney and paused in his stride abruptly as he noticed her talking jovially with another guy that he came to know as Cory. The guy was only a few inches taller then her, bald, bug-eyed, and bucktoothed. If he remembered correctly, Geoff had mentioned something about him being a Marine at one time or another or that he still was or something; he didn't care. All he cared about was that he seemed to be very close to his Princess and she didn't seem to mind.
His ire rose to a spectacular crescendo as he found himself stomping up behind the unaware girl. He reveled in the gasp of surprise as his arms came to fall and wrap protectively around Courtney's shoulders. What pleased him the most was that she didn't struggle against his hold. She simply glared at him briefly before continuing her conversation.
Duncan decided that this would end here as he glared darkly at the man while Courtney wasn't paying attention. Cory's eyes met his briefly before he smiled flippantly then redirecting his avid attention to Courtney. Duncan nearly felt a growl of possessiveness rising in his throat before he squelched it brutally, just like he would do this assholes' face later.
He grinned darkly as his chin dropped to rest against Courtney's right shoulder. He breathed softly into her ear before whispering softly to her, "I'm glad you're here, Princess," He could feel her trembling at his gentle tone and made to make her knees weak, "I want you so badly," He murmured deeply, feeling her hands grasp desperately at the hem of his shirt. He wanted to make her hot by the sound of his voice alone, "Come with me," He tempted, "I could make you scream," He purred into her ear, feeling her knees give way slightly before she elbowed him roughly in the stomach.
"Now, where were we?" She asked Cory sourly, grasping his arm to walk away with him.
Duncan growled sharply, glaring at the Marine hatefully as he walked away with his Princess after tossing a sadistic smirk over his shoulder, "You're gonna get it you mother–,"
"Duncan! Why the hell aren't you where you're supposed to be?!" Jason bellowed from his office.
Duncan grumbled something about using a crowbar before sulking up to his cash register.
Duncan waited patiently outside of Barnes & Nobles in the employee parking lot. His mind was set on what he was going to do as his eyes were fixed avidly on the back entrance to the book store. He wholly intended to make that bucktoothed bastard suffer for daring to challenge him. Courtney was his. No one else could have her. He was simply going to make this very clear to the Marine and if he was too dense to get the point then he would beat it into him.
The back door gave way to the exact person that he was waiting for and he stepped forward from his leaning position on the man's car. He found out which vehicle was his thanks to Geoff, lying to the blond and saying that he was simply going to graffiti his car. He meant to do a great deal more then that.
As Cory approached his car, his stride slowed as he noticed Duncan leaning against it. Duncan grinned viciously at him as he approached the man who stalled a few cars down.
"Cory, dude it's good to see you," He greeted amicably, wrapping an arm around both of his shoulders and shaking him roughly against his side before walking him the rest of the way over to his car. "I just wanted to talk to you, bro," He said, pushing him roughly against the driver's side door, "I wanted to make it perfectly clear that Courtney is my girl," He concluded, gesturing with his hands as he glared menacingly.
"Is that so," The Marine queried, unfazed by Duncan's roughness, "Well, from the way that she was practically hanging all over me I think you've got the wrong idea about her."
Duncan lifted his fist to bring it down savagely on the driver's side window of the car, both men hearing the sickening crack of glass, "Do I now?" Duncan growled, "Well, then enlighten me,"
Cory seemed to be debating weather or not he should keep his mouth shut before he took his chances, "Yeah, the girl is a total prude," He answered, "Won't let anyone in her pants no matter how hard they try. She's a waste of a perfectly good body. She could be putting that fine ass of hers to better–," He wasn't able to finish his sentence as Duncan hooked his right fist across his left cheek.
He fell to the side, his skull bouncing against the pavement with a sickening thud. Duncan could feel his heart pounding in his ears as he raged out of control, kicking the fallen Marine in the side. He hoped that he would break a few ribs off before he realized what it was that he was doing. He was beating up a coworker who was bound to tell someone about his outburst and then he would most likely lose the job that he had just gotten and wind up back behind bars. This time, however, he would wind up in the real deal.
He estimated that his time would be five to ten for assault and he could not risk that. He held his foot back before kicking the guy a second time. Leaning down, he grabbed him by the front of his collar and haled him up to a sitting position.
He glared at him dangerously as he shook him to regain his attention, "You say a word of this to anyone and you will regret it," He shoved him against the side of his car again before straightening to walk to his vehicle, "Oh, and stay the fuck away from Courtney,"
"I just can't believe you Duncan!" Courtney screeched as he leaned uncaringly against the back of the couch in Geoff's dorm, "You just got that job and now you're quitting!"
Duncan glared defiantly at her before walking past her to the kitchenette. Courtney followed him doggedly, demanding answers.
"It just wasn't for me, okay!" He shouted in his defense, "Lay off already,"
"I'll lay off when you start making more sense!" She retorted, "I'm not going to be with a guy that doesn't have a stable job. That was probably the best opportunity that you will ever get and you blew it!"
"Just drop it, Courtney!" Duncan shouted, his face contorting in anger, "It doesn't concern you,"
Courtney looked crest fallen at this statement and Duncan nearly kicked himself for sounding like such a bastard. He just didn't want to tell her the truth. He didn't want to tell her that he was so close to killing a guy just for flirting with his Princess and talking a little smack about her. If she ever discovered this, things would surly be ruined between them. So, he forced her away until the whole incident blew over.
Her gaze averted to the door as she breathed in shakily, seeming to hold back tears as she always did, "Fine, whatever, I'm getting out of here," She announced, making her way to the exit.
"Courtney," At the sound of her name from Duncan's mouth for the second time that day in two minutes, she turned to him, but he didn't know what to say.
She gazed at him expectantly before nodding understandingly, "It's no big deal, Duncan," She reassured, "Just get another job and I'll get over it,"
A/N: I know that my chapters have been getting a little shorter, but that's only because I finally have them all planned out. I think it's going to be ending soon, which will be awesome because it will be one of the first stories that I have finished while writing daily. So I hope that ya'll feel special that I've been so dedicated. Please review and let me know what ya'll think. Thanks!
P.S.: To those that know better, how long would you end up in jail for assault?
