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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:
Mal's incessant advances towards me had left me feeling self-conscious and confused. I couldn't figure him out. One minute he was preying on me, the next he was comforting me when he saw that he was making me too uncomfortable. Somehow, I think he knew he was making me upset and afraid, but yet just earlier he was freaking me out and making me feel so angry with him. Did he enjoy sparking my fears and making me so upset, both at the same time?...I just don't get him, and what's worse is I think I'm starting to feel something for him, but I'm not sure what...Maybe a tad bit of physical attraction?...He was good-looking in a roguish kind of way...But he was so cruel...
After he released me, I immediately moved as far away from him as I could to the other end of the tub, and even after all that just conspired right now, I still tried to cover myself up out of modesty. I felt so dirty even though we didn't do it, but it felt as though we did all the same, and so I felt ashamed just like the last time he did this. I kept my eyes averted from his because I just couldn't look him in the eye, but I did feel his relentless gaze on me nonetheless. It was then that I couldn't decide what to do with myself, I couldn't bring myself to finish bathing because he was there and watching me, but I wasn't sure either if I could get up on my own out of the tub because of my foot.
Just as I was starting to feel at my wits' end, he spoke up and said, "Hey Red, you okay?"
I froze up and then blinked, I never heard him use concern before in his voice, so I couldn't help but think this was some of trick of his to lure me back so he could torment me some more, but as I looked up he was studying me with a serious expression on his face that I didn't see very often.
I tried to say something, but no words or sound came out when I moved my lips. My mouth felt so dry, it hurt. I felt like I was going to cry and I never cry. Ever. Not in front of anyone. So I turned around and faced the other side of the room so he couldn't see me break down. I tried to hold it in, but I couldn't. I tried to be strong like I always tried to portray myself when I was around others, but I just couldn't right now. I suddenly felt his hand on my shoulder and then the floodgates let loose, and it was all over, and yet I still refused to let him see me as sob.
Mal's Pov:
Well Shit!...That was just smooth...I don't even know why her tears are bothering me...I never let this bother me when any of the past girls cried, but this...this made me feel something I never felt before and it was shame...Mike's words were haunting me...Was I falling for her?...I was at a loss of words...I wanted to be angry and disgusted by this, but I wasn't...I felt...felt terrible because I knew I was the one that hurt her...
It was then that I knew I had to fix this. She was my little doll, and as much as I enjoy pissing her off just to see her green eyes flash dangerously at me, I couldn't stand seeing this. I reached forward and touched her shoulder, but she still refused to look at me. I frowned at her for not acknowledging me, so I then got up out of the tub and kneeled down in front of the tub as I took hold of her shoulders with both my hands as I waited for her to look at me. She flinched the moment I touched her but didn't try to fight me.
She still wouldn't look at me, so I called her name in a low tone of voice and she slowly looks up at me hesitatingly and I said, "Look..I'm sorry...I didn't mean to hurt you. I'm a guy and well..we do have needs, plus we did make a deal. I give you protection, and you gave me yourself."
That was the second hardest sentence for me to say today. I never apologize and I never do this crap with "the tears and comforting thing". This was way out of my personal jurisdiction.
I could she was trying to wipe her eyes, but she looked too embarrassed to look me in the eye, so I continued as I said, "If you want, you can hit me or yell at me, but just stop crying. I can't do the crying thing, okay?!.."
I think I finally got through because she looked up at me with an angry glance and then without warning she slapped me, and she slapped me good. I sat there as I touched my cheek with bewilderment at her direct force. I didn't know she could hit that hard, and for a girl at that. As she continued to glare at me, she attempted to pull herself up, but her eyes never left mine as she did. When she was halfway up, she started to wobble and then she lost her balance I was up on my feet in a flash as I caught her frame and prevented her from hurting herself and her already injured foot. She gasped as she reached out to grab me as I caught her, and as she placed her hands on my chest. I could see she was starting to turn red again. I don't know what came over me, but I began to help her get out of the tub.
"Here. Let me help you get out. Just hold on to me." I told her as I helped her out of the tub and reached for some towels while she held onto my arm and chest to keep her balance since she couldn't put her full weight on both feet.
I wrapped a towel around her and helped her sit on the toilet as I took a towel and dried myself off, and put my clothes back on. I turn and see her trying to do the same, but it was more of a challenge for her now. I could tell she was getting frustrated as she finished drying off and was trying to pull her pants up. I helped her up and she used me as a wall as she finished dressing.
Roxanne's Pov:
I was a little shocked at the way Mal's attitude and body language just suddenly changed so drastically. I didn't get it. He was an asshole one minute and then kind of sweet the next. Who was this guy and where was Mal?...
After we finished dressing, which funny enough was not half as embarrassing than I thought it would be, Mal unlocked the bathroom door and suddenly lifted me up in his arms and carried me out. I just didn't know what to say at this point, it was kind of weird.
As we left the bathroom, I noticed that he was telling the truth, the nurse indeed had already left for the day, but she did leave a light on for me at her desk. Mal turned it off as he handed me the key to unlock the door to leave the nurse's office since he couldn't do it due to the fact that he was carrying me, and it was kind of awkward, to be honest. As we stepped out, I re-locked it, and Mal strolled on down the hall carrying me like it was no big deal to him. I felt kind of silly because of it, I really wanted to walk but knew I couldn't, so I had to deal with it even though I felt like I was being a burden to him. He was so quiet that it made me all the more self-conscious, with what little light that shined in the halls, I would sneak a peep at his face from time to time trying to figure out what he was thinking or if he was mad at me, but he seemed like he was certain of what he was doing and continued on until we came upon the elevator, and like with the keys, I pushed the buttons for him again.
I was beginning to become curious now. Just where was he taking me?...Was he taking me to his cell?...He did say something about food but in his cell?...Can he do that?...Bring food in there?...Well, he does have a set of keys, which I've been meaning to ask him how he got a hold of them, I wonder if he raids the kitchen every night or something...
When we got to the third floor, instead of going down the hall to his cell, he turned to the left just outside of the elevator where a pair of double doors stood that I never really noticed before, and he told me to push on one as we entered them. They led to a stairway where Mal put me down close to the railing and told me to climb onto his back, which I did, and I wasn't sure why I was being so obedient, but I went with it for now. I guess I was really curious as to where this little adventure of his was going to lead us. I held on tight as he climbed the stairs like it was nothing, and not long we reach the top where he put me down again and opened the door. It lead to the rooftop, I could feel the late evening breeze blowing and the sun was just beginning to set. Without warning he lifted me up again off my feet as I gasped from surprise, he took me out on the rooftop. I was puzzled as to why we were here. It looked like it wasn't the first time anyone had been out here too. I could see chairs, and few tables and a small area where it looked like you could play karaoke with a mic and some other instruments as well. As I was lost in a daze looking around, Mal stopped at a table that was loaded with all kinds of food on it, and it looked amazing. I was actually blown away by it.
Mal's Pov:
My little doll still didn't say anything to me even as we entered the roof, I was beginning to think she hated me. I'm not sure if that bothered me or not, but like I said before with my past girls, none of them really meant anything to me but a means for lust, pleasure, and a good time. With Roxanne, it was different though, and I couldn't put my finger on why either. As soon as we came out of the door, I could see that she was less edgy. She did seem in awed by what she saw which made me feel a sense of pride that she liked my turf. None of my boys were here because I told them earlier I wanted them all gone by this time, so I could spend it with my doll.
As we arrived at the table I had asked the boys to ready for me, I could see she looked awestruck by it. I smiled because I was looking forward to this. I usually didn't treat my pets with the pleasure of eating with me; I did though from time to time have them feed me, but nothing beyond that.
Roxanne's Pov:
As Mal brought me closer to the table loaded down with food, I noticed that there was only one chair sitting by it. I looked up at Mal in confusion. Where was I suppose to sit?...My question was answered as he looked at me with a smirk and sat in it himself while placing me more comfortably in his lap.
I flushed as I push him away from me, and nervously said, "W-What are you doing?!..Couldn't I just use another chair?.."
"You could, but I like this better." He smirked as he placed one hand on my waist to help me stay balanced and the other on one of my legs.
I was starting to feel anxious again, and the silence was killing me.
I finally broke it by saying, " What is all this exactly, Mal?"
"What does it look like, toots?" He said opening a can of pop and offering me one too.
I took it hesitantly at first because I just got the feeling that Mal was up to something, but I wasn't sure what exactly, and he wasn't saying much either, so it only made me feel even more nervous about it.
"Don't be afraid, if you see something you like, just tell me." He said casually as he put his drink down.
I saw a strawberry, so I reached for it, but before my fingers could touch it, Mal took it, and said, "You're supposed to tell me, toots. Remember?"
I blinked as I looked up at him in confusion as I said, "What?...I don't understand."
He chuckled as he took the strawberry and said, "If you want to eat, then I feed you and you feed me in return. That's how it works, now open your mouth."
I blushed as I gasped and shrank back at his words, as I stuttered, "W-What?!...N-No! I can feed myself."
"I'm well aware of that Roxanne, but I want to feed you since you are my doll. Which reminds me, I still haven't decided what to call you." He said as he looked thoughtful for a moment.
"What do you mean you don't know what to call me?!..Just call me by my name, and stop with these "pet names", it's not my thing, okay?!" I said irritably as I glared at him.
He looked at me for a second and then laughed as he said, "Oh Roxanne, you still haven't got it yet, have you. Once you become my pet, it's only natural that I find a name that suits you. I fancied calling you "Princess" for awhile just to get a reaction out of you, and you are like a little "wildcat", but it's still not quite fitting. You're so tiny even for someone you age, it's actually cute, to say the least."
"I am not cute, and don't you ever call me that again!" I said in a very serious and deadly tone as I glared up at him with seriousness. I always hated when people would tell me that. I guess it comes from being a tomboy.
He smirked as though he was going to chide me, and then said, "I think I've got it. Do you remember what I said about you in the towel closet?"
I paled at the memory and even more when I remembered what he was doing when he made that comment, "I don't want to remember that. It gave me nightmares."
"Really?...I didn't know you dream of me, Red. I'm flattered. Well, regardless I'm gonna call you "my sweet" from now on since you are still so innocent." He drawled as he brought his face closer to mine as I felt myself grow redder by the minute.
I didn't like this, and it was starting to make feel uneasy, it made wonder just what he did with his "other pets", but at the same time, I really didn't want to know. It kind of scared me, to be honest.
"Can't you just call me by my name instead?...You're starting to make this weird." I said as I shifted uncomfortably on his lap trying to avoid as less physical contact as possible.
"What do you mean "weird"?..." Mal said curiously as he raised an eyebrow as he continued, "There is nothing odd about giving one's pet a name, it's a very common habit of mine."
"I..It j...just makes me uncomfortable..." I stuttered as the uneasy feeling didn't go away.
"Does it?" He smirked as his eyes glinted with mischief as he added, "I like watching you fret as I tease you. Your reactions amuse me."
Without any warning, he popped the strawberry in my mouth which left me with no other option, but to eat it. He grins wickedly as he pulled out the end with the green leaves on it, and then he pointed to a slice of ham, indicating that he wanted me to feed it to him, so I nervously use a fork and complied with his request. He took a bit out of it as he began chewed on it as I waited for him to finish to give him the remaining bite that was still intact on the eating utensil. He took a drink, and then took the last bite of the ham as he watched me. He was waiting for me to see what I wanted next, this was so awkward I wasn't sure just how long I was going to be able to keep this up without freaking out or something. I just needed to calm down...That's what I told myself as tried not to look Mal in the eye too long. His stare was so unnerving, it just made me feel so exposed like he could see right through me without putting in much effort.
He finished chewing and said, "What would you like next my sweet?"
I looked nervously around at the various foods laid out, but before I could decide on one Mal impatiently replied, "Come on, there must be something here you like. I've watched you eat before in the cafeteria, and you eat like a bird. You need to eat more."
I flinched at his sudden outburst and a startled reply I said, "Y-You've been w...watching me? How long?"
"My sweet, I've been watching you since you came here. That's what I do with "fresh meat", it's how I determine if they are a threat to me or not. You never really were, but in any case, I still kept a close eye on you for my own personal enjoyment." He explained with a devious grin as he squeezed my thigh.
Out of reflex, I slapped him or tried to, but he caught my hand like a pitcher would a ball, and held it there in mid-air for a moment and then calmly without taking his eyes from mine, he said, "I really do have my work cut out for me when it comes to conquering you my sweet, but in time I will have you polished up like a fine gem, and you will learn to either like it or I will break you. The choice is yours."
I suddenly felt terrified like before in the tub, but only this time by his words, not his touch, and it intimidating how one minute he could be somewhat approachable and the next something more frightening like a demon. I didn't know how to respond to that comment he just made, it shook me up a bit. I immediately snapped out of it and snatched my hand back from his clutches as I did my best to compose my shaky nerves. I could feel his irritation pouring from him at my rash act of defiance from just now, and it wasn't making me feel any less afraid.
"Pick something, or I pick it myself, Red. I'm getting impatient." He said irritably using my actual nickname this time.
I looked at him and then at the food, I start to lose my appetite because of the where things had lead, the mood was crashing around us and I knew I had to do something, so I anxiously replied, "I'll eat whatever you want. I can't decide on anything."
I began to fidget uncomfortably as he watched me with a curious expression.
He raises an eyebrow and with less venom replied, "As you wish my sweet."
Mal looked at the table and picked up a generous helping of vegetables and served it to me. After that, things seemed to go less awkward as we continued to take turns feeding one another. It was still kind of embarrassing to be feed and have sit in his lap like that, but I didn't want to argue with him any more than I had to. I just didn't have to strength to fight him tonight. Mal was exhausting to be around mentally, emotionally, and physically. I just didn't know how I was going to survive like this for a year. It was unnerving and made me feel anxious thinking about it, so, for the time being, I tried to push it to the very back of my mind. Near the end of this strange feeding ritual we were having, I jumped with a start as I heard what could only be described as the static from a walkie buzzing.
"Hey, Mal?" A voice called.
Mal took his hand off my leg as he reached into his back pocket and pulled it out and answer it.
"Yeah, what is it? It better be good. I told you guys not to bother me." He growled as I could feel his grip on my waist tighten which caused me to cringe.
"You might not want to take your little pet back to the infirmary right now." The voice said cautiously.
"Why's that?" Mal asked with a scowl expression on his face.
"Because Steve and his hounds are sniffing around the place." The voice commented and paused for a moment as if he was confirming the information to be true and then went on, "I think they know about her injury and are attempting to take advantage of it."
I felt my blood run cold and my body trembles as I grabbed Mal's shirt tightly as I looked up at him and see what he's going say next.
"Let them, but keep an eye on their movements. Let me know if they do anything that will be troublesome for me later." Mal said with a cool, but deadly tone.
"Affirmative." Came the other guy's reply as he ended the conversation.
Mal put up his walkie and sighed.
Mal's Pov:
As I put away the walkie, I realized Roxanne's fingers were clenching into my shirt, so I look down and see that she was terrified again. I swore as I ran my fingers through my hair, it was time to wrap this up and go, so I grabbed hold of her and picked her up once again which seemed to startled her further. I could tell she was really afraid as she wrapped her arms around my neck, practically hanging on to me for dear life.
I let out another sigh as we head back into the building and I as soothing as I could form into words I say, "Just calm down, I said I'd protect what is mine, and I meant it."
"W..Where are we going?" She nervously stammered as she looked up at me as I put her down and had her climb onto my back, so I could carry her easier down the stairs.
"We have one more stop to make. I made you a promise." I said as I began descending down the steps.
"P-Promise?...What promise?" She asked with worry in her voice as she clung to me tightly as I could feel her chin resting on my shoulder.
"The one I made this morning. You haven't forgotten already have you?" I asked with mischief dripping from every word.
"You don't mean-," She started and I finished it with a yes.
She gasps at my reply and anxiously replied, "Do we have to?"
I paused to think about it and said yes.
She didn't say anything, but then she didn't have to because I could tell it made her uneasy because of how her body stiffen when I made my reply. I smirked because I wasn't going to let her get out of this one. I waited too long for this, and I wasn't about to let it slip through my fingers.
She didn't say much as before as we got to the bottom of the stairs, and I held her again like earlier in my arms as we got back into the elevator and I took her back down to the first floor and towards Chris's office. I saw no sign of Steve or his fools, and I got no replies since earlier about them venturing around the nurse's office. I had Roxanne unlock Chris's office, and lock it back. I didn't bother turning on the lights because Chris's security monitors lit up most of the room. I then sat us down in his office chair with Red in my lap as I pulled out his remote and looked at the cameras and spotted Steve not long after, he was inside the infirmary no doubt looking to prey of my little doll. I switched it off, but I could tell it made Red uneasy when she saw it, it made her cringe as she clanged to me again like I was some kind of savior of hers.
Switching it to yesterday's footage, and rewinding the said-one I was interested in, I say, "Well are you ready my sweet?"
She shook her head no.
I laughed as I hit play, and it rolled from the time I finished making my bed ready to sleep in it, to the time I woke up and found her in it with me, to me looking for the medicine bottle, to me sighing when I realized I goofed where she glomped me and it continued on from there. I watched and anticipated her reactions at her own foolery that night. She began to turn redder and redder by the minute and it gave me goosebumps just seeing her getting so flushed over herself when she was a little over-drugged. She tried to cover her face and look away, but I just wasn't having it, I pulled her hands away which forced her to continue to watch in horror. By the time it got to the end, where she called me "hot stuff", I could tell she wanted to crawl under a rock and hide. As it ended I couldn't determine whether if she was angry or embarrassed at first, but not until she slapped me full across my face did I know she was pissed at me. I smirked as I laughed. I let this one passed because I was just too amused by her angry little face as she looked up at me and continued to burn hate from those dangerous eyes of hers. I loved it when she was angry, that passionate look of hate of hers really turns me on, and I craved desperately for more of it every time I see it.
"You drugged me on purpose Mal!" She hissed at me with fury dripping from her tongue as she raged on, "How could you?!...You're so disgusting, I can't even stand to look at you. Let me go, I just want to go now. I'm done with this."
I continued to laugh with tears beading up in the corner of my eyes, as she struggled to get out my arms. She didn't stop trying either, I could tell I really upset her this time as she tried to pry my hands from her body. I finally caught my breath as I looked at her with humor dancing in my eyes.
I fondly replied, "Actually I didn't do that on purpose, I wasn't aware of how you would be affected by it, but when I thought about it. It made sense since you were so small in frame, the dosage was apparently too much for you, and so you were pretty loopy last night."
"So you took it upon yourself to take advantage of me then?" She shrieked at me trying to keep me away from her as far as she could.
"Roxanne, I could have taken advantage of you last night, but as you could see, I didn't. I was though pretty hot and bothered after "your advances" towards me, but I did, in fact, behave myself and you should feel grateful that I could contain my lust for you." I said with a wicked smile as I drew my face close to hers.
She pushed my face back as she blushed and angrily remarked, "You didn't have to sleep with me though."
"You begged me to my sweet, and who was I to say no." I purred as I took hold of her hand that continued to push my face from hers.
"N..No, I didn't!" She stammered as she used her other hand to pushed me back again, but I took that one too.
"You're in denial Red, and it's adorable." I said with a smirk as I took both her hands into one of mine and used my other hand to drew her chin closer to me as I drawled on, "I'll tell you what, I'll let this go on one condition."
"W-What's that?" She stuttered as she struggled against me to free herself, but to no avail.
My smile widens as I replied, "I was gonna have you call me "master", but then again I love it when you say my name when you're angry. If you want me to drop this little incident, then call me by what you said in that footage. It excited me when you did, and I wanna hear it again. Say it one more time, and I'll leave you alone about it for the rest of the night."
I could tell she was turning as red as her hair as every passing word slipped from my mouth. I let go of her face as she shook her head no in response.
I then laughed and said, "No?...Is it that hard to say, my sweet?"
"J-Just once? Do I really have to?..." She squeaked in a low voice.
I grinned and said yes.
I could tell this was wearing her down as she slumped her shoulders in defeat and shyly, but angrily replied, "I hate you, hot stuff. Now can we just go!"
I snorted because I should have seen that coming. I pulled her by her wrists and place my other hand on her back to pull her closer towards me as I planted a kiss on her head, and said, "I suppose that will do for now my sweet."
She glared at me as I picked her up and we left the office as I figured it was late enough. Interesting enough I was actually feeling tired after all that excitement and fun I had messing with my sweet little doll.
Roxanne's Pov:
Jerk!...Jerk!...Jerk!...Stupid jerk!... I hate him so much!...I couldn't believe how stupid I behaved on that monitor...And I know he was lying when he said he wouldn't tease me anymore if I called him that...that...name...I don't think I could be more embarrassed in my life than what I just went through today...I've got to get out of here somehow...
Mal carried me again, this was becoming a habit now, and I hated relying on him to do that for me. I really wanted to just go on my own, but with this stupid foot full of stitches, I just couldn't, and it sucked too. I watched as we walked past the nurse's office and back into the elevator again. I guess with Steve and his bands of idiots, I had no choice but to go back up to the third floor. Mal took me to my cell room and I unlocked it when he gave me the key and Mal put me on my bed, I turned and started to crawl into the covers, but stopped when I noticed Mal locked himself in with me. I looked up feeling anxious because of what transpired last time he locked himself in my cell room.
He looked at me and said, "Don't sweat it, I'm not going to try anything tonight. So just get under the covers and scoot over."
I hesitatingly but slowly do as he says, and wait to see what he does next. He got in the bed with me and under the covers but didn't put his hands on me.
"Why are you sleeping with me?" I asked cautiously.
"Because with Steve wondering around, my cell is one of the next places he'll look, unless you rather I just go back to my cell and let him find you later and do what-," Mal said, but I cut him off.
"Okay, I get it." I said wearily as I scooted over even more towards the wall.
"What?!..You didn't mind sleeping with me last night or that other night." He replied as he yawned as he stretched out on his back as he folded his arms behind his head.
"I wasn't myself last night Mal, and you know it, and as for that other night, I was afraid okay!?...The cells doors were not working right and the guys in your hall are real creeps." I said in a small voice as I peered at him under the covers.
"Whatever, you know you just wanted to sleep with me." He said with a cocky tone as he turned his face in my direction and smirked at me.
I glared at him and rolled over facing the wall and said nothing else to him for the rest of the night even though I heard him chuckle at my discomfort. I laid there for a few minutes as I felt my body begin to relax and discover just how tired I was from all tension and stress that was brought on by the day and Mal's teasing. I soon was out like a light and didn't remember much after that.
Mal's Pov:
I noticed it wasn't long after I aggravated my sweet, that she passed out soon after. I rolled over giving her my back too and placed my walkie by the pillow in case my boys had anything else to relate to me before the night was over. I closed my eyes and pondered over today's activities and all the things I was gonna do tomorrow when I got up. I had to get my sweet back to her cot in the infirmary before that old bat would have a fit in the morning, but I wouldn't worry about it until I got up early tomorrow. Then I thought of my doll...An image of her face came to mind as I laid there. I had felt a strange stirring within me whenever I do now, and I found it unnerving, but kind of alluring at the same time.
What was this strange feeling that was growing within me?...Every day I wanted to spend more of my time with her, then I normally would with any of my past ones...What was this fatal attraction I had with her?...One thing that I did know was that I was growing impatient, and I wanted her innocence all to myself...And that kiss she refuses me every time I come close to getting it...I will make her mine no matter how long it takes...She will be mine...
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