Courtney had sat down on the cold bathroom tile and clutched her beanie to her chest. She was crying her soul out and did not want to remember all the things that Duncan had done with and to her. She missed him, but she didn't want to. It would hurt more if they broke everything off again.

"I'm sorry." She whispered between sobs.

She had taken advantage of Duncan's love for her and turned it into something it wasn't. She realised why he was so tired of her. But she didn't realise that he did not stop loving her throughout all the shit she did to him. But everyone has their limits.

"I'm sorry."

He finally reached that limit.


"Fucking fuck fuck fuck." Duncan muttered to himself as he crossed his arms over his chest. He regretted going out to walk in this weather in pajama pants and a hoodie.

He sat down on a bus bench and closed his eyes. Duncan doesn't know what came over him. One minute he was admiring the woman in front of him and then he's yelling at the top of his lungs at her.

He missed her. More than he could ever imagine. He wished he did better. He wished that it would've worked out.

He wished she wasn't so goddamn frustrating. Duncan wished for so much, and one of those wishes was to be with her.

No matter how many groupies he slept with, how many bar dates he went on, or how many girls he contacted, Courtney always came up in his head.

- flashback -

"Duncan, hurry up!" Courtney laughed during her words and she yanked at his arm.

"I'm comin', hold your horses." He shook his head and she giggled as they came to a stop. She laughed harder and Duncan raised an eyebrow.

"Are you on something?" He laughed and she shook her head trying to contain her giggles.

Courtney had led him to the edge of the pier and motioned him to sit down. Today is the day that someone on the Killer Bass is getting eliminated. They knew for a fact that Harold was out of here.

She sat down next to the green haired boy and wrapped her arms around his bicep.

"Can I ask you something?" She whispered as the waves of the lake cascaded over the littered beach.

Duncan hummed and rested his head on hers.

"Am I really an uptight bitch?" She looks down at her flailing legs and Duncan scoffs.

"Yeah." He replies unemotionally.

Courtney sighs and shakes her head, "I mean, I don't try to be."

"Exactly. That's why I like you. You stand up for yourself and don't take anyone's shit." He pecks her forehead and a smile forms on Courtney's face.

"You're still not my type." She giggles once more.

"I can work with that." Duncan hugs her waist tightly until it was time for the elimination ceremony.

- flashback over -


"I don't know what to do, Bridge." Courtney whispers through the phone and she takes a deep breath.

"Wow. That's a lot of catching up." Bridgette, her old friend, comments on the situation.

Courtney laughs, "I wish all we did was 'catch up'."

"I mean, I get it. Court, you gotta look at things from his point of view too. From the way things look, he's done nothing but care about you."

"He cheated on m—"

"But did he ever tell you why? Don't you remember, Courtney? He cheated on you because you wanted to change him. I'm not saying that was the right thing to do, but the kid was afraid of you." Bridgette interrupts.

Courtney stays quiet and twirls a piece of her hair.

"Now I think it's time you said that you were sorry. All you guys need is closure." Her friend says cooly.

The brunette cringes and rubs her forehead, "You're right. Again."

"I know I am. Take care of yourself, Courtney."

"You too, thanks Bridge."

She hangs up.

It has been an hour since Duncan left and Courtney has been getting bored of sitting on his couch. She wipes her under eyes with and unzips her boots and jacket. Quickly taking both off, she goes to Duncan's room to see if he had any movies she could distract herself with.

Her feet patter on the cold tile as she runs to the room. The DVDs were still at the same spot she remembered they were. Scanning through the disks, she finds one and runs back to the living room. After placing the DVD in the player, she wraps a fleece blanket that she found on the couch over herself and she lays on her side.

Halfway through the movie, she hears the doorknob wiggle and she squirms to see who is coming in. She tries to contain her smile when she sees that it's Duncan with his cheeks and nose all red from the weather.

He walks into the living room to see everything Courtney has done, and he just grins.

"Making yourself at home?"

"Yes." She mumbles.

"Can we talk?"

"I was just about to ask," Courtney lowers the volume on the TV and she pats the seat next to her on the couch.

Duncan walks over and slowly sits down.

"So how was your walk?"

"Cold as fuck." Duncan laughs when she swats his chest for using that kind of language.

"You haven't changed a bit," She sarcastically adds.

"I could say the same for you too, Princess." Duncan winks which makes the brunette slightly blush.

"And what's that supposed to mean?" She rolls her eyes.

"Well," He sighs and crosses his arms, "You're still pushy, you don't like to say you're wrong, and, hey, you're still hot as hell."

Courtney groaned, "Neanderthal."

"Prude." Duncan smirked.

She shot him a glare but she knew it was true. Sure, they had a few times, but nothing else. All she did was kiss Scott, and her ex boyfriend was always too busy to be intimate often.

"Hey, remember when we had to pretend to hate each other during Action?" Duncan nudged her arm and she scoffed.

"That was pretending?" She grinned and he just sarcastically laughed.

"Ha ha ha. Very funny," He untied his shoes and kicked them off across the living room carpet.

"We didn't do a very good job of pretending."

"No, we did not."

The only reason they didn't actually get together earlier was because they thought the drama was good for the show. It was all just a game to them, but once the fighting started to hurt each other, they decided to finally come out and be a thing.

"So, why did you come all the way here?" Duncan says unemotionally once again.

Courtney sighs and blankly stares at the ceiling.

"Look, you and I both know that not many people like me. You were one of those people for quite a bit."

Duncan just nods. He knows it's true.

"Well, recently at work, you know the law firm where I got that internship in high school? Yeah, I work there," She clears her throat, "there was a rumor going around that Chris was gonna bring us back for another season and everyone kept asking me for the answers. They're stupid though, our contract with Total Drama ended years ago." Courtney rambles and Duncan motions her to keep talking.

"Right, so it's been a few weeks of this nonsense, and all of a sudden there's paparazzi outside my window. I tried to ignore them but they kept yelling at me to look at them, so I walked outside the back door to try and lose them. They were literally," Courtney pauses for emphasis, "everywhere."

"I tried walking to my car and they kept asking me about the rumors. Then..." She stopped talking.

"Yeah?" Duncan ran his fingers through his jet black hair. He sometimes missed his familiar green Mohawk.

"They brought up...you." She swallowed and looked at the floor.

"What did they say?" Duncan's eyes widened.

"I don't know, I don't remember much. But I do remember when they said 'Duncan said he still loves you, what do you think of that?'" She shakes her head and hurt fully chuckles.

"Who asks that after so many years?" Courtney's eyes water and she quickly wipes at them before Duncan notices.

At this point, he just stayed quiet. Now, that question was stuck in his head.

"You were the first person I could think of that would ever understand how I felt. Bridgette is one of the closest friends I have, but her life is always rainbows and sunshine. Everybody loves her. Then there's Courtney, the one everyone hates."

Duncan gets up from his seat on the couch and goes to his room. Courtney patiently watches where this is going, and she's surprised to see him coming back with a disk in his hand.

"Watch this." He instructs with a serious face.


A/N: Hey guys, I'm sorry for skipping a day to update! So, I don't want to sound selfish, but I've noticed that I don't get many reviews on the chapters. To let you know, your reviews motivate me to write more, AND they let me know what you would like to see in the fanfic and/or have constructive criticism. So please, just leave me a little comment and I promise I'll be updating to my hearts content! :) I love you all thank you so much for reading!

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