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Duncan waited impatiently for Gwen to get back from the store. Surprisingly, Gwen wanted to make dinner for the 2 of the tonight and she left hours earlier to pick up some supplies for dinner that evening. Duncan had a surprise visit from Courtney a few hours ago and he was still thinking about her.
Guy Code was playing loudly, but Duncan seemed oblivious to it all.
Thoughts of Courtney danced through his mind. He could not wait until next week when he can go back to work on her yard. That way he could see her everyday. Some how Duncan felt very...protective over Courtney.
Like he used to with his little sister Zoey.
He wondered if Zoey was still in going through the rehab. He remembered the night when Zoey finally broke down and realized she needed to be better and get help. It was Thanksgiving of last year...
Everyone was gathered around the family table. Duncan sat in between Gwen and his Mother. His Father, Richard, sat at the head of the table. Surrounded on the sides were his older brother Jereme and his wife, Carol. Their bratty son, Max, was kicking Duncan's younger cousins. His Grandmother was trying to police the children while at the same time, his Uncle Larry was trying to catch a glimpse of Carol's cleavage. Larry's wife, Robin, slapped him on the head.
Everyone was chatting and talking. It was Uncle Larry who began to cheer when Duncan's grandfather brought in the turkey. "That is some bird!" Uncle larry said, with a wide smile on his face. The turkey sat in the mist of other bowls of food. Dressings, greenbeans, yams, ham, macaroni, beets, and cresent rolls.
The children eyes grew large and they all licked their mouths.
Duncan's Mother, Kathy, gave the children evil looks. "This is a Catholic house, let us all join hands and bless the food".
Richard nodded and everyone linked hands. He began, "Father, we thank you for the wonderful hands that has prepared this food and uh...let's eat!" His wife shot him a glare and she finished the rest of the prayer. "Not only that but we are thankful for a family such as this one. And we are thankful for everything you have given us. and Father...we ask that you watch over our little Zoey, who is="
*Knock on the door*
Everyone's head shot up at the coincidence. No one moved the knocking continued. Duncan threw his napkin down and went to answer the door. There, in the cold shivering was Zoey. Her lip was bleeding a bit and her eye looked swollen and puffy. She smiled weakly when she saw her brother.
"Zoey!" Duncan said astonished.
"Hey! Big brother! What's happening!?" Zoey was shivering and cold and she hoped her brother would stand down and let her in. "Am I interrupting anything?"
"Ahh! Zoey!" Kathy came rushing to the door. Pushing her son aside, she embraced her youngest and began to cry. Zoey's eyes grew large and she began to feel indifferent. She pushed her Mother aside and said, "Sorry, Mom I know I smell a bit."
"Oh darling, don't worry about that, I'm just happy to see my baby!" Kathy dried her tears a bit and scooped her daughter inside. Zoey was startled at the greeting that awaited her. Everyone got up from the table and hugged her. Zoey had not known that it was Thanksgiving day.
Her stomach growled loudly as she eyed the food. Kathy gasped and took her Zoey's face in her hand, "What happened to your face dear?!" Zoey pulled away and tried to laugh it off, "Oh, I just...just fell down in the shower the other day". Richard stormed over angrily observing his daughter's face, "Fell down huh? Looks like you did more than just fell!"
"Oh Richard!" Kathy waved off her husband but Richard was persistant. "Did that no good "boyfriend" of yours hit you Zoey? Huh?!" He grabbed her arms, "Are you still on meth?!"
"Daddy!" Zoey snatched her arms back.
"Richard!" Kathy glared at him, "Why don't you just sit down and let me take care of OUR daughter!" Richard sneered but he sat back down. Kathy mustered a smile to everyone else, "Looks like our prayers have been answered everyone! Zoey is home! Now, I'm going to go get her cleaned up and everyone dig in! Go on!"
Kathy pulled Zoey down the fall into the small bathroom. Duncan followed them because he was still shocked that his sister had just shown up. Zoey sat on the toilet wringing her hands. Kathy examined her face, "I'll go get the neosporin and some ice for that eye."
Kathy left out and Duncan stood in the doorway awkwardly. Zoey let out a little chuckle and said, "Some timing huh?" Duncan didn't answer.
"Dad is still mad at me..." Zoey sniffled.
"Where have you been Zoey?"
Zoey looked up at Duncan and hunched her shoulders, "Everywhere. Homeless most nights."
"Paul give you that shiner?" He asked, referring to her eye.
Zoey nodded, "I caught him with another woman and I just snapped. I went back to our place and burned all his shit Flushed the drugs down the toliet. He was pretty mad when he came back."
Duncan came and sat on the edge of the tub where he could be face to face with Zoey. Zoey's eyes were weary and sullen. She took her brother's hands and said, "Duncan, I'm tired. I'm ready to get better..I..I" her voice trailed off and she began to cry, loud body rocking sobs. Duncan embraced his little sisters and rubbed her back as she cried.
"We can enroll you first thing Monday morning, Zoey."
She sniffed and whispered into his chest, "I love you".
"I love you too Zoe"
Duncan remembered how Zoey had stayed the weekend and Monday they all went to enroll her in Rehab. However, Zoey checked herself out after a year when she found out she was pregnant. She went to live with her abusive boyfriend and had another baby soon after. She used to call her family and let them now how she was doing, but that was 2 years ago and Duncan hadn't heard anything more since.
It had begun to rain and Duncan watched as the drops slowly rolled down his window.
He had to find his sister.
Gwen laughed as Trent tickled her stomach with his paint brush. Gwen's original intent was to go to Trent's and end their affair, but one thing lead to another and now they laid next to each other. Gwen in only her bra and panties, Trent in his boxers.
Trent was painting when Gwen came over and as they talked Trent had persauded Gwen to be the model for his painting. Gwen at first refused, but gave in and stripped down.
Trent was joking around and squirted a tube of blue paint onto Gwen's face and she got him back by squirting red all into his hair. Soon the room was a mess of colors and Gwen wore blue, red, purple and even pink. They laid next to each other now, sipping wine.
Trent leaned over and kissed Gwen on the cheek. "Are you sure you want to end this?"
Gwen sighed and shook her head, "It's not fair to Duncan."
"Then why don't you break it off with him and be with me?"
She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed, "It's not that easy Trent. I love Duncan, but I love you too".
"But you said, you think he's been messing around with that one of his clients."
"I checked out his messages, nothing more than his usual flirting but nothing is going on between them".
Trent sat up and took Gwen's hands in his. Looking straight into her eyes he said, "Gwen, you drive me absolutely crazy! I've never met someone like you and I probably never will. I love you beyond belief. I want to spend the rest of my life with you."
Trent reached behind the cushion and pulled out a small black box. Gwen's eyes widened and tears began to swell in her eyes. "I want you to marry me, Gwen. Please say yes, please."
Gwen sighed as a tear fell from her eyes. "Trent, I don't know! I'm all confused!"
"Why can't you break it off with Duncan!" Trent shouted
"Because I'm pregnant and it might be his or yours!" Gwen shouted back.
DW: ooo Gwen is such a little tramp!
Hope you guys liked this chappie. I'll be back next week with the final chapter of Death Note
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