My vision was blurred and my head was hurting like never before. I tried to moved but I was paralyzed. I tried to remember what happened, but cried out in pain as my head started hurting more.

"Oh good, you're awake." I knew that voice. I had heard it before, but who? I couldn't spot where in the room it had come from, and I couldn't look around and risk of more head injury.

"W-who are you?" I choked.

"You mean you don't know?" The girl answered, and then she let out a chuckle. A chuckle that sounded oddly familiar to...TRENT! That was the last thing I could remember.

"Nothing there." I thought aloud, releasing a tree branch from my grip and watching it swing back into place. I had been searching for a good fifteen minutes. No gold rings to prove for it though. I bet everyone else has already got one. Your so weak, Courtney, I told myself. I dragged my feet along the muddy flooring,but soon it turned to white gravel. I recognized the pathway from when Duncan had taken me up here. I instantly knew where I was. I followed the trail in the direction that we had walked in. I continued to the place where we had come face to face with Trent nd Gwen. I stopped in my tracks as the image of Gwen popped into my head. It wasn't the way she looked the first time we had met, it was the way she had looked after Trent had had his way with her. I shook the thought out of my mind, I had bigger things to focus on. Gwen was in a safe place now.

I continued the journey down the path and soon came across the opening. I taken aback to see Trent sitting there. His head in his hands, tears stained the wood on the bench where he was leaning over. He looked so innocent. SNAP OUT OF IT, COURTNEY! He's guilty, I told myself over and over.

"What are you doing here?" I spat at him, not going too close, but close enough.

"O-Oh, it's you." He looked up at me with tear filled eyes, and then straight back down at the space on the bench. Pathetic.

"I said, what are you doing here? Your family left." I stated.

"No." He shook his head. "No, my family is still here." It was then I realized I had never met his family. Not his mother, not his father, not his sister. Yet, he'd met mine, and on more than one occasion. It was odd that he had never taken me to meet them, it was hardly like he was protecting me.

"You still haven't answered my question!" I hissed.

"Persistent as usual." The dark haired boy chuckled. "I'm here because I have no where to go. I need time to think things over."

"What you need is help you physco!" I yelled, turning round and starting back down the path.

"W-Who are you?" I asked.

"You mean don't know who I am?" The girl sounded shocked, but started laughing again. My head was hurting more and more by the second.

"I know who you are but my head hurts too much to remember right now." I answered truthfully.

"Same old Courtney. Always finds something to complain about." That's when it clicked in my mind.

"You always complain!" The green-eyed girl yelled at me. She took a step backwards and folded her arms crossly Her jet black hair was dangling past her shoulders and she kept shaking her head to get it out of her eyes.

"I do not!" I disagreed.

"Do too!" The girl poked her tongue out at me and I stormed off. I hoped to never see her again, but the following year we had been playing again like the old friends we were.

"Emerald? EMERALD!" I shouted, causing the pain to sky rocket. "Let me go!" I tried to move once again, but still not luck. I glanced down to see thick ropes holding me in place.

"I'm afraid I can't do that, Courtney." Emerald chuckled again. "You tried to get my brother locked up, and I can't have that." I stared confusedly at her. Had she really said her brother?

"Brother?"

"Trent Smith, my brother. You tried to get rid of him, and I won't let you harm him."

"Harm him? HE'S THE ONE WHO HARMED ME!" I screamed. "The pair of you are nut jobs who need more than jail, you need the men in white jackets!" This only made her laugh louder.

"Don't worry, sweetie" She cooed. "You'll be in a better place soon enough."

"B-better place?" I stuttered. "Oh my God, she's going to kill me!"

"No, no. Trent wants to do it." I didn't have to look at the girl to know that she had Trent's twisted smirk on her face. I knew then that the two were alike in every way, from looks to personality. "Don't worry, you won't be alone. You'll have your wonderful boyfriend with you." No. No, they couldn't kill Duncan. "In fact, he's probably waiting for you already." NO! They'd killed him. NO! Not Duncan, not my perfect boyfriend. NO! They couldn't.

Tears ran from my eyes before I could stop them. There was no way Duncan was...was...was dead. Not Duncan Lewis. Not the delinquent who had changed the way I was, not the boy who had showed me what having a real boyfriend was all about. He couldn't, he just couldn't be dead. Not the person I loved. No...

Duncan's P.O.V.

I skidded to halt outside what looked to be a cabin, but it was in a worse condition than the the one the Baker's had been living in when they first arrived. The wood was green with rot, and there was no steps to get to the deck, just a big, gaping hole. There was what looked to be a tool shed just to the side. It was in a just as bad condition, no roof and the door was practically hanging off it's hinges.

I couldn't hear anything, but this had to be the place. I had followed the footsteps Trent had left in the muddy, buzz cut grass. He had to be here, and if he was here so was Courtney.

I walked around around the back and saw Trent leaning against the wall, cigarette lit in his hand. I dropped to the floor and peered up. He took a long drag before exhaling, dropping the stub on the floor and stamping it out. I jumped up onto the deck as he slammed the door behind him.

"YOU!" I heard Courtney shout. Thank God she was alright, for now anyway. I don't know I would do if I lost her, she's my everything now. Now is not the time, Duncan.

I crawled along the floor until I was under the window. I poked my head up and saw Courtney. She was sitting on a chair, ropes holding her in place. Her head was down, but I could see the tear marks. What had they done to her?

"Did you get him?" An eager girl asked, I moved my head to the side and saw Emerald and Trent sitting at a table. What was Emerald doing there? She couldn't be working with Trent, could she? No, no, Emerald isn't that sort of person. She's not a trouble maker like she used to be, is she?

"No, that stupid brother of hers jumped in the way." Trent answered.

"What one?" Emerald asked, not really caring.

"Shayne."

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY BROTHER?" Courtney yelled, still not looking up at them. Trent chuckled his menacing laugh, the annoying noise echoed around the whole place. He got up and casually strolled over to my girlfriend. He grabbed her chin in his hand and forced her face up to him. I saw the pain in her face as he did so. Her eyes were scrunched up and her lips puckered, as if she had tasted something sour.

"Don't you worry about your brother, Princess."

"DON'T CALL ME PRINCESS!" Courtney screeched. "ONLY DUNCAN CAN CALL ME PRINCESS!"

"That's my girl." I whispered to myself.

"You don't have to worry about Duncan either." Trent continued, unphased by her comments.

"W-What did you do to him?" Courtney stuttered because of the tears that were now rolling down her cheeks again.

I shifted my weight from one foot to the other, but as I did a loud squeak from underneath my feet ran out. A loud pair of feet came running to the door, I had enough time to hide, but I chose not to. It was time to save the Princess from the ogre.

The door sung open and I raised my fist ready to punch. Emerald emerged from the door, I was all ready to punch, but I couldn't. I'd grown up with Emerald, hitting her would be like hitting my sister. And it would make me no better than Trent.

"Not going to lay one hand on me, are you, Duncan?" She teased, she knew I wouldn't hit a girl. Not even in circumstances like this.

"Just let Courtney go!" I yelled at her, lowering my clenched and.

"And what if I don't?" Emerald asked, sarcastically caring.

"Put it this was, the cops are on their way."

I blinked my eye open and I stared up at the unrecognizable ceiling. I was lying down with a banging headache. I can barley move. I look down at my body, I'm not tied down. I have to force myself not to cry out.

"Duncan!" I heard Courtney whisper.

"W-what happened?" I asked.

"Shh!" She quietly hissed. "They might hear us. While you were talking with Emerald, Trent came up behind you and used that stuff that knocks you out."

"Stuff that knocks you out? I thought even you'd know the name of it." I joked.

"I do, but my head is killing me and I can't remember squat" She replied.

"Same here." I sat up slowly and saw Trent and Emerald asleep on the two sofa's. It was dark outside, must have been about ten.

This was my chance. I rose off the bed and crept round the back of Courtney's chair. The knot's looked really well done. I tried my luck at untying them, but luck wasn't on my side.

"I'll have to find something to hack through them." I told Courtney.

"O-Okay. Be careful." She said.

"I will." I took a stroll around the cabin, the inside floorboards didn't creak. "I can't find anything." I called back to Courtney.

"Keep looking." She was struggling for breath, but when I looked back it was because she was wriggling around, trying to remove the ropes.

"Princess, I'll have to leave you for a few minutes. I saw a tool shed out back and there might be something in there, is that okay?"

"I-I don't know." She replied, her voice now hoarse and frightened.

"Just scream if they wake up and I'll come running back." I said, she nodded her head and I walked as fast as I could out the door.

I jumped what should have been steps, and ran straight to the smaller building, if you can call it that. I pulled on the door and it came crashing down. I didn't let that stop me for one minute. I pushed it aside and started rummaging around inside the shed. I finally found a pair of large hedge trimmers right at the back.

I sprinted back to the cabin and rolled onto the deck. I quickly got to my feet and went back inside. Trent and Emerald were still unconscious on the couch, and Princess was now sitting still. I walked over to her and she jumped as she heard my footsteps. I swiftly moved a hand over her mouth to stop her from screaming. When he eyes had adjusted to me I removed my hand and went back round to the back of the chair. I lifted the gardening tool and began to cut the ropes. It was harder than It looked, so it took some time.

Eventually the ropes fell of and Courtney could stand up. She fell into my arms, shaking from the whole ordeal. I held her close to me and I could feel the tears starting in my own eyes.

"And exactly where do you two think your going?" Our moment was ruined by Trent. I turned round to the see the two of them standing there, smirking there evil faces off.

"We're getting out of here, and there's nothing you can do to stop us." I didn't move a muscle though.

"Your not going anywhere." Trent took a step forward and I mimicked him. We stared at each other for a brief moment before lunging forward and attacking.

In the distance I could hear sirens, but I didn't stop scrapping. The cops weren't going to stop me this time, this time I was going to get him good and proper.

"Trent!" Emerald cried. "Their coming."

"I Know-AHHH." He screamed as I punched his gut.

"We have to get out of here!" The girl was sounding frantic now.

"Your not going anywhere!" I yelled in the scum bags face. We started rolling around on the wooden floor, still kicking, punching and clawing at each other.

"Duncan!" I heard Courtney scream, but I couldn't look away from the douche long enough to see what was wrong. Then I felt something hard hit me over the back of the head. I shouted out in pain, and then I heard a loud thump. I glanced to the side quick enough to see Courtney and Emerald wrestling beside us before starting back up on Trent.

The four of us continued to fight on the floor until the police came bursting through the door and pulled us all apart. Where the hell had they been all this time?

"Courtney!" I heard Mr. Baker shout, and when I looked he had engulfed his daughter in a tight embrace.

"OW! Courtney screamed. Her father released her and only then did I see how tight the ropes had been on her. She had patterned burns all up her arms and legs.

"OH GOD!" Mr. Baker cried at the sight of his daughter. "What did he do to you?"

"I was just tied up, that's all." Courtney answered. Paramedics came swarming in and led me outside to a ambulance near by. I sat in the back of the van staring at Trent and Emerald being cuffed and shoved into the back of two separate police cars. I laughed to myself at the sight, now they would get what they deserved.

"Duncan!" Courtney yelled, pulling me into a hug as she joined me in the ambulance. "How's your head?" She asked, rubbing the sore part on the back.

"It's o-OW-kay." She pulled me into another hug.

"Thank you." Courtney sobbed. "I really thought you were...you know."

"It's okay." I assured her, wrapping my own arms tightly around her. "I'm fine, we're all fine now."

"No, no we're not. Shayne's in hospital because of that jerk, he might die, Duncan." She cried into my top.

"He'll make it through." I said, but I wasn't entirely sure myself.

A/N: Well, Courtney's safe, Shayne's on his death bed and Trent's where he belongs!

For now anyway...

So, tell me what you think. I know I'm not good with description's and things like that. It's something I have to work on.

I got four reviews where each of you were VERY upset because of Shayne.

Just got one thing to say to .discograpy. Thank you for spotting my plot hole. In my mind she came back, but I forgot to write it down, my memory sucks BIG TIME!

Well...All I can say now is thanks for reading and PLEASE review!

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