Coming Home
Chapter 4
Duncan's POV
So today was the day that Bridgette and I were going to talk to Courtney. I really didn't feel like talking to her. But Bridgette was making me. If I didn't go, she was going to take Andy. I couldn't let her do that. That's my only reason for being here. I don't care about Courtney one bit. Just the fact that she didn't tell me about Andy makes me want to punch her in her face.
Bridgette was driving us to Courtney's apartment since she been there before. I sat in the passenger seat impatiently. I couldn't wait until this was over. Geoff was chilling at the park with the girls, while I'm here about to go through a conformation I'm not ready for. Bridgette looked over at me.
"Duncan it's not going to be that bad. We are all grown here. No need to be so hostile. We all make mistakes." Bridgette said trying to lighten the mood. But I was mad at Bridgette for making me come in the first place. I groaned and looked at the window.
About 10 minutes later we made it to Courtney apartment in Manhattan. The apartment looked over Central Park. Bridgette parked her car in the apartment's underground parking lot and we made our way to Courtney's room. Courtney's room was of course on the top, and took up two floors. I don't know why since she is the only one living there. But it's Courtney. I don't understand a lot of things about her. Bridgette knocked on the door, and then gave me a weak smile. I didn't return it. The door opened to reveal a man with no shirt on. He looked at Bridgette with a smile, then looked over to me, and frowned.
"Who is he?" he asked Bridgette. She was going to explain, but I didn't let her.
"I am Duncan, and I'm here to talk to Courtney." I sneered. The guy threw up his hands.
"I'm not trying to start trouble." He said, and then backed up to let us in. Bridgette walked in and I followed. The apartment was set up like a modern loft. Wood floors, white walls, with random stuff on them. The guy closed the door, and went into the back rooms. Bridgette walked into the large open living room that had a view of the park. The whole living room was white, even the fire place. It was crazy. Courtney soon came out from the back. She looked like she just got out the shower. She was wearing blue skinny jeans with a black tank top. Her hair was still damp and fell about 3 inches passed her shoulders. I guess she didn't notice me because she walked right into the kitchen and asked Bridgette if she wanted a smoothie.
"Aye Courtney, can you make me one too." I called out to her. Then there was a crash in the kitchen. Bridgette and I both got up to see Courtney standing over a sink with her hands over her mouth.
"Courtney! Are you okay? Did something break?" Bridgette jogged over to make sure everything was okay. Courtney came back to her senses and started to clean up her mess. I relaxed back into the couch, and listened to the hushed conversation in the kitchen.
"Bridgette! Why is he here?"
"He needs to talk to you."
"About What!"
"He knows…"
Silence.
"How…"
"Still here." I told her. Courtney and Bridgette stood up abruptly. They both slowly walked over to the couch and sat down with their heads low. I felt like a father, who was about to punish his daughters.
"So when exactly did you plan on telling me about our daughter." I asked. Both of their heads snapped up. Courtney looked at Bridgette.
"I didn't know you were talking about that!" She squealed. Bridgette gave a weak smile then left the room leaving me and Courtney in the living room. She looked at me then ran her hand threw her hair.
"So how you find out about Andrea?" Courtney asked faintly. She looked scared out of her mind. But it's her own fault for lying about the whole thing.
"She came to my house saying she was my daughter. She was trying to find us." I told her. Courtney's hand went back up to her mouth. She look like she was about to pass out. Her chest was heaving up and down rapidly.
"She only 15 ! How did she travel here from Vermont!" She squealed.
"How would I know? I didn't even know I had a daughter until yesterday!" I yelled at her. Courtney let go of her face and growled at me.
"Don't even try to do that Duncan." She warned sticking her little finger at me.
"DO what Courtney? Huh? Tell me." I asked annoyed. Courtney sensed my annoyance and stood up and walked over to me. She pointed her boney finger against my forehead.
"Don't try to act like if I had told you things would be different! You didn't want me! What makes you think that you would want the baby!" she yelled. I moved her hand out of my face and stood up, making Courtney back up.
"It doesn't matter. All that matters is that she was mine just as much as yours and you didn't tell me! Even if I didn't want her I wouldn't send her to a foster home!" I yelled getting frustrated. Courtney's chest started to heave up and down again.
"What else was I suppose to do? Huh? My boyfriend was never there, my parents would have killed me, and I was in school! And to add up to that I was emotionally unstable to even think about keeping her!" she yelled then pushed me on the couch. I stood back up and grabbed her arms.
"Don't put your hands on me, because I'm not afraid to hit you back." I warned. Courtney's face was filled with so much scorn.
"If you're here to tell me you want to keep her, the answer is no." She sneered, and then walked past me bumping me in the process. I grabbed her arm tightly.
"Let me go." She warned.
"You are not going to tell me I have no rights to my daughter." I growled. Courtney tried to yank her arm out of mine, but there was no way I was letting her go.
"Look at you. How do you think you are a fit parent? Who is going to think you are a fit parent? No one, because you're not." She said with as much venom she had. She was trying to die. She really wanted to die today. I yanked her close to me, she was so close I could feel her rapid heartbeat.
"You're no better. What kind of mother gives her daughter to complete strangers to raise. You don't even care about her." I told her.
" I care about her, I send her things she need. I go to check up on her. I'm a good mother." She defended herself. I pushed her away from me.
"Yeah because a good mother is living in a nice place like this while her daughter is in another state living in a trashy foster home. Bullshit Courtney!" I yelled throwing some book that was on the table to get out my anger.
"Why do you care so much!" She yelled in frustration.
"Because she is OUR DAUGTER ! She deserves a good life. She makes me feel important. And I want her to feel important. She deserve that." I said calming down. Courtney didn't say anything. The room was silent.
"I want her to have a good life too Duncan." She said quietly. "That's why I want to have custody."
"Well, I guess we're going to court then." I told her. She sat on the couch, and crossed her legs. I sat back down.
"I guess so." It was silent the rest of the time. There was a lot of tension in the room. Courtney was looking out the window. I was watching her. She was sitting up straight like she was uncomfortable.
"Stop looking at me." She said quietly. I continued to look at her. She sighed then got up and walked to the back. Leaving me alone in the living. I waited for Bridgette to come from the back. If felt like forever for her to come.
"Duncan. Let's go to the park." I heard Bridgette say. I opened my eyes and say her looking down at me.
"Come on. We're going to the park." She said pulling me up. Courtney was standing behind her.
"All three of us?" I asked, looking at Courtney.
"Yes." Courtney answered.
"Why are you going." I asked annoyed.
"Because I want to see my daughter too." I answered.
"Guys can we please just go and not argue." Bridgette pleaded. We stopped arguing and followed her back to the car.
Andrea's POV
The wind was blowing threw my hair as I flew through the air. I had just jumped out my swing. Allison and I were trying to see who could jump the farthest. I won of course. The whole time we been in the park we have been having different challenges just to see who is better at what. I won most of them just because I had a lot of practice, when I lived in Alcon. Allison laid down in the sand and I did too. My ' No Plan' plan worked. I was so happy. To finally be with someone who likes me. It's so weird, but I like it. I sat up and looked at Allison.
"How are you so good at everything?" She said out of breath. I shrugged.
"I had a lot of time to practice." I said simply.
"So where did you come from? When I go to Courtney's I never see you." She asked.
"I lived in Alcon with… my grandparents." I told her. It wasn't really a lie. I did live in Alcon, and my foster parents were old enough to be my grandparents.
"Oh, are they cool?" She asked.
"They're different. But I love them. I just hated it up there. " I grabbed some sand and squeezed it in my hands. Allison didn't notice, but she didn't say anything else. She closed her eyes peacefully.
"Hey Allison, do you know a guy name Josh?" I asked her. She opened her eyes and sat up.
"Josh Adamson?" She asked. I shrugged.
" Black hair, hazel eyes, tall." I tried to describe.
"Oh yup that's Josh Adamson." She clarified.
"So you know him." I asked again.
"Yeah, he's pretty popular at school. Everyone knows who he is. But he does his own thing. I used to have a crush on him, back in 9th grade. But why you ask?" Allison said shaking out her the sand from her hair.
"I met him when I came, and I need to take to him." I said remember how upset he was with me yesterday. I need to fix things with him.
"Oh well I don't have his number, but I could find it for you." She offered.
"That would be awesome." I smiled.
"Hey Girls!" We look to see Bridgette and Duncan walking towards us. I got up and ran and gave Duncan a big bear hug.
"Andy. I can't breathe." He said, and then I let him go.
"Sorry Duncan." I apologize.
"Hey Andrea, someone is here to meet you." Bridgette said to me. There was a woman standing behind her. She had long brown hair like. She had brown eyes, and freckles in between her eyes. If I wasn't mistake, I think this is…
"Courtney?" I asked, and she nodded.
"Yup it's me Andrea. Courtney." She said. I ran over to her and gave her a hug. I was so wrapped up in hugging my mom, I didn't notice Duncan scowl, and walk over to Geoff.
"Oh Andrea, you so big. I remember when you were a little baby. You had the biggest and brightest blue eyes ever. You were so cute. I have some pictures of you back at home." She said with a big smile.
"You have pictures of me?" I asked confused.
"Of course you're my baby. Even though you weren't with me I always keep track of you. Remember those random people who would come and speak to you when you were down. That was me, and the random gifts. That was me too. " She told me. I smiled.
"Oh, so if you were always watching why didn't you just take me home?" I asked her. Her smile faded a little and she looked at Duncan. Who was talking with Geoff.
"Things were harder back then, then they are now. But all that matters is that we are here now." Courtney said looking back down at me, with a smile.
"Your right. All that matters is I have the two of you." I said hugging her again. I saw her smile fade a little but it was still visible. Something is not right.
"Are you okay?" I asked her. Her smile faded completely.
"Of course, I'm just really happy to see you." She told me. I just smiled. This was so awesome. Not only do I have a really awesome dad, I have a beautiful mother. But something was still bothering me. But I could ask that question another day.
"So you want to play a game?" Courtney asked me.
"What kind of game?" I asked her.
"Freeze tag?" she suggested. I shrugged.
"Sure, let's invite everyone to play." I told her. She called everyone in and told them what we wanted to do. Everyone agreed to play. The rest of the afternoon we played different types of games in the park. Then we went out to eat at a family restaurant. It was the most fun I had in my whole life. I could not ask for more. My life right now is what I always dreamed of. A happy family.
My Happy Family.
Author's Note !
Well now Courtney and Duncan are going to fight in court for 15 year old Andrea. Who will get custody? Will Allison get Josh's number for Andrea? Will Allison find out the real truth about Andrea? Will Taylor be in the story more? Probably not. But Yeah short chapter. Next chapter…some of these questions will be answered.
Until Later… Review.