"So what's wrong?" Duncan cleared his throat.

Courtney squeezed her eyes shut and then looked down at her fingernails, starting to pick at them.

"I dunno, it's a stupid thing." She sniffed and shook her head.

Duncan scooted closer to her, but not too close.

"You can tell me ya know. You've always known this." He muttered and Courtney looked up at his teal eyes.

She took a deep breath and sat up straight, "Scott came back."

Duncan's face turned white and his eyebrows furrowed. This pissed him off.

Scott was an asshole that Courtney dated during high school. After Total Drama Island, Duncan and Courtney still had contact with each other, even if it wasn't physical contact. They texted each other almost every day, but had to resist the tempting thought of actually being something together.

Scott had played her over and over and Duncan was done with it. He kept pressuring Courtney to break up with him, but she didn't know how. Until the day she found him snorting cocaine with his friends behind the library, that's when she cut everything off with him. She couldn't stand the thought of her boyfriend being addicted to anything except weed.

Duncan thanked the heavens and now Courtney had been talking to him more often. Once Total Drama Action came, everything went downhill somehow. He thought it was because she wasn't on the show in the beginning and she saw everything that happened at a different perspective. Until the end of the show, they finally thought they would be happy together. But then, there was World Tour.

They had both graduated and lost complete contact with each other. Courtney blocked Duncan on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.

"Good riddance." He thought to himself as he was with his new girlfriend, Gwen. But the memories soon began to flood back.

"What?" Duncan sat there wide eyed.

"Ugh, I know." She covered her eyes with her small hands and groaned.

"You're not giving into his bullshit, right?"

Courtney stayed silent and stared at the ceiling.

"I don't kn—" She started but Duncan interrupted.

"Courtney, are you fucking serious right now?" His voice began to raise.

"Over and over, you would tell me how much you hated being with him, and now you're considering this?" He scoffed and stood up to go to the kitchen, "Pathetic."

Courtney sat there in horror with her mouth gaped open until she abruptly stood up and followed him.

"Oh, I'm pathetic? Here's to the person who hated the thought of me being with someone and always trying to sabotage it!" She yelled as he stirred the potatoes of his TV dinner.

"Me? Hating your boyfriends? That's fucking hilarious, Court. Really." He angrily scoffed and threw a fork into the sink.

"All I wanted to do was protect you because you always went after the guys who don't give a damn about you or your well being!" Duncan was yelling now.

"Like you?" Courtney retaliated.

He stared at her and shook his head. Duncan was the only one who ever cared about her. He was always there in the middle of the night when she needed to talk to somebody on the phone while she was crying. He was always there when she needed someone next to her when she was lonely. How could she think he didn't give a shit about her?

"Wow. You're honestly the most forgetful person I know. So much for being a CIT." Duncan walked past her. He grabbed his coat and Courtney watched him storm out of his apartment and she instantly felt horrible.

"Oh my god." She mumbled as she rubbed her temples. She was trying to fight the urge to cry and she went to Duncan's bathroom to try and find an aspirin for her developing head ache.

She opened the mirror above the sink and scanned for the heavenly Advil bottle. Courtney froze when she saw a familiar mark in the inside of the mirror.

There was a fading sharpie mark that read "Courtney" with a heart next to it. She remembered writing that while she was waiting for Duncan to get out of the shower.

He had been emancipated since he was 17, so he had lived in this apartment for a long time now. Courtney was surprised to see that he never tried to wipe off the lettering.

Now, she was crying.


A/N: Please review and tell me what you think! :) Thanks for reading!

-PT