So I finally saw Ocean's eight- or nine and I LOVED IT. Like when Duncan made that comment about Courtney seeing.... never mind. XD I don't want to spoil it. Oh well, here is chapter three!

Gwen's POV

I tapped my long, painted black fingernails immpatiently against a desk. Bullet for my Valentine blared in my numbing ears as I bit my lip. The losers watched TDA from the side lines, and I couldn't help but to feel so... guilty. Duncan and Courtney were both in pain. I wasn't an idiot.

It was how I felt when I saw Trent kissing Heather.... had I stooped down to Heather's low when Duncan and i kissed? I mean, I didn't do anything to protest, and I perfectly well knew that He loved Courtney and She loved him.... my hand came up and I brushed my porcelain fingers against my lips. I liked Duncan. I liked him a lot. And I felt like I had stuck myself in between a seemingly intense relationship, and... RUINED to make matters worse, it hurt Trent so much... how many people were going to get hurt because of me?

My stomach clenched and I whimpered nervously as I pulled up a new text document on my cellphone.

Hey

I sent it to Duncan.

I wiated for a good ten minutes and texted,

I kno 4 a fact that u have ur phone. Plz reply.

I solemnly used Text Chat. I just needed to talk to Duncan really badly.

I only waited for about... oh... five minutes until he replied,

..........

I arched my thin eyebrows at his response and replied,

With words.

It only took about 10 seconds for him to reply with,

How did she find out?

I cocked my head as I typed, Find out about what?

Courtney knos i kissed u

I felt my stomach drop and replied,

I thought she only saw us 'almost kiss.'

Ya, well some 1 told her about our real one.

Who?

How should i kno?

My stomach clenched, and I replied,

How do you kno she knos?

I just do. I was in love with her, remember?

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I knew Duncan was lying.

Duncan u r STILL in love with her.

bullshit.

His reply came fast. Anger flared in my stomach.

What makes u say that?

she never loved me back, and now she hates me.

I rolled my eyes and ran my hand through my hair in frusturation.

I was sick of texting. My finger tips were sore already. I pulled up my contact list, searching past the As, passing the Bs, and skipping the Cs, and then going to the last D on the list. I hesitated before smashing my thumb against the call button, afraid to hear his voice, yet needing so badly to give him a piece of my mind. But, I steeled myself, and pressed the phone against my ear.

Beep... Beeep.... Beeep.... Bee --, I heard something. He didn't say anything, but I knew he was there.

"Duncan. I know you can hear me so I'm just gonna say it. You. Love. Her. You just need to forget what we had! She still loves you, she always has. Now, I know how hard you tried to get her. Are you just gonna let her go?"

He groaned halfway through my words, and replied, his voice dripping with acid, "Why do you care so much?!"

"Because I'm in love with you Duncan!" I screamed, slamming my fist against the table. God, it was so hard to hold the tears back... I wanted Duncan to hold me. I wanted to be encased in his warm arms, pulled against his chest, and listen to his rythmatic heartbeat. He was silent. I tried to ignore the sobs pushing against my closed lips.

"You have no idea..." My voice cracked, so I stopped talking.

There was a lot of video cut off from the episodes that were aired. Duncan and I grew close. Very close. Sometimes, we snuck out at night and talked. We had a lot in common, and almost never argued. But he talked about Courtney a lot. The video of us on the bridge was the night of the Alien episode. I had been hanging around on the bridge by myself, when he came around. He didn't notice me at first, and started to smoke.

A week in, we talked a lot. Slowly, but surely, my feelings for him developed considerably, but I tried so hard to ignore them because I was dating Trent at the time, I tried convincing myself that he was more of a brother, but, one night, he kissed me.

We were on the bridge again, and I was extremely stressed because I had dumped Trent that day, and he gave me a cigarette. I rarely smoke, but I needed it.

The thing about Duncan is, he's gone through a lot of shit as well, so he easily relates to what I need to talk about, and was always free when I needed someone to vent out to. So, when I told him about Trent, and how it was my fault he was booted, he told me about a girl he dated a year ago.

Her name was Shelly, and she felt like she needed to be like Duncan for him to love her, but he already did. She lived in an expensive rich neighborhood, but she dressed like a punk, and was somewhat rebellious, but she never smoked, or did anything bad. Her grades were pretty good, as well. But, when her and Duncan got together, she started smoking pot, and started to drink. Duncan constantly told her to stop, but she never listened, and told him she was just trying to be more like him. He persisted to try and help her, but one night, she died of an overdose. Duncan blamed himself, and wanted to kill himself. He told me he was so angry with himself for not breaking up with her, and that he could have saved her by doing so, but knew it was too late to even think about those things. And then, he told me that Shelly and Trent were alike because Shelly craved love from Duncan, and Trent craved attention from me. In the end, Trent and Shelly both lost, Trent the competition, and Shelly, her life.

He finished off by telling me what i did was the right thing to do, and that Trent might have done something really stupid, and then, he kissed me. It was the softest, sweetest kiss ever, and it spoke thousands of words. But it was also a sad kiss, and something about it was... off. Afterwards we walked back to the trailers together. Bridgette, who, though booted, came to find me for Chef and Chris, (Who were curious as to where Duncan and I had gone) found me. I told her we were going tp pull a prank on Chris, but I also told her how we kissed.

I needed someone to know.

"Gwen... look..." Duncan spoke softly, his voice devoid of any anger. Hot tears spilled down my cheeks, and I couldn't speak. If I did, it would come out as sobs.

"I'm sorry, okay? I just... when Courtney came back, she slapped me across the face, and...she called me a monster. She meant it. God dammit, I know you know how it feels to be heart broken, and..." he sighed, and I could tell that he was in deep pain.

"I'll call you back tommorow... it's late, and I really need some sleep," He whispered. I nodded, and mumbled a high pitched goodbye before ending the call.

And then it clicked.

Bridgette.

Duncan's POV

I slammed my cell against the grass beside me and burried my face in my hands.

"Stupid... Stupid, stupid..." I growled, grasping at my hair, and digging my nails into my head. My head hurt. My stomach was in such a tight knot I wanted to throw up. My eyes burned with tears that I refused to let go.

But most of all? My heart throbbed. I knew Gwen loved me... We could sit and talk for hours on end, and I told her things that even Courtney doesn't know.

Yet, she was more of a little sister to me. When we kissed, I felt wrong. Dirty. Disgusted in myself for kissing my Sister, yet we aren't even related. There were moments where I wanted to punch Trent in the face because I felt like I needed to protect Gwen, as if she were my Sister.

I looked up at the night sky and sighed in exasperation.

And then there was Courtney.

It took me awhile to fall for her. I think it was when she stood up to me during the dodge ball challenge that I realized I was attracted to her. And then, everytime I had the chance, I would try and woo her. Try and get her to like me back, and then, she did. We never officially became girlfriend and boyfriend, but I knew the feelings were mutual.

Gwen was right. I loved Courtney, and didn't want to throw away the feelings I had for her.

I needed to talk to Courtney.

It was only 11 P.M. She was surely awake... and I doubted that Lindsay or Beth would mind... Or at least a hoped.

So, I pushed myself off of the ground and started to trek towards the girl's trailer. I knocked.

"Okaay, hang on just a sec." Lindsay.

The door swung open, and Lindsay stood there in a large shirt, and bright pink panties. I cocked my brow, and opened my mouth to speak but she gasped, "Oooh, hi Duncan! Courtney's not here. She should be back soon though."

My heart sank, and I frowned, "Any idea where she is?"

Lindsay shook her head, "Nope." And with that, she shut the door.