DW: Hey everyone!
Death Note was updated last week, and it was an epic chapter if I do say so myself ;)
And my plan is after DN is completed to pick back up on Disappearance into Darkness because I really like to write that one.
Okay enough jibber jabber, on to the story!
Disclamer: I don't own any characters made my Teletoon.
Courtney had decided to drive over to Duncan's apartment and give him a piece of her mind! She was still paying him for work that wasn't being done. As Courtney had exited the elevator, a woman ran right into her.
The girl had been on the phone and not looking as to who she was stepping into. Courtney didn't get a good look at her face but caught the back of dark blue streaked hair. Courtney decided agaisnt giving that person a piece of her mind and kept focus on her initial task at hand.
Finding Duncan's apartment.
1289 F was where she pounded on the door and stood, hands on hips and waited for an answer. When no one answered the door after one minute, she pounded and kicked the door and shouted, "Duncan! Open this door this instance!"
A neighbor woman opened her door and poked her head out. Courtney caught glimpse of the woman and rolled her eyes, "Mind your business please."
Courtney turned back to the door and instead of pounding on the wooden door she found herself pounding into a hard chest. She looked up right into icy blue eyes.
Duncan smirked, "I usually don't expect my booty calls until after midnight."
Courtney snorted, "What took you so long to answer the door!"
Duncan grinned, "I was just lounging around in the nude. Had to put some clothes on, or else give the neighbors something to talk about".
"Come on in princess," Duncan stood aside to let her in and couldn't help himself by catching a quick glance at her ass. Courtney looked around the small apartment. It was a little more than what she expected to find. Duncan noticed her observing every nook and cranny and said, "What? were expecting a dead body in the corner or something?"
Courtney smirked and replied, "More or less. But, it's actually nice".
The living space had been decorated with different paintings on the wall. There was small sectional in the corner that sat in front of a large screen TV that was hung on the wall. An assortment of video games and DVDs were piled under the TV.
"Nice paintings," she complimented.
Duncan chuckled, "Yeah, those belong to Gwen. She's an artist at the museum downtown." Duncan motioned his hand over to the couch, "Make yourself at home." Courtney was a little aside herself about sitting in his place, after all it was Duncan. Sweaty, piggy, Duncan. However, she could see from how the place looked, his girlfriend took great care of the place.
Courtney sat down on the sofa and crossed her legs in a professional manner. Duncan stepped into the small kitchen that separated the rooms by an island. "Can I interest you in a beer or water, princess?"
Courtney shook her head, "No thank you, I'm fine."
Duncan shrugged and took a beer out for himself. He joined Courtney on the sofa and leaned back. Opening the bottle he took a sip and asked, "So what do I owe this little visit to?"
"How about the fact that you haven't been working on my yard in two weeks!"
Duncan looked confused, "You told me and my crew to take a break, ya know after that whole thing you had in the woods." Courtney shook her head at the painful memory, "I don't remember saying that."
Duncan sighed and pulled out his cell phone. Searching through for the message, he played Courtney's last message to him.
"Hey Duncan, it's Courtney" a sullen voice spoke through the phone. "I'm sorry for running out on your like that, it's just that I need a little time to work some things out. So how about you and your crew take a break from the yard for a while, and I'll let you know when you can pick back up. Okay? Bye..."
Duncan closed his phone and took another sip of his beer. Courtney hated the smug look he wore on his face right now. More than anything Courtney hated to be wrong but she honestly didn't remember. Now she felt stupid for causing a whole big scene.
Duncan saw this one her face and moved a little closer. He laid his hand on hers and said, "Hey, no sweat Courtney. We can pick back up Monday, how does that sound?"
"Fine" she said through clenched teeth. She always clenched her teeth to keep from crying. Inhaling deeply, the feeling went away. Courtney stood up brushed off her pants, "Well, I'm sorry to have bothered you like this. Guess I'll get going."
She turned to make her way to the door but Duncan grabbed her by the arm. "Are you sure you have to go? I wasn't doing much."
"No, thanks, but I have a lot of files to get through. Yours too."
"Well why don't you interview me about the story!" Duncan was pulling at straws to get her to stay. Courtney shook her head and pulled her arm from Duncan's grasp. She ran out the door and took the stairs instead of waiting on the elevator.
"Courtney!" Duncan called after her, but she was already gone.
He didn't know why he wanted her to stay. Was it because he had been so worried about her since her small episode in the woods. He didn't tell her that he had replayed that message over and over just to hear the sound of her voice. After a few more minutes of looking down the stairway, he went back inside to wait for his girlfriend.
The following Tuesday was Courtney's appointment with her psychologist, Dr. Linda. Courtney arrived promptly ten minutes early and waited in the lobby until 's other appointment was finished. No one except for Bridgette and her two older siblings knew Courtney went to therapy.
After the whole ordeal with her family, the older siblings went. Hillary and Mitch hadn't been affected as badly as Courtney. She would wake up most nights from a horrible nightmare in a cold sweat. Not to mention, ever since Duncan had entered into her life, old memories were coming back to her more frequently.
Courtney was so busy thinking to herself, that the receptionist had to literally pinch her arm to get her attention. Courtney screamed out, "Ahh!"
The older woman laughed, "I've been calling your name for about a minute. Welcome back, Courtney." The woman smiled as if it was a good thing to be back in a psychologist office. Courtney grabbed her purse and followed the woman down the hall and into Dr. Linda's private office.
It was just as Courtney remembered it. The office was quite large, with Dr. Linda's desk off to the side. Plenty of books from a wide arrange of topics, decorated the walls. There were two long windows where both couches and chairs sat. Some of her patients said they preferred to look outside when they talked.
In the back, Dr. Linda had built a small kitchen and at times she would prepare calming tea for her patients. Courtney had noticed a long time ago that Dr. Linda kept all pointy or sharp objects out of sight in the room. Not even a pencil would be found lying around. Dr. Linda took all her notes by voice recording.
Dr. Linda appeared then, from her small kitchen. Dr. Linda was a middle aged, African american woman. She usually wore her curly in a high bun and her square glasses at the tip of her nose. She carried over a small tea pot and two empty cups. "Courtney!" she greeted her with a small. Dr. Linda poured a hot steamy cup of Earl Grey tea, she remembered Courtney's favorite. Waving her hand to the adjacent empty chair, she offered her to sit.
Courtney took the cup in hand and sipped her tea, like her Mother had drilled into her, like a lady. Dr. Linda pulled out her new recorder and set it down on the coffee table. Crossing her legs she waited her patiently for Courtney to begin.
Taking one more sip she began, "I didn't think I would ever be back."
"There is nothing wrong with coming in for a check up."
Courtney chuckled to herself, "This isn't just for a check up."
"Then what is it for?"
Courtney inhaled deeply, "Their coming back, Dr. Linda. The memories."
"Memories cannot be erased Courtney."
"I know that!" Courtney snapped suddenly. "I just thought I had pushed them so far off in my mind, that they wouldn't come back."
"When did they start?"
Courtney shook her head, "I don't know. A few months ago."
"Something must have triggered it, think about it for a second."
Courtney sighed and took a minute and thought about the last few months. Nothing was really different. "Nothing comes to mind. I haven't been dating. My younger sisters have been stressing me out lately. They might have to come and live with me."
Dr. Linda frowned, "They aren't doing well at boarding school?"
"Academically yes, socially no. They get into fights all the time and disobey the rules. I just don't understand why!"
"Perhaps it's a way for them to get attention. Teenagers feel as though no one is paying them any attention."
"I am! I give them more attention than my parents ever would have! They just don't understand how hard it is trying to get them in my custody. It's not like Hillary wants to be bothered with them or that Mitch is capable of taking care of them."
"How is Mitch?"
Courtney chuckled at the thought of her brother, "I visited him about two months ago. He's doing much better, hopefully he can be released from rehab soon."
"That would be lovely. Courtney, um we seem to be getting off topic about why you're here."
Courtney sucked in her breath, nothing got by Dr. Linda. "Honestly nothing has changed!"
"Are you sure? Maybe you met someone new?"
"Well, there is one person. But, it couldn't possibly be him."
"Who is he?" pried.
"My landscaper, Duncan. You see, I thought it would be a good idea to have my yard landscaped."
"Is the relationship beyond business? Do you date?"
Courtney grimaced at the thought. "No! he's a complete ass! Excuse my french. He's annoying and is always doing and saying sexual things to me even though he has a girlfriend. He calls me princess! He is a vile and disgusting human being!"
Dr. Linda raised an eyebrow, "Are you finished?"
Courtney gazed down in her lap. "No. He is..." he voice trailed off.
"He is what?"
She let out a light laugh, "Intriguing. It's like he pushes my buttons and makes me so mad, that...I like it."
"But he has a girlfriend..." Dr. Linda said, checking the time.
Courtney sighed, "Yeah, I know..."
turned off the recorder and checked the time. "Seems our time is up. Would you like to schedule another appointment?" Both women rose from their seats and starting to walk to the door.
"Hillary's getting married,you know." Courtney completely ignored her question.
Dr. Linda smiled and removed her glasses, "Oh how lovely! Have you met the fiance?"
"I will on Thursday, when I go bridal dress shopping with Hillary and..my mother."
Before Courtney left out the door she turned to Dr. Linda and said,
"Let's make that appointment for next Tuesday, God know I'm going to need it after Thursday."
DW: I felt like this was just another filler chapter and I'm sorry for that but you need fillers to get to the big stuff! have no fear!
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