For a second, time did stand still. Both of them locked eyes from one another, but Courtney quietly took a couple steps back—

"—wait," Duncan pleaded.

"I—I have to go now." Courtney began to run the opposite way from where she was suppose to go.

"Hold up." Duncan catch up. He walked right in front of her, so she would stop. "Don't walk away ... Courtney."

"Stop saying my name," she yelled at him.

This did startled Duncan a little. She never yelled like this before. "If you listen—"

"—look. I don't know you, so why are you getting so obsess over me? What did I do you?" Courtney didn't let Duncan finish his sentence. She pushed him away. "I don't what happen to you, but just—just stay away from me." And walked away, without hearing what Duncan would say next.

Duncan stood there, watching Courtney walk away ... for a split second, he wanted to run to her, but knew that it was better for him to return back to work ... so, walking back into his store, Duncan continued to work.


As Duncan went inside his apartment, he saw Geoff watching an Hockey game. "What's up, man," Geoff says while taking a sip of his drink.

Duncan immediately went where Geoff was sitting and turned off the T.V

"What the hell, man? I was watching—"

Duncan grabbed his phone and opened it to the gallery and threw it onto Geoff's lap.

"What is this about?" Geoff ask very confusedly. He picked up Duncan's phone and handed back to him.

"Just look at the damn phone," Duncan demanded. "I've been doing some ... I guess you can call it research?"

If Geoff was drinking right now, he would totally spit out it out from that statement. "You ... researching? Man, that is very unlike to that ever do that," Geoff said, still shocked.

"Whatever. Just read what it saids in the photo."

"Okay. Fine." Geoff used his index and thumb to zone in on the photo. It didn't take a second before Geoff eyes were wide open when he saw what it said on photo. "Is this for real, man?"

"It is." Duncan grabbed his phone out of Geoff hands and closed it. "Before I came to you, I needed to confirm what I've read on the internet."

"Where did you find this? This photo doesn't look like you found it on the internet?"

"That is non of your business." Duncan snatched his phone away from Geoff's hand.

Geoff was getting a bit worried about his roommate. "Don't do anything stupid, man. If you show up there, you will be arrested."

"You don't think I know that already?" Duncan said, shaking his head. He closed his phone and walked away before Geoff could say anything else.

Geoff watched Duncan walked. The photo was still on his mind ... if what Duncan said was true? His eyes widen in horror when he just realize. Oh my god.


Courtney was still shaken up by what happened today that she didn't realize she had returned back to her practice.

"Ms Davis." Kyla immediately got out of his desk and walked towards Courtney. "Did it go well?"

"Go well ...?" Courtney asked herself that before realizing. "The meeting." She let out a small groan. Courtney then walked to her office.

"Is everything alright, Ms Davis?" Kyla asked while walking beside her boss.

"Everything is fine, Kyla." Courtney stopped at her door. "I have to make an important call, so please don't interrupt me for the hour." And closed the door. As soon as she sat at her desk, she picked up her phone and called someone who can help.

"Hello," a voice appeared.

"Hi ..." Courtney said.

"Courtney? What's wrong? Your voice seems off?" The other line said.

"When do you get off of work, Bridgette ... I need you to come here asap ... please." Courtney tone concerned her best friend.

"I'll be there as fast I can get; I'm on my way." Bridgette hanged up.

Courtney heard her cellphone drop on her desk, but didn't care at this point. She rubbed the temples of her forehead ... the pain was starting to get back not right now, she pleaded in her thoughts. Truth be told, she was minutes away from breaking down in her office.

About ten minutes later, Courtney saw her door being opened; it was Bridgette. "Courtney?" She ran to her desk, looking at her friend. "Courtney?"

But, Courtney didn't respond. Tears were falling down from her sad eyes. Her head started to hurt.

Bridgette saw Courtney holding her forehead. "That's it; I'm taking you to the emergency."

"No." Courtney spring right out of the desk. "Please don't."

"Courtney ..." Bridgette was getting more worried. "What is wrong?"

Courtney bite her lip, not knowing how to explain this. "Okay. Okay." She sat down at her desk, again. "I—I don't know how to explain this situation."

"Just tell me, Court." Bridgette also sat down, across from her friend.

"You know that guy I talked about—you know? The one that apparently knows me?"

"Yeah."

"I just saw him."

"Alright." Bridgette listen, nodding her head. "What happened next?"

"I was walking to a company that I am working for, and out of nowhere. I wasn't paying attention, and in corner of the street, we bumped into each other," Courtney said.

"What street?" Bridgette raised her eyebrow.

"Uh?" Courtney scratched the back of her head. "The corner near those indie shops. I don't know the name, I don't shop there."

Bridgette eye widen from the realization that. "I never asked this before, but what dose he look like?"

"He's tall ... have piercings ... and a—" Courtney started

"Green mohawk?" Bridgette finished Courtney answer.

"Yeah. How do you know?" Courtney wonder how Bridgette knew what she was going to say next.

"Oh my ..." Bridgette got up from the chair. "I—I have to go."

"What's the problem, bridge?"

But, before Courtney could get a response, Bridgette had already left her office.


"Duncan, could you bring me another beer while you're leaving the kitchen," Goeff shouted from the living.

"Get it yourself, you lazy ass." Duncan closed the fridge door with his leg since both of his hands were occupied with snakes for the upcoming hockey game.

"No need to say harsh words, man," Geoff replied in a calmly matter.

"How am I still friends with you." Duncan place the bowl full of chips, with cheese dip.

As the game was about to start, the buzzer went off.

"Who could that be?" Geoff ask.

"I don't know, but I am not answering it," Duncan said, munching on the chips.

Geoff got up and clicked on the button, to entrance of the apartment. "Hello?" He said, through the buzzer.

"It's me," a voice said through the other line. "Ring me in."

"Bridgette?" Geoff wonder why his girlfriend is here at this hour. "Is everything okay."

"Just ring me in."

"Okay ..." Geoff hit the button, so Bridgette could enter into the complex.

"Who the hell was that?" Duncan ask, sipping on his beer.

"It's Bridgette?" Geoff looked at his roommate. "Don't know why she's here? Bridgette was working a late shift."

A few minutes went by, the door knocked a few times. Geoff opened it wide, and Bridgette was standing there. She was panting for air. "Duncan ..." she said through each breath.

"Duncan?" Geoff questions?

"Duncan ... is—is he here?"

"... uh? Yeah." Geoff opened the door a little wider. "He's right here."

Geoff got up and walked to the door and opened it. "Bridgette? What are you doing here?" He ask, wondering why his girlfriend suddenly show up.

Bridgette didn't respond to her boyfriend comment, she walked herself in and saw Duncan. "You asshole." And give him a big smack at the back of his head.

"What the hell was that for?" Duncan rubbed the back of his head.

"Is everything alright here?" Geoff never saw Bridgette act this way before.

"Everything is not alright. Your idiot roommate is harassing my best friend," Bridgette responded, glaring at Duncan.

"I don't even know you, how the hell would I know who your friends with?" Duncan says with his eyebrow slightly rising up.

"She told me that you bumped into you, and—" Bridgette started.

"Wait a minute?" Duncan just realized something? "Oh my god."

"What?" Bridgette says, still looking at Duncan.

"You—you know Courtney?" Duncan knew that this answer was either going to be a yes or no ... there was no between.

"Wait?" Geoff butted in. "Bridgette, are you talking about Courtney?"

Duncan looked at Geoff the minute he said her name. "You knew?" He ask, ready to snap.

"I've said this many times that there are others who are named Courtney. And, beside, didn't you tell me that her last name didn't match up, so I didn't assume?" Geoff said.

"What!?" Duncan immediately turned to Bridgette "What is her last name?" He ask, knowing that Bridgette wouldn't tell.

Bridgette heisted for a second, before answering, "Davis. Courtney Davis."

Duncan eyes widen when he heard Davis. "Oh my ... god." It couldn't be.

"What?" Geoff ask. "What is happening to you, man?" It then suddenly hit Geoff. "Wait a minute, then—"

From the expression on Duncan face, was all Geoff needed to confirm.

"Okay, what the hell is going on?" Bridgette asked, getting more angrily.

"Whatever I show, you can't tell Courtney anything about it." Duncan grabbed his cellphone and opened up to his art gallery, to that picture. Then handed it towards where Bridgette was standing, still at the doorway.

"Davis ... was her Courtney's mom maiden name ... and apparently, it is her father's last name as well."