Chapter 8

Courtney POV

"Hey Princess." Duncan said looking at me with his signature smirk.

"This isn't real. You are not in Heather's apartment. This is definitely a dream." I said getting up off the floor. Duncan also got up.

"If this was a dream, could I do this?" He said walking closer to me smashing his lips on mine. (1) For a moment in time, nothing in the world mattered. It was like being back in high school when everything we did was carefree. Duncan wrapped his arm around me and pulled me closer, that when I realized that this was crazy! I pushed Duncan off me.

"What the fuck! You just threw up and then you kissed me. That's nasty!" I yelled at him. He just shrugged.

"You act like you never done that before." He retorted.

"Umm.. I HAVEN"T!" I yelled. I placed my fingers on my temple and started to rub them.

"Wake up. Wake up. Wake up." I repeated over and over again. I could hear Duncan laugh at me so I glared at him.

"I hate to break it to you Toots. But this isn't a dream." He told me. At that moment Trent ran into the bathroom, only wearing his boxers.

"Courtney!" he yelled. "You weren't supposed to come down here." I looked at Trent then at Duncan.

"So this isn't a dream." I said slowly. "That mean I just…" I looked over at Duncan who was smirking at me. My stomach immediately started to feel uneasy as thought of the puke kiss I just had with the man I despised. I ran to the toilet and starting throwing up everything that was in my stomach.

"It smells horrible down here!" I yelled before throwing up again.

"Heather!" I yelled once I was down throwing up. I looked up and saw Trent and Duncan on my side. I pushed Duncan away from me with one arm. Heather came into the bathroom wearing her satin red robe. She looked at everyone in the bathroom. Then I threw up again.

"What the hell is going on?" She asked sternly. I pointed to Duncan, with my head still in the toilet

"After you guys left, Duncan got wasted and I brought him here. And I guess Courtney found him down here." Trent summarized the whole thing.

"Why did you bring him here exactly?" Heather asked giving Duncan a dirty look.

"I didn't know where he lived. I didn't feel right leaving him out." Trent told her.

"Why is she throwing up?" She asked.

"Duncan kissed me!" I yelled with my head in the toilet. Heather walked inside of the bathroom.

"Okay. You" She pointed at Duncan. "Get your shit and leave. "And you" She pointed at Trent "Clean this place up it stinks." I felt her place her hand on my shoulder.

"Come on. You're coming upstairs to your own room to puke." She pulled me up and we walked out of the bathroom together.

"So you kissed him?" Heather asked as we walked up the stairs. I could feel the vomit work its way back up, but I held it all down

"He kissed me. And don't remind me." I groaned. We walked past the kitchen. The maids were busy with cooking breakfast. I guess I woke everyone up. We walked into my room and Heather closed the door. She re-adjusted her robe and looked at me.

"What?" I asked annoyed with the whole situation.

"Are you okay?" She asked her voice laced with worry. I raised an eyebrow at her.

"I just kissed Duncan. The guy I been trying to avoid my whole trip down here." I stressed. "Yeah Heather I'm okay." I rolled my eyes sarcastically. Heather watched me intently.

"No need to be a smart ass." She crossed her arms annoyed. I looked over at her with a frown.

"I'm sorry. I just- I just have all these feelings and I don't know how to deal with them." I confessed covering my face with my hands. I felt Heather give me a hug.

"I know. Today let just hang out here. Or go to the spa or whatever you want to do. Maybe that would clear your mind." Heather said letting me go.

"A chill day here would be great." I told her.

"Good. Now go shower and brush your teeth. You stink." Heather pushed me towards the bathroom.

"Rude." I retorted. Heather shrugged then opened the door.

"Just keeping it real." She said in a mock gangster tone, and then left the room closing the door. I laughed at her silliness. I walked into the bathroom and striped out of my clothes and got into the shower and started to brush my teeth. I felt dirty. I let Duncan kiss me and touch me. Even if I thought that was a dream I shouldn't have let him touch me. Or Kiss me!

Once I got out the shower I got dress. Since we were just hanging out around the house I decided to wear my legging pants and a hoodie. I tied my damp hair into a bun, and walked out of my room into the kitchen. Heather and the maids were sitting at the table whispering. Once they saw me they all stopped.

"Are we having a house meeting or something?" I joked grabbing a plate of waffles.

"Girl no… just work talk." LaShawna smiled. Lindsay knit her eyebrows.

"Wait what? I thought we were talking about ba- OW!" Lindsay shouted rubbing her leg. I watched as LaShawna quickly apologized.

"We were talking about how lousy the bags of laundry were being taken care of, nothing serious Court." Heather rolled her eyes.

"Whatever." I said as I sat at the table and started to eat my waffles. Halfway through my waffle I felt like it was missing something.

"Where is the meat?" I asked looking at the 3 of them. Heather gave me a weird look.

"You don't like to eat meat with your waffles remember?" She told me.

"What? That's stupid. Meat goes with breakfast." I said getting up and grabbing a package of bacon.

"Do you need help?" Lindsay asked me. I opened the pack and put about 8 pieces of bacon on the frying pan.

"No I think I got it. But thanks." I said putting the pack away. The bacon soon finished cooking and I sat back down and finished my breakfast with all my bacon.

"Mmm… Now that's a breakfast." I said getting up and placing my plate in the sink.

"Are you sure you are okay Court?" Heather asked me again. I looked over at her.

"I'm fine." I told her rolling my eyes.

"Are you eating crazy because of Duncan?" LaShawna asked me. I looked over at her with a scowl.

"No. Why would you say that?" I quipped. Lindsay cupped her face as she stared at me.

"Well you did just eat about 4 waffles and 8 pieces of bacon in less than 30 minutes. That's a lot of calories." Lindsay told me. I looked over at all of them, a bust of anger started to fill my body.

"Are you saying that I'm pigging out because of Duncan?" I shouted outraged.

"Whoa, chill out Courtney. I just asked if you were okay." Heather said standing up. I just looked at them and walked into the living room and turned on the TV.

"I'm fine." I huffed sitting on the couch. I turned to a movie and stared blankly at the screen still fuming. Heather came and sat on the other side of the couch.

"You think I'm acting this way because of Duncan?" I asked still staring at the screen.

"I don't actually. I think it's because of something else." Heather told me; I looked over at her with a raised eyebrow.

"Well?" I asked.

"When was the last time you had your period?" She asked me.

"Why does it matter?" I asked annoyed. Heather narrowed her eyes at me.

"What!" I quipped. She sighed.

"You and Trent had one night in Paris about a month ago and now you're acting out of character." She told me.

"…You think I'm pregnant?" I said quietly. She didn't answer me, she just stared at me, giving me a knowing look.

"You Think I'm… PREGNANT! WITH TRENT!" I yelled standing up.

"Mood swings, food cravings, overly emotional. The only thing left to check is when your last period was." She said calmly from her seat on the couch.

"I can't be pregnant with his baby! I'm the fucking manager of the firm. He has a fucking girlfriend." I told her jumping up in front of the couch.

"Chill. I bought you a test." She told me pointing to the kitchen. I looked in the kitchen and saw a brown paper bag on the counter. I felt so overwhelmed at the moment.

"Where is Trent?" I finally asked thinking of the yelling I was doing earlier.

"He took Duncan home or something." She told me. I looked at her and back at the bag in the kitchen.

"Stop looking like a lost puppy and take the damn thing." She said annoyed. I started to walk into the kitchen and I grabbed the bag. I looked back at Heather. She pointed to the bathroom.

"You really think I'm pregnant?" I huffed.

"Courtney. Just take the test." She told me sternly. I sighed as I walked into the bathroom. I took the test out of the bag.

"+ = positive. – = negative." I mumbled reading the box. I took the actual test out the box, and tried to pee on the stick.

"I don't even have to pee!" I yelled out to whoever could hear me.

"Don't come out until you pee on the damn thing." I heard Heather yell back. I sighed and tried to pee. A couple minutes later I had successfully peed on the stick. I threw the stick in the sink and grabbed the box again.

"Wait 5 minutes" I read aloud. I groaned and threw the box in the trash.

"5 minutes is going to be a lifetime." I said angrily.

'I can't believe they think I'm pregnant. I can't believe there was a chance I could be pregnant with Trent's baby. I can't believe any of this.' I thought to myself. I looked over at the test. Five minutes should be over by now. I grabbed the test and looked at the results.

+ = positive

I dropped the test and started to cry.

"I can't. I can't be pregnant. I can't. I can't!" I yelled over and over again. I heard banging on the door, but I couldn't move. I was frozen in place with the thought of me having a baby. Trent's baby. All I could do was cry.

"How could I be so stupid." Was the last thing I said before I blacked out.

"Courtney wake up." I heard Heather say to me, as she gentle shook my shoulders. I jumped up and fell out of my bed. I looked at heather and started crying. Heather came and started to rub my shoulders.

"Courtney, why are you crying?" She asked me. I looked up at her with my teary eyes.

"Because I'm pregnant!" I told her. She stopped rubbing my back, and looked at me shook.

"What?" She exclaimed.

"I'm pregnant! How could you not know this? You're the one who bought me the fucking test Heather." I cried harder.

"Courtney, I didn't buy you anything. I think you were dreaming." She told me grabbing my shoulder. I tried to stop crying. I whipped my eyes.

"I was dreaming?" I asked, and she nodded her head.

"So Trent didn't sleep in my bed last night?" I asked.

"Nope."

"And Duncan didn't spend the night here last night?"

"Why would he?"

"And I didn't kiss him?"

"At that moment you should have known that was a dream."

"So I'm not pregnant with Trent's baby."

"No. You're not pregnant. It was all a dream. Hell a nightmare at that." Heather said with a light laugh. I looked at her and started to laugh to. I have never felt so relieved.

"You don't know how horrible that dream was. I really thought I was about to have a baby. Thank god that was a dream." I smiled at her.

"I know you're glad. Now get dress we have to go met with Alejandro." She told me as she left my room. I walked into my bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror with a smile.

"I'm so glad I'm not pregnant." I laughed happily to myself before I went to take a shower.

Author's Note

Okay if you are confused… Courtney dreamt the whole thing. The dream begins when she woke up with Trent in her bed. Courtney is NOT pregnant. But yeah… This chapter was fun to write. Can you believe it only took my 2 day? I can't. But yeah… I had fun.

Lmao! I had too! For those of you who are a little confused Duncan and Courtney's first kiss was right after Courtney was throwing up . I was being silly when I wrote this.

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