Revenge

Pre-Chapter A/N: I'm mixing up the PoV a bit [for all you people who freak out when this kind of thing happens] so don't flame/complain/bitch/rape me about it.

Enjoy. :)

Ch. 6: Keeping Secrets Kills Relationships

"Normal" PoV

Kayla sat in her room on Facebook when her doorbell rang. She answered the door only to meet a stressed-out Duncan.

""You could have just knocked on the window and climbed across," she said with a laugh.

"Crap. I honestly didn't think of that. Anyway, I have to tell you something, and please don't kill me," he said.

"Sure, yeah, come in." They went to Kayla's room, Kayla sitting at her desk while Duncan sat on an orange beanbag. "Speak your probably-important words."

"So you heard about the two people in the dugout two nights ago?"

"Yeah, Kell swears they're me and Mar. Why? You know who they are?"

"They're me and Courtney."

"What? But didn't you guys only have your first date-Oh my God, Duncan, what the hell were you thinking?"

"It wasn't my idea, I swear! Courtney wanted to, and I made sure she wanted to, and we just did."

"She's not a slut, Duncan. I know this girl. She would never do this, unless-Shit, I hope that you didn't get her drunk! Her dad has a breathalyzer in his car, and her alcoholic stepmom can smell booze 5 miles away."

"I didn't! All we did was go out for dinner and take a walk! None of it was supposed to lead anywhere. It was all her."

"She wouldn't. I've known her as long as I've known you."

"Then she really likes me."

"Maybe. Or maybe one of them put her up to it...maybe Nikki."

"Why her?"

"She hates when I outdo one of them. I got better grades than her, she got a tutor, I beat Kell in a race, she made Kell join track, I lost the big V before they did, Nikki hooked everyone up with her older cousins, I did it with you, Nikki makes Courtney do you. It makes perfect sense."

"It does. Wait, she hooked Courtney up with her cousin?"

"Just to get her to lose it because I was one of the first to. It was a couple months ago, after the second time, when we told some people, who told them."

"Wow. So, how are you and the man-friend going?"

"We're doing okay, for a couple that's gonna be separated soon."

"Separated?"

"Didn't I tell you I'm moving to England?"

"No."

"Oh, right, because I found out the day after you broke up with me."

"And you didn't wanna have a serious conversation with me." He gets out of the beanbag and leans on the desk.

"I didn't. Plus, you were arranging to meet up with your new girlfriend, and I didn't want to get in the way."

Duncan leaned down and whispered, "You know you're still my best friend. You won't get in the way of shit, don't worry."

Kayla responded by lightly pushing him away from her. "Remember your girlfriend."

"You do realize that I really care about her and I wouldn't try anything with anyone else but her, right? Plus, I respect that you have a boyfriend too. I was only gonna tell you a secret."

"Really? You could have just said it. It's only us two here."

"Nah, whispering it sounds better."

"Fine. Whisper." Duncan leans down and cups his hand around her ear like a child.

"I still love you. Remember that."

"Okay, I think it's time for you to go." She pushes her ex towards the window. "I have a date in a little bit. I have to get ready. Talk to you later." He climbs on the guardrails and jumps onto the tree.

"You better text me or something."

"Just go." She shuts her window and pulls the shades as Duncan goes inside his house. Why does he do this to me?

She was never insecure about her feelings for anyone before, but her best friend's confession started to make her doubt her relationship with Marek.

Duncan mentally abused himself. He didn't want to sabotage Kayla's relationship, but he had to tell her sometime.

He thought that Kayla's decision to be with him was rash and uncalled for. She hadn't even told her parents yet, and the two were in an age-of-consent relationship, because Kayla was sixteen and Marek was about two years older than her. Although he knew that he was a nice guy, and that he wouldn't take advantage of her, Duncan felt as if he needed to protect her from getting hurt, like how he failed to protect her from himself.

I only feel that way because I want her back, even though it's only been a few days and we're both seeing other people.

"I can't believe I'm talking to myself," he whispered softly. "I think I've finally gone crazy over a girl." He smiled and then got his phone to call Damon.

Kayla's cell phone began to play the WANTED theme song, the song she'd picked for Marek's ringtone, and she picked it up on what wasn't even the first ring. "Hello there, I was certainly not expecting your call," Kayla said with a British accent. She heard him chuckle on the other end.

"Why hello to you too, and I must say that I am most certainly not ready for our date, and I am most certainly not outside your house in my car that belongs to my mother waiting for you," he replied in the same accent.

"I am most certainly not getting ready as we speak."

"I am most certainly not anxious, therefore I am most certainly not likely to breaking out into a cold sweat."

"My God, that most certainly takes a lot out of me to talk like that. Doesn't it?" she said, switching back to a normal voice.

"It does. I'm gonna have an anxiety attack, if you don't hurry. I'm having palpitations now, please hurry so my heart can stop when I see you and put me out of my misery."

"I'm coming downstairs now! It's really hard to run in these shoes, remember that."

"See you in a little bit." She could see him smiling in her mind's eye.

"I'm at the door. See you." She left her house and her boyfriend's jaw nearly touched the ground.

"You look amazing," he said. "Absolutely breathtaking."

After trying Damon's number about 3 times, he finally picked up.

"Jeez, Duncan, I was on a long-distance call."

"To who? Your girlfriend?"

"Shut the hell up, you know I'm still in need of one of those."

"Go out with Rick's little sis, I heard she's fishing for older men."

"Duncan, do you really have to be such an asshole? She's like twelve."

"She's not twelve, she's sixteen. And I was only joking. If you really wanted to, you could get a girlfriend. Just flash your abs or something."

"I don't have time to work on the abs, Duncan. I had exams all last week, and now I'm positive I'm coming home, so I've been packing. I highly doubt that you have abs anymore, because of your lack of exercise. Oh, wait, no, you do that naked."

"Well I do have abs. And I don't treat that as a workout, it's a break for me. Anyway, I called to tell you that a woman has finally made me go crazy."

"Courtney?"

"Nah, Kayla."

"Jesus H. Christ, Duncan, you don't go crazy over your ex! I doubt she's crazy about you anymore, what with her relationship status being "Married" to What's-his-name and writing hearts or "I love you" on each other's wall, like how the two of you used to be. She's moved on, cuz. He loves her, and she loves him. That's how it is."

"But I told her I still love her!"

"God damn it, you don't tell an ex you still love them either, ESPECIALLY if you broke up with them for someone else AND have had sex with that someone else in PUBLIC FOR FUCK'S SAKE! Are you TRYING to make your best friend kill herself?"

"How the fuck do you know about that?"

"It's all over Facebook for crying out loud, there's even a fucking fanpage called 'Like this if you think Duncan and Courtney fucking in the dugouts is filthy and wrong.' Duncan, you don't do that! How do you think Courtney felt?"

"SHE FELT LIKE SHE GOT WHAT SHE FUCKING WANTED. She was asking me for a goddamn HOUR and I was going 'Are you sure? Do you want to?' every fucking time she asked! I finally gave in, and now it's MY FUCKING FAULT."

"I'm sorry I said that, man. The way everyone was saying it, it sounded like you raped her."

"Because I'm completely capable of rape. Shit, man. How the hell do you think I operate? Do you even know me anymore?"

"I was just scared for her. You get crazy sometimes when you're angry. I thought you were mad that you weren't going to, and then you-"

"I've had enough of this bullshit. I call you to tell you something, and you start telling me about how you think I am."

"Duncan-"

"Save it for after tomorrow, all right, Dam?"

"See you tomorrow then."

"You look absolutely breathtaking, Kayla."

She reddened almost immediately. "You're just saying that."

"I'm not, you look amazing."

"It's only a skirt, jeez."

"I've never seen you in a skirt, but it looks really nice."

"Thanks. So where are we going that we had to dress nice?"

He smiled at that. "Nowhere."

"So I got all dressed up to sit in a car? No, really," she said, laughing a little.

"The best kind of prize is a surprise."

"Shall we get going?"

"Unless you don't want to. Then I could just kick you out of the car, go to BK, pick up some burgers, and then sit in your attic playing with your Ouija board."

"I like that plan better."

"Let's go where we were originally planning to go, okay, love?"

Kayla sighed, obviously defeated. "Fine. But we're gonna listen to my kind of music, got it?"

"I love your kind of music. Please tell me you brought Danger Days."

"But why would I not?" She puts the CD on, and they drive away.

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Hello to everyone who's still reading.

I'm ABSOLUTELY, COMPLETELY SORRY that I didn't update.

I was on vacation from life, and I had no internet where I was. I felt like shit the whole time; and I'm truly sorry.

BTW, I found out a way to update my fics on dA via iPhone. So my fics will be up there first, and then the updates here will follow.

Love and nukes,

TWTS.