My eyes slowly fluttered open, and I yawned loudly. I reached up and rubbed the sleep away from my eyes as I sat up. I blinked a little, and looked around. My curtains were still closed, making my room look much darker than it really was. I pushed my blanket aside and got up, stretching my back like a cat. And pulled the curtains opened, I winced at the bright sun and covered my eyes. I looked at the clock and my eyes widened. I had slept in until nearly noon!

I went into the bathroom and quickly took a shower, I brushed my hair and slid on a pair of jean, and a gray Harvard sweatshirt. I slid my hair into a pony tail and put on some flip flops and went downstairs. I looked around the house, no one seemed to be home. I creased my brows together and went into the kitchen. A fresh batch of chocolate chip cookies laid on a plate for me on the table. With a note next to them. I picked up a cookie and began munching on it as I read the note

"Hey sweetie, your brother and I are going to the beach for a little while. You get some rest, you never sleep in and you deserve it! xoxo- Aunt Cas" 

I smiled weakly and tossed the note on the table. I picked up another cookie and decided to watch some TV. She was right, I deserve a day of relaxation. I sat on the old leather couch and turned on the TV. 

"Love? Or war?" said a news lady. I rolled my eyes and went to change the channel when-

"Reality Ex's were spotted getting cozy at a Crab Shack in the Caribbean yesterday. Seemingly on a date," she continued. And a expertly taken picture of Duncan and I showed on the screen. Sitting across from each other, talking. I coughed as I began choking on a piece of cookie I had just shoved in my mouth. I swallowed it roughly, tears in my eyes. I stared at the screen as she continued

"It's a sight none of us thought we'd ever see! These two together again, after the infamous Gwen and Duncan kiss on World Tour!" another picture popped up, of Duncan and Gwen kissing. I looked away and stiffened.

"It seemed everything was going so well. That is until Courtney stormed out of the Crab Shack, leaving a confused Duncan in her wake. What happened? Are these two back together? We all know Duncan and Gwen broke up just last month, does this mean there's an opening for our beloved Duncney to get back together!?" the reporter asked. I looked back at the screen.

Duncan and Gwen broke up? 

"Or are Duncan and Courtney history? Find out as we follow this story more as it unfolds-"

I grabbed the remote and shut off the TV quickly. I threw it on the couch and groaned. 

Sure! The one freaking time I let him talk to me it creates a shit storm! I knew I should have walked out much sooner, now everyone thinks we're trying to get back together!

I heard my cellphone go off, and I fished it out of my pocket. I bit my lip, it was Jax. There was no doubt he had just seen the story. I slowly pushed the green answer button and brought my phone to my ear 

"Hey Jax-"

"Are you insane!?" he yelled into the phone. I flinched and pinched the bridge of my nose

"Okay I know this looks bad-"

"Looks bad? Looks bad!? Courtney! It looks like you're forgiving him!" he growled. I sighed

"It was one stupid talk! We didn't even order any food! I left before he could say much anyways." I said. I heard him sigh on the other end

"I just don't want him to hurt you again, Court." Jax said. I closed my eyes

"Jax, believe me. The last thing I'm going to do is let him back in my life. That ship has sailed," I answered. 

"Alright, bye."  he said and hung up. I let my phone drop back onto the couch, and I leaned back. Covering my face with my hands. 

No more than five minutes later, my cell went off again. I answered it ready to snap

"I am in no mood to do an interview-"

"We need to talk," Duncan's deep voice vibrated into my ear. I sat back up straight

"How did you get my number?" I asked

"Bridgette." he answered. "We need to talk," he repeated. I slowly bit my lip

"Oh yeah? Because the last time we did that it created a  news story. I thought being in the spotlight was long over." I said tiredly. He chuckled

"Sweetheart, us being in the spotlight will never be over. Now, are we going to talk, or not?" Duncan asked, getting impatient. I began twiddling my thumbs again.

"Why should I? In fact,  why should I have anything to do with you anymore?" I asked. Duncan chuckled again

"Because." he answered "I'm a sickness there is no cure for." 

I swallowed hard, and closed my eyes giving up

"When and where?" I asked.

"St. John's parks, tonight. At 9. See ya there," he said, and the line went dead. I slammed my phone down on the couch. I looked up at the ceiling. 

What have you gotten yourself into, Courtney.