Drama is Not the Word
Chapter 7
Duncan, Jason, and I watched as Courtney and Heather left the VIP section. Once they were out the building Jason waved over a waitress, and Duncan turned to me.
"I thought for sure you leave with them." He told me. I looked over at him. He was staring at me intently. It was kind of intimidating. But I wasn't going to let him know or see that.
"She has Heather." I shrugged. Duncan smirked at me. Then turned to Jason.
"You were right." He chuckled at his friend. I was confused. Jason looked over at me.
"He thought you would leave with the girls." Jason cleared up. I nodded.
"No offense man, but I didn't think you would be able to kick it with us." Duncan said as he watched the very attractive waitress set a tray of shots on the ottoman.
"I have been with them for the last 3 days. She'll be fine." I told him reaching for a shot. Duncan raised his eyebrow and smirked.
"Let the night begin." Jason waved over a group of young attractive girl over to us. They had been watching our section for a while. They walked in happily sitting on the couch crowding Jason, Duncan, and I.
"Well you ladies are looking very nice tonight." Jason said checking out all the girls. A girl with Black scene hair and grey eyes looked at him with a smirk. She checked all of us out.
"I can say the same thing about you guys. I'm Roxy." She said smoothly as she took Jason drink and drank some.
"Jason." He told her grabbing his drink back.
"And you big boy?" She said turning to Duncan, her hand slowly sliding up his thigh.
"Duncan." He told her.
"Duncan." She said slowly letting his name drip of her tongue. She slowly looked at me.
"And you?" She walked over to me and looked down at me. I looked up into her grey eyes.
"Trent." I told her.
"I like that name." She said sitting next to me.
"Mmm… you smell good." She rubbed her nose against the sleeve of my shirt. She looked up at me.
"What is that?" she asked.
"It's just.. Axe." I said awkwardly. She smelled my shirt again, then climbed up onto my lap.
"Woah, what are you doing?" I asked her.
"You just smell so damn good." She said before she started to kiss my neck. I looked over at Duncan and Jason to see if they were seeing this, but they were both busy with the other girls. Roxy stopped kissing my neck and looked at me.
"You are really cute you know." She said with a small smile.
"Thanks your… Your cute too." I told her. She really was cute. I would have pegged her for Duncan's type if I didn't know he went with Courtney. She had her right eyebrow peirced, industrial in both ears, size 40 gauges, and two piercings on both ears on her lobes. She was wearing dark purple lipstick that matched her skin tight dress. She smiled brightly before attacking my lips with hers. I kissed back until I thought of Courtney. I broke the kiss, she looked at me with a grin.
"That was great." She said before she started to kiss my neck. I couldn't shake the thought that the only reason I stopped kissing her was because of Courtney. Not because of Lynn. Roxy stopped kissing my neck when one of her friends asked her to dance with her. She got up and went to the dance floor. I looked over to Duncan and Jason. Duncan had a girl with long and wavy dark red hair sitting in his lap. They were just talking about something. I looked over to find Jason, but he was gone. I reached over and grabbed a glass that was sitting on the ottoman. And drank the whole thing, and slammed the glass on the ottoman. Duncan and the girl looked over at me with raised eyebrows.
"Just needed a drink." I told them. Duncan whispered into the girls ear, and she got up and left. Duncan lazily looked at me.
"Those girls were something else, huh? Just all over the place, the power of ecstasy." He joked.
"They were good looking though." I commented.
"I seen better." He told me with a smirk.
"Really? I mean those girls were hot." I laughed.
"I hate to admit it but Courtney and Heather out do those girls in looks." He chuckled as she grabbed a glass drank some of the alcoholic drink. My mind traveled back to Courtney, you would have to be blind to not think she is beautiful.
"Hmm, I guess you're right." I sighed, and Duncan looked at me.
"You got a girl?" he asked me, I looked over at him.
"Yep, love her to death." Told him waving another waitress over with drink.
"Ever cheat on her?" He asked me. I looked over at him. He was casually sitting on the couch holding his glass, watching people dance.
"Nope." I replied taking a glass from the very attractive waitress.
"Cheating on Courtney was one of the worst mistakes of my life." He told me.
"But she was worth it." He confessed drunk.
"Who?" I asked.
"Gwen. She was the girl who made me question my love for Courtney. We had a relationship behide Courtney's back for a year, before she found out." He told me with a drunk grin. I frowned, Courtney would kill him if she found out about this.
"Why didn't you just break up with her?" I asked a little angry.
"Because she gave me something that no other girl could give me. While Gwen gave me stuff she couldn't give me." He told me closing his eyes.
"That selfish." I blurted, he turned his head toward me.
"True as that may be, I don't regret a thing." He smirked.
"You don't regret losing Courtney?" I asked annoyed.
"C'est la vie." He replied with a shrug.
"Dude. Really?"
"If I regret anything, it's that I'm not tabbing that ass tonight." Duncan yelled obviously drunk.
"Dude don't act like you wouldn't tap that fine piece of ass." Duncan yelled getting up.
"Dude sit down."
"Man I could remember perfectly that last time we fuck." Duncan said biting his lip and thrusting his hips.
"God." I sighed drinking my frustrations away.
"I miss Courtney." Duncan said walking down the stairs onto the dance floor.
"How the hell do you go from relaxed to drunk as hell?" I asked myself following Duncan on the dance floor. I know he's not my friend, and he hurt my best friend. But I can't just leave him running around drunk and reckless. It's against my good nature.
"Dude! Duncan." I called after him.
"I need to talk to Courtney?" He yelled pushing through the people.
"I'll take you to her." I told him. He looked at me.
"Well lets go." He said walking outside.
"Fuck." I said following him.
Courtney's POV
I didn't know why but I was having the strangest craving for bananas and peanut butter. Heather was sleeping, and I didn't feel like bothering the maids so I went to make a peanut butter and banana sandwich myself. While I was in the kitchen I could get Duncan out of my mind. I don't know why it bothers me so much to see him. I see rapist and murders every other day. But when I see him, I feel like I need to go hide under a shell.
I'm such a coward. I thought to myself taking a bit of my sandwich.
"What am I thinking? I'm no Coward." I said taking another bit of my sandwich.
"I'm Courtney Rene Delmont. And Duncan is a dickward. If anything, he should be running from me." I conclude nodding my head with pride. I started walking to my room, smiling at the thought of Duncan actually running from me. Once I finished my sandwich I got in my bed and started to fall asleep.
I yawned as I stretched out my arms and legs. I sat up slowly rubbing my eyes, and felt something in my bed move. I looked over to the other side of my bed and almost fell out my bed from seeing a head of black hair. The head turned over with a groan. I sighed. It was just Trent. I looked over at him.
Wait... Why is Trent in my bed?
I pushed Trent's shoulder gently, and he slowly opens his green eyes. His eyes were beautiful, like a gem. He was just staring at me, I almost forgot what I was going to ask him. Almost.
"Why are you in my bed?" I asked him. Trent shut his eyes.
"Shh.. my head is killing me." He said holding his head. I looked down at him and placed my hand on gently on his.
"I'll get you some pain killers." I said, before crawling out of and walking to my bathroom. I rummaged through my mirror and found some pain killers. I walked back into my room and threw the pills on the bed.
"I'll get you some water." I said walking out of the room into the kitchen. It must've been early, since the maids weren't in the kitchen cooking Heather's breakfast. Heck, I knew it was early because the sun was just coming up. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge. Then I heard a loud crash from downstairs.
"Trent?" I called out; the only reply I got was a groan. I set the bottle on the counter and walked downstairs to where the crash and groan came from. I walked downstairs and heard more groaning. It was coming from Trent's room.
"Trent are you okay?" I asked as I opened the door. The room was empty, but there was noise coming from the bathroom. I walked inside the room and took a peak in the bathroom, and saw Trent head inside the toilet why he was throwing up. I rushed to his side and started to rub circles on his back.
"Come on. Get it all out of your system." I cooed softly. Trent continued to throw up, groaning in the process. When he was finally lifted his head for the toilet and looked at me with a sloppy smirk. I grabbed my head in confusion. I must be dreaming because the guy sitting in front of me was far from Trent.
It was Duncan.
Author's Note
Short and a long wait. *Hides now while you guys yell angrily at me through your computer.* Lol Sorry guys! I just been so busy. School & work. I hardly have any me time. But the next chapter will be longer. I promise. I just wanted to update this now.
Well Yeah Duncan got drunk FAST. And if you don't believe that you can go from relaxed to drunk as hell in a matter of minutes I will tell you… it happens. My friend went from talking to me about the guy she was to shy to talk to, to trying to kiss up on him while he was talking to another girl. Smh. Don't get wasted ever my fellow readers. That is my advice to you. If you get drunk that's okay.
Just not Wasted.