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Mal Meets the Rebel	By : Bloodylilcorpse Category: +S through Z > Total Drama Island Views: 3631 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Roxanne's Pov:
After Mal and I parted ways, I realized I just couldn't go to my next class, at least not without my orange jumper, which was now in pieces thanks to Steve and his goons. So I was left with no other option, but to go to front office and let Mrs. Woods know that I would need another one since mine was now ruined. I sighed wearily as I went over in my head what I was gonna tell her, I really dislike lying to people, but in this case I couldn't just tell her that I was almost gang-banged and that Mal beat the living-crap out of Steve over it either; so I was going to have to lie regardless. I watched and listened carefully to everything around me this time. I was gonna be more aware of my surroundings, and I was not gonna be a victim this time damn it. I picked up my pace as I made my way to the front of the building to Mrs. Woods office, but I still couldn't shake off this feeling that someone was watching and following me even though I kept checking over my shoulder every few minutes and saw no one.
Mal's Pov:
As soon as I, myself and Roxanne split, I immediately made my way back to my cell, and I had decided to have Pete continue to watch over Roxanne so I could put my later preparations into action. As much as I hate to admit it, she was right, I did need to get rid of the blood and remove these soiled clothes before I get caught, but it would have to wait for now. I had other loose ends to tie up first. Pete had not left yet, but I knew some of my other boys were around to watch out for her until Pete took over the watch. He approached me as I finally got around to removing the blood, I was changing in front of the dirty little wash-sink in my cell. He didn't say anything at first as I began to cup handfuls of water as I splashed them over my face and into my hair to remove what remained of our earlier little scuffle with Steve and his fools.
I growled out of frustration and impatience as I said, "I gave you an assignment, Pete. Why are you still here?"
Pete shuffled his feet as he hesitated but then spoke up.
"Not that it's any of my business Boss, but why do you want me to continue to tail your former cellmate?...Is she really your girl?...What's she got to do with anything?.." Pete asked with a slight nervousness in his demeanor as he looked on at me.
I paused for a moment as I sighed with irritation, then said, "Roxanne has been a thorn in my side since day one; I simply can't have her ruining all that I've worked so hard to achieve thus far and then making a fool out of me on top of it all as well. There's just too much riding on the line here. She's a lot more intelligent than what I gave her credit for, but regardless I have to keep her in toll. I will not have her further damage my reputation. This facility is...mine!"
I continue to explain my plans to Pete as I dry my face and hair while pointing out on a map I had stolen from Chris's office last year of the facility's layout as I go over it with him, "...And that's where you come in, I need you to escort her to this exact location. The door will be open, so there will be no need to stick around after that, I'll handle it from there."
I looked up from the map as I smirked, "Do you understand the plan now?"
With all seriousness, he nodded and said, "Yes."
"Good. That is all. You may now go, and continue to keep an eye out, and make sure she stays out of trouble this time. As much as I love a good beating, I have to stay under the radar for now." I state as I lounge on my bed.
"Yes, understood." He said as he turned around and left.
A few minutes after he left, I smirked because everything was falling into place. Only a few more pieces and the puzzle will be finished.
Roxanne's Pov:
I left the office with my new orange jumper and feeling a lot better after getting it over with. I think she bought the lie, or at least she didn't look skeptical about it. I told her that I couldn't find it and that it must have gotten lost in the wash, and because it never made it's way back to me. She told me not worry, it happens all the time and winked at me like the other day. I smiled and wave as I left after putting it on. It seems to fit a lot better than my last one, which was a relief considering how my last one seems to weigh me down.
The rest of the day just seemed like it flew by. I had sat with Duncan and told him all about last night's events, (minis both times that I slept near Mal, that was too embarrassing to go into), and I also decided not to mention the scene with Steve and his guys with Mal showing up etc. I liked Duncan as a friend, but there were some things that I just couldn't bring myself to talk about with him. Duncan had warned me about Mal and told me to stay clear of him because he was pure evil, and I was pretty sure that he wasn't far from the truth on that. After seeing what Mal did to Steve, I was still a little shook up from it. I couldn't get that look of pure bliss out of my head that emitted from his eyes as he continuously beat Steve like a pinata. It was terrifying. I did start to worry about what he was talking about when he said he was going to "punish me" later.
Just what did he mean by 'punish me?'...Was he going to beat me up too?...Should I not go through with it, and avoid him?...If I do decide to avoid him, how will I be able to pull that off?...I would still run into him eventually...I seem to run into him a lot lately...Well, regardless, I refuse to let him intimidate me, I will stand up to him and find a way to take him down or at least show him he doesn't scare him...
Luckily for me, I noticed in the things my mom left me, there was a pocket knife in one of the pockets of my jeans. I don't remember leaving any of my other pocket knives in them, but I guess I really got lucky or someone from home thought I would need it. Either way, it made me feel like I had some protection if not much, a little was better than none.
By the time, I made it back to my new cell which was very similar to the one I shared with Mal, only no Mal was there, I took off my jumpsuit and began to settle in. I put all my clothes up and noticed for the first time that my locker had a first-aid kit. I don't recall the one I shared in Mal's cell having one, so that was something nice to have. Sometime later as I was reading a book from home, one of the guys I remember seeing from Mal's group approached me and told me that Mal wanted to see me. I started to feel sick, but I swallowed and sucked it up because I wasn't gonna let Mal do that to me. Without questioning the guy, I followed him down the hallway, into the elevator and down several more hallways that didn't look familiar, and finally, we stopped in front of a door.
"This is it." He said as he watched me turn the doorknob and enter a room that looked like a hotel suite.
I closed the door and glanced around, there was a big four-poster king-sized bed with a giant vanity dresser with a wall-sized mirror. In one corner there was a small refrigerator, counter with a microwave, and over in front of the bed was also a huge wall-size flat screen tv mounted on the wall just left of the door that I just entered, and further to left was another door where light was leaking underneath the door. I figured that must be where Mal was, so I strolled on up to it and opened the door. What I saw inside was not what I had expected at all...
If anything I was beginning to feel very skeptical about this whole situation altogether, especially when that said room I walked into was a bathroom and that said person was lounging in a jacuzzi was sipping what looked like champagne from a wine glass.
Mal's Pov:
I look up from my reverie when I hear the sound of movement from the other room I then smiled as I see the doorknob turn and slowly come open, Roxanne steps inside as she closes the door back. She then looks at me with an inquisitive expression on her face as she draws closer to the jacuzzi. I can tell she was taking in the situation very carefully and was full of questions. I smirked when our eyes met.
She crossed her arms over her chest and narrowed her eyes as she patiently asked, "Alright Mal, what the hell do you want?..."
I chuckled at her remark. She always did get straight to the point. I took another sip from my cup, as I idly laid it down on the edge of the jacuzzi, I then said with an even, but smooth remark, " I want a lot of things, Roxanne, but before we go into that, I'd like you to put that on," I indicated the bag on the counter near the sink," and join me first."
She raised an eyebrow at me as she left out a weary sigh, and said, "Fine."
She took the bag and looked inside and looked at me like I was crazy, and said, "I'm not wearing that!"
I laughed as I ran my fingers through my hair and said, "You will unless you rather join me in your birthday suit."
She narrowed her eyes at me and growled as she huffed and said, "Fine, but I'm not changing in front of you.
I smile devilishly as I say, "I don't see why that's a problem since you had no problem taking your clothes off in front me before when he showered together your first night here."
Her eyes darkened at my comment as she glared at me, and said, "You know very well that I was pissed at Chef and only wanted to get the shower over with and get out, you pervert."
I chuckled and replied, "Stop stalling and get changed or would you like some help?"
She flushed and stammered, "No, I'm perfectly capable of doing it myself, thank you!"
She then stormed off around the corner where the towel closet stood by the toilet for some privacy.
Roxanne's Pov:
I can not believe this jerk, he actually thinks he can bully me into wearing this tiny skanky-looking red bikini. I was not happy with this at all, but I wasn't going to let him win either, so I put on the stupid thing. I felt so exposed, it covered so little and revealed so much. I neatly folded up my clothes and put them in a corner by the closet and stepped back around the corner to face Mal with what little dignity I had left.
Mal's Pov:
I waited patiently for her to change. Patience was something I gained over time, I knew when to go after something and when to pull back and wait, and this was one of those times where I would wait for it. After all, what was that catchphrase people always like to say, "All good things come to those that wait.."
And surely, enough she came around the corner striding like a tiger about to pounce on its prey. She looked like a storm about to brew over and it was the most fascinating thing I've seen all day. I knew without a doubt this was gonna be a night to remember. She stopped in front of the jacuzzi with a dangerous glint in her eyes as she held my stare head-on. That's what I liked about this one, any other girl or even guy for that matter wouldn't even have the balls or guts to look me in the eye like she does, and she does it fearlessly.
As I drink in the sight before me skimming over her curves, I noticed for the first time, unlike the last time I saw her with nothing on, that she had a tattoo. It was of a black and white lotus and it rested on her left hip. I raised an eyebrow, I never took her as one to have tattoos, which meant that she could withstand a lot of pain. I was impressed. She always seemed so innocent, like a good girl gone bad. I clearly underestimated her, and now I was becoming further intrigued.
"Well...What are you waiting for?...An invitation?.. Get in already." I said with a smirk as I watched her eyes flash with anger.
"Not until you tell me what this is all about first!...Otherwise, I'm not getting in there, Mal!.." She challenged as she placed her hands on her hips and stared me down.
"I will, but first I'd like you to take a seat." I said as I patted a spot close to me.
"And just why should I do that?!.." She demanded as she grabbed the sides of the jacuzzi with both hands, and leaned in to peer at me closer with a daring stare.
"Because my little hellcat, if you don't I will be forced to come and get you myself." I smiled wickedly as I continued, "Would you prefer it that way instead?.."
She flushed again as she glared at me with angry eyes and said, "Fine, but you better keep your hands off me. I'm not playing with you today, I won't hesitate to knock the shit out of you, Mal."
As she stepped into the bubbling water, I smile smugly as I reply, "Oh, believe me, Roxanne, you are in no position to be threatening me."
She sits down as further away from me as she can, and cocks an eyebrow as she says, "Oh really?!.."
Roxanne's Pov:
I finally decided to just get in the water and see where Mal was going with this. I dreaded every second of it, and nor did I like the way he was eyeballing my figure as I stepped into view. That look reminded me of earlier when Steve and his goons were about to molest me and do much worse. He was not only sizing me up, but undressing me with his eyes, and I didn't like it one bit.
Now he claims I should not be threatening him, just what is he hiding and why is he looking so confident about it?...
"You don't scare me, Mal." I said with a serious tone as my eyes locked onto his in a deadly staring match, neither of us daring to be the first to break eye contact with the other.
He then gave me that creepy grin of his and chuckled at my comment and said, "Oh but you should be."
I raised an eyebrow as he continued on, "You been a very bad girl, Roxanne. I tried to warn you since day one not to step over your boundaries with me, but you stubbornly continued to defy me either way. For that, and that little mishap with Steve, forging my name without my permission just to get even with me for that little nick I gave you on the neck not too long ago. Because of that, you have left me with no other choice, but to discipline you. Are you prepared to accept your punishment?.."
Is he for real?!..Is his ego that big?...I can't believe this guy...
"Now come here." He said as he patted his thigh as an indicator for me to sit there.
"I don't think so." I said as I refused to submit to that.
"Oh, but I do." He said as that scary grin from earlier when he beat the living hell of Steve surfaced as he continued, " You're gonna sit here, and you're gonna be my little servant girl for now on. You will do as I tell you to, Roxanne, because if you don't, I can promise you that I can make life very painful for you here."
"Exactly how?" I challenged crossing my arms over my chest.
Mal's Pov:
She was still defiant as ever, and I found it enticing, but I still haven't played my last card yet, and I know she's gonna be pissed at me when I do. I continued to muse over her stubborn desire to defy me even now when I had her at my mercy.
"Trust me, you don't want to know, that's why I giving you one more chance to come over here and sit." I said as I sipped my drink.
"Well..you can take it and shove it up your ass, because I'm not going to and I'm not ever going to sit in your lap, Mal! I refuse to let you think that you can treat me like that!.." She said as she got up and shook her angry little finger at me as she growled with fury.
I laughed as I reach for the manila folder and handed it to her and said with a sly grin, "Not even after looking at these, you won't consider it?"
She gave me a confused look as she accepted the folder with shaky hands opening it slowly, and I waited with anticipation as I watched the look on her face as she pulled out its contents. At first, she just looked at them with a blank expression, then unexpectedly she quickly closed in and marched up to me and slapped me with a force I didn't know she had.
"H..How dare you?!...How dare you take naked pictures of me, Mal?!...I thought you were better than that!?..Y-You!...You asshole, you!.." She screamed at me with those eyes so full of hate and fury clutching the photos.
I was stunned at first because she struck me, but then I just threw back my head and laughed. This was something I should have expected of her. She wasn't the type to be easily intimidated. She immediately tore up the pictures into pieces and threw them at me.
I smiled wickedly again as I pull her down into my lap as she angrily glares at me trying to push me away, but I didn't let up. I lean in and say, "I particularly love that last one with that little seductive pose where you were running your fingers through your hair. I'll have to give credit to the photographer later."
She flushed furiously at me and attempted to slap me once again, but I caught both of her hands and prevented her from doing such, which cause her to struggle more and when she discovered that I wasn't going to let go, she stopped for the time being. But that look she gave me never left her eyes as she stared up at me angrily. I chuckled at her futile attempts.
"You're disgusting Mal!...I can't believe you!...Why are you doing this?!" She replied quivering with anger.
"What do you mean "why"? Don't you remember what I told you in the elevator the other day?" I said as I let go of her hands and drew an arm around her waist and used the other to take a grape out of the fruit bowl and pop it in my mouth.
I watched as it dawned on her what I had said the other day, and her eyes flashed with fury as she said, "You don't own me, Mal! Don't you ever try to put your hands on me, because I will fuck your world up, so help me! "
I finished chewing the grape and grabbed her chin so that our eyes met just inches away and in a serious tone I said, "I'll do what I want with you now, and I will come for you when I want you. You will do as I tell you unless you rather have me make more copies of the negatives from those pictures and hand them out to Steve and his fools. I'm sure they'd love to jerk themselves off to that."
I saw her eyes darken as she said, "I'll kill you Mal if you let those pictures leak out!...And what do you mean negatives?!...There are more of them?!.."
I laugh as she swats my hand away from her face as I say, " Of course there are more, I had Trent tail you while you showered in the nurse's bathroom. Don't think I didn't figure it out when you weren't showering with me anymore. I'm very observant of those around me, and especially you."
She glared at me with such intense hate practically oozing from her body, as I continued on, "You will be a good girl and do as you're told unless you want everyone to know about them. I could be good to you Roxanne, all you have to do is what you are told to, and no one will get hurt. I'd rather not have to mar that pretty little face of yours. I do like looking at it."
She growled at me as I smirked and drew her closer to me as I leaned into her, with our lips just inches away, I said, "Just submit. I might decide to go easy on you if you do. Besides if you don't, who will protect you when Steve gets out of the hospital, and not just him, but what about from all the other delinquents here. Face it, you need me, my little hellcat."
She continued to stare at me with intense hate that gave her a glow that was radiating from her body as she sat stiffly on my lap.
I snort and say, "Just agree to it unless you really want every guy in this facility lining up at your cell door waiting to have a go at you. I can guarantee that no one will touch you...well except me because you will belong to me...And everyone knows what's mine, is off limits unless they have a death wish in mind."
I could see fear welling up in her aside from her silent anger that she held towards me.
"Well, what is your answer, Roxanne?" I asked as I offered her something to drink, but she pushed the glass aside.
"What will you do if I refuse?" She asked without blinking.
I stopped and thought on it for a moment and then said, "I would still punish you regardless of your choice, but you would be on your own and you will have no one to look out for you, at least not the way I will."
"Why do you care?" She asked trying to shuffle away from me, but I didn't let up.
"I don't. I only go after what I what, and I don't stop until I get it." I said with a sly grin as I concluded. "Got it?"
She left out a weary sigh and I could tell I was wearing her down.
Roxanne's Pov:
I couldn't believe I was about to do this, but I just didn't see any other way around it, so I let out a long sigh and begrudgingly say, "Fine. You win Mal. I'll do it."
He then looks at me with this smile that reminds me of the Cheshire cat and says, "Good. You are smarter than you look. Now for your first task, you will kiss me."
I was caught completely by surprise, Mal never struck me as the type to ask something like that, so I blinked and said, "Wait...What?.."
Mal twisted his lips into a smirk and smiled at my confusion as he said, "You heard me. Press your lips against mine. If you do, I'll consider making your punishment less miserable for you. You may even enjoy it."
I turned red as a beet and shook my head vigorously at his comment and in an embarrassed tone I said, "No!...Just no!...I can't!"
He looked at me look me as his smile widen and said, "Are you disobeying me already, Red?...Why can't you?"
I started blubbering like a fool as I tried to look away as I said, "I...I...I have never been kissed before, okay! Are you happy now?!"
His eyes glinted with mirth as he said, "You haven't been kissed before?...As hot as you are?!..And you expect me to believe that?"
If my face could get any redder, I thought I would die. I can't believe I was having this conversation with Mal of all people.
He continued to smirk at me, enjoying my embarrassing dilemma as he took hold of my chin attempting to bring my lips closer to his as he said, "This will be a good lesson for you then won't it?"
I flinched at his touch and pulled back out of reflex and stammered, "No Mal, please I don't want you to be the one that I give my first kiss to, it's not fair."
He laughed at my expense and then said, "Then we'll just try something else. I can tell you're a virgin, Red. No one's ever touched you before. I could tell just from your reactions and the way you struggle to avoid getting too close to me or any of the other guys that I've seen you interact with here. It's cute. I've got an idea, let's try this.."
He leered at me with this look of lust in his eyes as he took hold of one of my hands. I tried to pull away but his grip only tightened on my wrist further.
"Tell me, Roxanne do you like this?...How does this make you feel?.." He said in a husky voice barely above a whisper as he took my hand and started to slowly run it down his abs as I struggled in vain to free my hand from his.
I blushed even more as I tried to look away from feeling so embarrassed. "Why is he doing this to me?...I can't get my hand free..." I gasped as I continue to struggle, but it was no good, he wasn't letting up.
"Mal, please! Stop!...I don't want to do this!" I stammered and begged as he continued to pull my hand just above his waistline, and still, he pulled it further down to where I brushed his manhood, by then I balled my seized hand into a fist.
I shrieked for him to stop as I slapped him as hard as I could with my free hand. He instantly stopped and looked at me in surprise which immediately turned to anger as he grabbed my hand that offended him and said in a quiet but dangerous tone, "I've had no intentions of harming you Roxanne, but if you ever do that again, I will hurt you in other ways that are not considered physical. You should feel lucky that I like you that much. If you were any other girl or guy for that matter I would have already beat them to a bloody pulp by now."
Mal's Pov:
I could tell breaking her was going to be quite a task for me, I didn't realize just how spirited she could be if threatened.
I could tell she was angry at me from my last statement, so I picked up a piece of fruit up off of the glass bowl and was about to feed it to her when she pulled out a knife to my throat as she spoke in a dark and dangerous tone, "Maybe, but I am an American girl and I do know how to catch, gut, and fillet a fish, I seriously doubt you wanna piss me off any further Mal!'
Under any other circumstances, I would have been outraged, but this was Roxanne and it was adorable watching her threaten me with a knife. I snorted and laughed after I got over the initial shock of her forward little attack.
"Haven't you already tried this before Roxanne?...I feel like this is deja vu. You don't really think you can actually hurt me with that do you?..Especially after seeing what I did to Steve.." I said slyly as I easily plucked the knife from her hand and flung it behind me as it struck the wall.
"By the way, where were you hiding that?...I would have noticed it earlier now that I think about it." I asked out of pure curiosity as I tilt my head to the side.
She angrily glared at me with a flushed face and said, "Where do you think I hid it, Mal?!
I thought for a minute and then it hit me. Oh, she's a naughty one. I would never have thought she'd be that clever. She had already planned this before she even came in here. I'm impressed once again.
I smiled wickedly as she gets up to escape but trips at the edge of the jacuzzi and there I pounce on her and press my face very close to hers as I pin her in and say with a devious tone, "You mean to tell me that you hid that pocket knife inside of you down there?.."
She flushed as she angrily retorted, "What do you think?!.."
She was trying to remove me from her, but I wasn't going anywhere. Her little attempt to outwit me intrigued me, and I wanted more of it.
She struggled some more and demanded I get off of her, but I refused as I smirked down at her and say, "I think I'm gonna start that little punishment now, Roxanne. You've been very naughty lately and it's time I taught you a lesson."
She shrunk back at my words as her lips formed the word "No" and I chuckled as I reach down and grabbed both of her hands with one of mine and then with my free hand I hook my fingers into her bottom bikini line and slowly pulled it down. Just as I was getting somewhere, I could hear Chris and Chef's loud booming voices coming into the other room. "Well, shit!" I thought as I panicked. I grabbed Roxanne by the waist and rush her to the towel closet and practically land on top of her into the wall as we barely made it inside by the skin of our teeth as they both enter the bathroom.
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