Note - I reached 50 reviews guys so thanks a lot! There will be two more chapters after this one.
For the person that asked about the timeline of the story it goes like this
Monday night - they camped in the woods
Tuesday night - the boys had their party
Wednesday night - Courtney and Duncan were locked in the fish cabin
Thursday night - talent show
and they leave the island Friday morning :)
Hope you enjoy this chapter!
Chapter Fifteen – Someone Like Me
It seems Chris had worried about nothing, as it's midnight now and it still hasn't rained, although BoneyIsland seems to be getting soaked and the rumble of thunder can be heard periodically.
Courtney finds herself unable to sleep yet again, but is comforted by the thought that this is the last night she'll have to spend on this god forsaken island. She sits on the end of her bed, still completely dressed, and stares out the window, watching the lightning. A sheet of lightning cracks across the sky and in the second that it's light she sees a boy with a mohawk walking out of his cabin and towards the fire pit.
Courtney immediately goes to stand up and follow him, then curses herself for being so pathetic. It's bad enough she admitted to Bridgette that she's in love with him, she doesn't need to be following him around like some idiotic puppy that doesn't realise when it's not wanted.
She hears Bridgette's voice in her head, bang him and forget about it or tell him how you really feel. Five minutes later she still hasn't decided which she is going to do, but she puts her shoes on and slips silently out the front door of the cabin, heading in the direction she'd seen Duncan go. She approaches the camp fire noiselessly. Duncan is crouching beside it, clearly having just lit it as there is a small flame flickering away. Courtney watches him for a moment, wondering if she should go back to the cabin and leave him alone. Instead of doing this she walks a little closer, her arms crossed over her stomach, trying to calm the butterflies that always seem to appear when he's around lately.
"Don't you know it's going to rain?" she says. Duncan looks around from the fire and smirks when he sees her standing there. He stands up to face her and she walks over to him.
"I just had the urge to set something on fire," Duncan tells her.
"The camp fire, that's very tame of you. I would have expected you to set your cabin on fire or something," Courtney says.
"Well, that wouldn't have been very safe. There are people sleeping in there, don't you know fire is dangerous?" Duncan replies. Courtney smiles.
"I thought Ms. O'Halloran took your lighter?" she remembers.
"I stole it back," Duncan grins. "What are you doing out here?"
"I…" Courtney starts. What am I doing out here? "I couldn't sleep," she finishes lamely. She starts fiddling with the bracelet on her wrist, feeling anxious. Why does he make me feel so nervous? It doesn't make sense, he's already touched me everywhere there is to be touched. That thought doesn't comfort her however; in fact it has the opposite effect, making her knees feel a little weak.
"Me either," Duncan says in response to her comment.
"Duncan… about last night… I…" Courtney stammers.
"You regret it?" Duncan guesses.
"No! I don't. It was… nice," Courtney says.
"Just nice?" Duncan raises his eyebrows at her.
"Don't make me say anything better about you," Courtney replies, rolling her eyes. Duncan grins and they're silent for a moment. Courtney starts fiddling with her bracelet again, wondering if she should just go back to her cabin and forget this whole thing.
"So, you like the bracelet, huh?" Duncan comments.
"Uh… yeah," Courtney responds. "Wait, do you know who made it?"
"Yeah," Duncan says. Why did I mention it? he berates himself.
"Aren't you going to tell me?" Courtney waits expectantly for an answer.
"I don't think he'd want me to tell you…" Duncan says slowly. Courtney immediately realises what he means.
"You made it?" she asks incredulously. He nods sharply. "Why?" Courtney wonders.
"I got you as my random act of kindness, I had to do something," Duncan shrugs nonchalantly.
"All Sierra did was tell Tyler he had a nice headband. You didn't have to make me something," Courtney points out. Duncan shrugs again, feeling a little embarrassed.
"It's no big deal," he says.
"It is a big deal to me," Courtney says quietly. This is it, she thinks, this is where you tell him you're in love with him. "Duncan…" she starts. She really is about to tell him, but it's at that moment the heavens decide to open and rain starts to bucket down on them. Courtney's words die in her throat and she gasps as the water hits her body. Duncan grins and grabs her hand.
"Come on," he says, and runs towards the closest building, taking Courtney with him. By the time they reach the dining hall they are practically soaking wet anyway, since the rain is so heavy. They stand in the doorway, their shoulders a centimetre apart, and watch the rain pour down. Duncan sneaks a glance at her, resisting the urge to grab her and kiss her. She followed me out to the campfire, surely she likes me a little? he thinks.
Courtney looks up to find him staring at her.
"What?" she asks, wondering if she looks like a drowned rat.
"Nothing," Duncan shakes his head. "Were you going to say something before?"
"Um…" Courtney starts, but the moment has passed and she's lost her nerve. "No." She leaves the doorway and wanders further into the dining hall. "What did you mean when you said I was in total control of the situation?" she asks finally, turning to face him. Duncan looks uncertain for a moment, as if maybe he isn't quite sure himself what he meant.
"Don't you know?" he eventually says, a little crack in his voice. Courtney shakes her head and eyes him with trepidation. He sighs and looks away from her.
"Are you alright?" Courtney asks, concerned.
"Definitely not," Duncan responds. Courtney is even more confused by this response, and she wonders what in the world is wrong with him. He looks back at her with a pained expression.
"What is it?" Courtney demands.
"I guess… I may as well tell you. Since we're going back to school tomorrow and you'll most likely never talk to me again. What I meant when I said that was… I guess it was my own personal way of saying… ugh," Duncan groans, trying to get the words out. "I'm whipped, okay? I'm totally under your spell. I'll do whatever you want me to, even leave you alone for good even though I really don't want to do that, but I know you can do way better than some good for nothing punk who's going nowhere in life…" he's rambling now, and with every word he hates himself a little more but he can't seem to stop. "Damn. I'm an idiot." He finally finishes. Courtney stares at him, trying to process what he's just told her.
"No, you're not an idiot," she says quietly.
"Oh yeah? I'm pretty sure if I was smart I would have known not to fall for someone like you," Duncan says bitterly.
"Duncan…" Courtney interrupts.
"Don't worry, you don't have to say anything. I may be an idiot but I'm not completely stupid, I know you'd never want to be seen with someone like me," Duncan continues.
"Duncan," Courtney tries again.
"But I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone about this,"
"Duncan, will you shut up for god's sake!" Courtney yells and Duncan finally stops talking. "I'm in love with you, you complete fool," she admits. Duncan stares at her, open mouthed.
"You are?" he chokes out. Courtney nods. They stand completely still for a second, looking at each other, wondering if maybe this whole thing is a dream.
They reach for each other at the same moment, pulling each other close, their lips colliding. Courtney's arms wrap around Duncan's neck and her legs around his waist as his arms circle around her, securing her completely. They stay that way for a couple of minutes, clinging desperately to each other as their mouths devour each other hungrily.
Soon Duncan moves one of his arms from around Courtney's waist to swiftly glide up her dress and unclip her bra. He takes a couple of steps forward and sits her on the Gophers' dining table, stripping her of her dress and bra in the process. The condom Bridgette gave Courtney falls to the floor and Duncan bends to pick it up. Duncan raises an eyebrow at her.
"Where'd you get this?" he asks.
"Bridgette." Courtney answers, pulling Duncan's shirt over his head and running her tongue over his chest before pulling his head back down to her mouth to continue kissing him.
Duncan shoves the condom in his pocket and then brings one of his hands to one of her breasts and gives it a light squeeze before gently teasing her nipple, making her let out a high pitched whimper. The sound of her voice just turns him on more and as he moves his hand to play with her other nipple, his other hand gently caresses her over her panties. She moves against his hand, causing him to press harder.
Duncan drops to his knees abruptly, kissing her thighs, slowly making his way higher and higher while Courtney runs her fingers through his hair. When he reaches the top of her thighs he runs his tongue along the outside of her underwear before hooking his thumbs in the sides and pulling them to the floor. Courtney lies back on the table as he flicks her clit with his tongue. She moans as he sucks on her clit and gasps when his tongue finds its way inside her, arching towards him involuntarily.
He stops the exploration with his tongue as she builds to a climax, leaving her wanting more. She whines but he just laughs, kissing her on the nose. He leaves her only to take of his pants and boxers and put the condom on. Courtney sits up and watches him, her eyes widening as she realises what this means.
"Are you okay?" Duncan asks. Courtney responds by kissing him fiercely. Duncan pushes her back down on the table and hoists himself on top of her. He hovers above her, just looking at her for a moment. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asks. Courtney nods and he lowers his mouth to hers once again. He pulls her legs around him, inserting just the tip of his penis into her, teasing her. She digs her nails into his back in anticipation.
"Oh god, just do it already!" she cries. Duncan wastes no more time, plunging into her with such force Courtney fears she might break. She doesn't of course and she finds herself experiencing a pleasure like nothing before. Both of them are quite vocal as they reach their climax together, crying out euphorically as they orgasm.
Duncan rolls onto his back when there are done, lying down beside Courtney on the table.
"Fuck," he pants. Courtney suddenly feels weirdly self conscious.
"Was it… okay?" she asks. She doesn't know if she could stand it if she had been terrible. Duncan props himself up on his elbow and looks at her seriously.
"Okay? Princess, that had to be the best sex I've ever had. I've been wanting to do that for months now, and you did not disappoint," he grins. He leans down and kisses her gently. Courtney smiles.
"It's Courtney," she says.
"What?" Duncan asks, bewildered.
"Will you call me Courtney? I like it when you say my name. Or Court," she explains. Duncan gives her a look of surprise but nods.
"Okay, Courtney," he smiles.