Set after the Total Drama series.
You know how there's this thing that says hope is what you always need? How hope is that little light at the end of a tunnel that keeps someone walking? How everyone says that the sun will always rise?
Well, that hope is gone for me.
I was walking out with Courtney last night, out on a moonlit path in the forest. Ha, it might sound "romantic" or whatever to you, but I don't believe in that stuff anymore.
So, if you must know, this is what happened.
I felt wonderful, like my Princess was actually forgiving me. But also cautious, because I hadn't really gotten around to trusting her, either.
"Duncan..." she said.
"I love you, I really do. But I have to say..."
"You don't love me. Break up with me."
Courtney looked horrified. "No...!"
"Oh, it's okay. You don't have to. I know you could never love me, never. So save it. We're so..."
"DON'T SAY IT!" Courtney screamed.
Somehow, her horror made me want to hurt her even more.
What was wrong with me...?
"We're done." And that should teach you,
I told her silently, a little seed of anger budding in my heart.
"Duncan. I changed, I loved you, I cared for you... all for you." Her voice rose. "But now you break up with me?"
"I'm sorry," I said, the seed of anger turning into a seedling. "Goodbye."
I didn't think about anything as I walked back to my apartment. Except Courtney.
Was it the right thing to do?
Did she really love me?
And most importantly, what was wrong with me?
The seed grew and grew, into a flower. But it wasn't a pretty flower, it was a dark, black, shimmering flower. An empty, hollow one.
One that might symbolize death.
The... the Black Rose. Ha, that was what I would call it now. I could even feel its thorns poking me.
And over all, I was me. I wasn't Geoff, or Trent, or any of those weirdos on Total Drama Island.
I was Duncan, the bad boy. The delinquent. The guy with the green mohawk.
I reached my apartment, let myself in, and slammed the door.
I ripped off my skull shirt, and flopped into my bed. I didn't let myself think about a single thing.
Because the Black Rose had blossomed.
So there, I thought as I put Duncan's binder away.
I was messing with his tests. He deserved it.
As I closed it, I felt a stabbing in my heart, as deep as if it was a thorn. A rose thorn.
I put my hand to my heart, ripped Duncan's test out of his binder, and ran.
"Goodbye, Duncan," I said bitterly. I still had the keys to his apartment, from back when we were...
Dating. He had forgotten about that. And he wasn't home, he was at Gwen's.
Stupid, annoying, man-stealing Gwen.
I stepped in the elevator and went down.
Of course, I knew we were broken up. But in my heart, we would always be together.
But I was so upset now, and guilty. I had to go somewhere.
The arcade... museum... casino... college...
Ugh. No. Stupid! Why can't I think of anything?
I still had Duncan's test, crumpled up in my hand. I read it.
"Whoa..." I said. Duncan was doing this? That was two times harder than what I was going through!
That Duncan was sm-art. But that also made me feel self-consious. I was supposed to e the smart one! And I had messed with his test.
I felt the thorn stab again.
Stupid, stupid thorn. Stop poking me!
I thought of more places.
Art gallery... theater... library.
Wait, did I say library? That was it! I would go to the library.
I walked over to the nearest branch and pushed open the door.
"Hello, Miss Courtney," the librarian nodded at me.
I knew this place to well, I even knew the librarian. "Hello," I said, nodding politely.
"Oh, right." The librarian smiled at me. "I thought you might want to try this book. I read it and I thought it was cute."
"Sure. Thanks." I waved, taking the book.
"The Black Rose," I read the title. I flipped open the book.
*something something something The Black Rose is a rose that ties couples together, when they're feeling something, the Black Rose makes it so that the other could feel it also... bla bla bla... if you're feeling a thorn stab it meen your soul mate is missing you, sometimes you have to find him/her. The Black Rose blossoms when the couple breaks up, in the angrier one's heart. It gradually grows and grows, until it is a full rose. Sometimes the feelings will change, and you may feel the petals brushing inside you or the thorns poking you...*
That was enough. I had read enough.
"Thanks!" I called to the librarian after I checked my book, and ran out the door. I pushed my way to my own apartment, and threw the book down on my bed.
I knew exactly what had been poking me now.
It was the Black Rose. Duncan and I had meant to be together. I wonder if Duncan knew...
If the Black Rose had struck.
So, um, I hope you liked it! I'm a huge TDA fan, and I also love to write, so I thought, go for it! XD. So, please comment and rate! ~Yurie