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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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Mal's Pov:
I don't know what the hell Red was thinking tonight by stealing my keys, making me chase her all over this place, playing hit and miss in the library and now this...trying to escape out the front exit doors. Was that her plan along?...Running away from juvie?...There was no way in Hell I'd let her leave?...Don't tell me I finally broke her tonight?...The way she cried and hit me just now proves that she's finally hit her breaking point...
My thoughts were interrupted when one of the huge guard dogs threw itself onto the door barking menacingly nearly pushing it open, and giving Roxanne a scare as she tightens her grip around my waist. The dog was yanked back on its leash by Raph, my parole officer as he nods his head in my direction to indicate he saw nothing and I nod mine to confirm it. I held the door in place as I locked it back up, and took my keys back. I sigh as I collected myself.
I'm not gonna lie, but that stunt she pulled in the library was the most fun I've had in awhile. I didn't think she was wild enough to pull something like that off. Looking down at her wary stature, I could tell her strength was dwindling rapidly, she was slowly but surely starting to catch her breath as she clung to my waist as helplessly as a lost child, but it still didn't stop me from being furious with her for her disobedience. I've let her slide too long, and it's been fun watching her temper unravel before my eyes, but if I didn't put her in her place soon, I was gonna have more problems with her further down the line. I look down to see her trembling uncontrollably as tears continued to pour down her cheeks as she took ragged breaths trying to calm down.
So it was then that I grabbed her by her forearms and forced her to look at me as I peered down at her darkly and said, "That's enough. Stop your damn crying because it's not gonna change anything."
She didn't say a word but continued to look up at me with wide fearful eyes as he lips quivered, with her full attention I continued on, "From now on I will be laying down some rules, and you will follow them, and if you decide to make the choice to refuse to follow them or disobey me again, I will punish you in whatever means I see fit. Have I made myself clear?"
She said nothing as she looked down at our feet. I let go of one of her arms and grabbed her chin with more force than I had intended because she instantly flinched at my touch as I forced her to look at me.
"Did you hear me, Roxanne? Have I made myself clear to you?" I said in a dangerous tone of voice that could cut through steel as our eyes connected, I could see the fear in her eyes wavering.
She closed her eyes tight and nodded her head violently to confirm her answer.
I let go of her face and her other arm as well as I said, "Good."
She turned her back to me as she finished wiping her face and regaining her composure as I turn around surveying the hallway and considered how I would handle the situation further. I knew ways to bend her to my will, but I had not come to a decision on which one was best to use at the moment as I shuffled back around to see her glaring up at me again with what little bit of fire that was left still burning in her eyes.
She took what few steps that were between us as she dared to look up at me with a passionate scowling stare as she hissed, "I hate you, and I wish I could just make you feel for once how alone and defeated I feel now. You're a monster!"
I chuckled out loud at her act of defiance yet again and said, "I've been called worse. You'll get used to it."
I smirked as her eyes flashed with hot rage as I watched it consume her as she replied, "Someday Mal...Someday, you're gonna mess with the wrong girl and you're gonna wish you didn't...And I hope to who or whatever you hold so dearest to, that it's me because I will not have any mercy on you when you finally push me too far."
I could feel my blood pressure rising, but at the same time, I was intrigued that she thought she could actually stand equal to me. The little fool...Just how far is she willing to push her luck with me tonight?...
"You really think you can hold your own against me?," I challenged as a smile wickedly crossed my lips as I look down at her.
She backed up a few steps as I went on, "After everything you tried tonight?...You still think you can get the better of me, do you?"
"I can do anything I set my mind to. I got out of that cell and walked on his damnable foot and almost made it out of here if it wasn't for you preventing me from leaving!" She shrieked at me with balled up fists at her sides as she glared dangerously up at me not backing down.
"I'm not afraid of you, Mal!" She screamed at me with an intensity I never knew she possessed.
"Fascinating, my little hellcat considering the fact that you should be." I mused as I clicked my tongue in a disapproving way and tilted my head to the side as I regarded her with further interest.
Just what will I do with this naughty little girl of mine?...I'll definitely have to punish her sooner than I thought...
"Well guess what?...I'm not. So there!," She snapped back as she grabbed the front end of my shirt and pulled me down to her eye level and continued, "And you know something else Mal, I will never let you touch me ever again as long as there is air in my lungs. I will fight you until I have nothing left. I will-,"
Her words were cut short when a voice rang across the hall and stopped several feet away as they said, "Still having woman problems, Mal?.."
At the sound of that boastful voice, I knew exactly which lowly peon it was. Steve.
I cocked my head in his direction as Red froze still holding me in place as I grinned smugly and say, "At least I have one. What's that say about you?"
For a split second I could see anger and annoyance flash through his eyes, but then he smiled as he said, "Careful Mal. I did bring a few friends with me."
At the last part of his statement, he snapped his fingers and all his thugs started coming out of the woodwork outnumbering me from over twenty to one. One by one, they were all leering at us as they started making their way towards me and Red carrying bats, clubs, pipes, knives, shivs, and other hand-made weapons. I wasn't sure if I could hold all of them off in time before my boys could get here, but I'd damn sure teach them the meaning of pain until then. I removed Roxanne's trembling hands from my shirt as I turned around and push her back behind me as I called for back up on the walkie. I could feel her clutching onto me from behind as I stood there gathering my thoughts and regarding Steve's movements with keen scrutiny. He seemed very interesting in what belongs to me as I watch his eyes flickered with longing as his gaze remained glued onto Red. It pissed me off that he had the audacity to ogle her in front me in my presence. She was mine!
"So what now?," Steve said as he took a few paces in my direction as he held his arms up in the air dramatically with a smug grin as he continues on, "You wanna dance?"
"Only if you wanna die tonight." I challenged with a smirk as I raised an eyebrow.
Before I could say anything else Red was tugging on my shirt, I scowled as I hissed at her, "What?! Can't you see I'm busy?!"
"Mal...," She murmured lowly as I could feel her trying to reach in my pockets as she said, "Please give me back my knife now."
"You're not getting it, now be quiet and for once do as I say!" I retorted sharply with a glare as I pulled her hand away from my pockets and placing my hand on her waist as I keep her in place behind me once again.
I could tell it angered her as she gave me a dirty look, but she did as I told her to which surprised me considering how she had not minded me once up until now. I back up a step to close off any space for Steve or any of his thugs to get close enough to grab her; she pressed her hands onto my back once more as I kept a close eye on what was going on around me.
"Mal, I'm scared." She whispered softly into my back as I could feel her hands trembling as she held onto me.
"You should have thought of that when you got out bed tonight, then shouldn't you?!" I replied indifferently not taking my eyes off of the scene in front of me.
"I'm sorry I know should have listened to you." She choked out which was barely audible to my ears.
Little Red apologizing to me?...Sounds like music to my ears...
" 'About time you realized that. Now for the last time, can it," I said smugly as I continued, "Let the men talk for a change. This is a fight for the big boys, and a little girl like you will only get in the way. Do as you're told, and I might be in a merciful mood later when I punish you."
She didn't utter a word after that, so I returned my full attention back to Steve, who looked intrigued by our little conversation we just had, he crossed his arms over his massive chest as he regarded the both of us with close observation. He took another couple of steps towards me with a rusty pipe that one of his thugs just handed him as he chuckled to himself.
He cocked his head to the side with an unhinged smile gracing his lips as he said, "I have to ask, do you want her because I do, or do you want her because you've finally grown soft?...Which is it, Mal?...I'm curious."
I was taken back by that comment as I gave him a scowling stare and growled as I clenched my fists at my sides. I could see my knuckles turning white from squeezing them so tight, then I took a breathe as I smiled and then laughed at him. The fool had some nerve asking me that when he knew damn well that I don't even show my weakest rival any pity or mercy whatsoever, so asking me if I love or even possess any kind of feelings for a girl is the most absurd mockery he could even concoct.
Even so, regardless of whatever it was that was rooting and festering itself up in my system...I knew not what I felt for Roxanne when it came to those terms...All I knew was that I desired to have complete possession of her and that I refuse to let anyone else have her...I would kill anyone that even thought to touch her or even approach her...She belongs to me...And me alone...
"Want has nothing to do with it nor does anything else that you are attempting to suggest. I took her because I can," I said with a devious smile as I watched the smug look on his face fall as I went on, "And aside from that, she made the decision on her own free will to become mine. Her body is now mine and her life as well. And there is no lowly peon in this shithole that can take her from me. You can try if you like, but you will fail."
I could feel Red as her fingers tightened their grip on the cloth of my shirt, my statement clearly made her uncomfortable, and I liked that. It made me feel good. Real good. Seeing her uneasy and squirming in my presence has always excited me, and right now was no exception either.
"Feeling out-classed about now, are we Steve?" I taunted as I could see the veins in his neck and face cording as his temperature began to rise.
His eyes blazed into mine for a moment as I could tell I hit a nerve, I could tell he was now contemplating on just how he was going to best me in this fight, with a smirk he said, "You do realize your highness that you are outnumbered here. You really don't think you'll be able to keep any of us from snatching her up as soon as-,"
His words were interrupted and cut short when a ruckus started in the back of the crowd towards the end of the hall as Pete and one of my other boys swung their weapons and knocking some of Steve's fools to the side as they made their way to the front of the crowd. I could see a glint of annoyance flash across Steve's face as they stopped and stood on both sides of me glaring at the crowd of peons just waiting for the slightest twitch of my hands or even a word to escape my lips to indicate my tiniest of desires. I knew without a doubt if I wanted a man dead either one of them wouldn't hesitate or question my authority and carry it out as if it was no more a burden to them than doing a simple house chore. With a smug smile finding its way to my lips, I could tell I was able to have one hell of a night as Pete handed me back my bat from earlier, I grip it between my fingers as I tapped it in my other hand lightly.
"One by one, you are all going to kneel to your king before this night is over, and if you don't...," I drawled in a calm but deadly tone as my eyes glided over all their faces and stopping on Steve's as I went on, "...Well, you know what happens when I don't get what I want. Somebody's gonna pay...with their blood."
I laughed as I saw fear welling up in the eyes of the majority of the fools that knew better than to test me. Their fear fueled my lust to smite them. Seeing the blood boil on Steve's face as he strolled rigidly up to me, I could tell my words had gotten to him and that was all fine with me because it wasn't going to take me much to knock him back into his place. He stopped within arms' length as we both study each other with a sharp and intense gaze, I could still feel Roxanne's body pressed tightly against mine from behind as if she could disappear from sight if she pressed into me harder. I had to put a stop that in a moment or I would have more trouble down the road if I didn't.
Roxanne's Pov:
Mal went from being scary to a full-blown nightmare, and I honestly didn't think he could get any scarier, but he proved me wrong tonight. The power and authority in his voice were intensely dominating just now, and I could feel it as every word reverberated through his body as I held on to his backside. It was mind-numbing how he could strike fear into all those around him including his own group. The things he said only proved that I was right...he never saw me as a person. I was nothing more than a possession to him, a toy, and it really disturbed me that that's what he saw when he looked at me with his menacing stare. For the life of me, I couldn't figure out why it even bothered me he felt that way, I was convinced that I had no feelings for him, so why did it bother me then?
As terrified of him as I was, I couldn't even let go of him because as crazy as it may sound, I was actually more scared of Steve and his thugs and what they would do to me if one of them grabbed me right now. Mal just felt safer for the moment being anyways, or at least that's what I was trying to tell myself when I pressed myself flat against his back, trying to hide myself from the view of the lewd stares that surrounded us.
I suddenly felt Mal's hand grabbed me and shoved back against the glass doors as he growled not breaking his eye contact with Steve and to me, he said, "Stay there unless I say otherwise. Disobey me and you will regret it."
I didn't answer his demand, but I did what he said anyways. He didn't need my answer from the looks of it, he seems to know I would do it. I stood back against the doors as I watched Mal, Pete, and this other guy I haven't seen before who was taller than both Mal and Pete and was very well-rounded with little to no hair on top of his head. They guarded Mal well on both sides and from the looks of it, they were ready to pounce at any time if anyone tried to make a move on him. I could see Steve who was taller than Mal by what looked like a foot was glaring down at him with obvious hatred and then without warning, he swung his pipe at Mal who caught it with one hand and from the sound of it he was probably smirking as he chuckled at him. That seemed to piss Steve off, because now he was trying to yank back his weapon, but Mal wasn't letting go, and when Steve took a wide pull on it, I watched as Mal's fingers lightly released their grip on it and in the next second Steve went stumbling back a few feet and nearly fell. He regained his balance and swore as he dangerously trodden towards Mal again with the intent to maim blaring hotly in his narrow-slitted eyes.
Suddenly both Mal's and Pete's walkies went off at the same time as one of the guys I didn't recognize answered and said they were almost there and it would be another few minutes. Mal nodded his head to Pete to answer it, and he did.
From Mal's body language, I could tell he was about to get serious now as he twisted his neck earning a few popping sounds that followed, then he rolled his shoulders loosely as he lifted his bat a little higher and waited patiently on Steve's approaching figure. Steve noticed and lifted his weapon as well, but Mal was quicker and more agile as he leaped up in the air and brought his bat down on Steve's head as I cover my face with my hands and watched through the cracks of my fingers what followed. Almost instantly chaos broke loose as the rest of Mal's boys showed up and fights started breaking out, I pressed myself flat against the glass in fear as a handful of thuggish-looking guys came closer towards us. Pete and the round guy clubbed each one that got too close to Mal and me, and Mal continued to pour down blows on Steve repeatedly who also got a few good hits in on Mal, but Mal didn't back down. He fought like a wild man as he punched, kicked, and headbutted Steve who staggered into an entrance hall table and breaking it with his clumsy fall. Mal strolled over like a satisfied cat as he pulled Steve up off the floor by his hair and started slamming his face in a broken mirror over and over that hung right about the table he just broke when he fell. After a moment Mal paused with that dark and dangerously look I've seen him wear before, as he stood there watching the blood drip from Steve blooded nose and busted lip and then he reached in his pocket and pulled out my knife.
I watched in horror as my stomach twisted into knots as Mal let go of Steve for a moment, and watched him laid there not moving. With blade in hand, Mal snatched up one of his arms and started carving something on Steve's forearm with a devilish grin plastered across his face which was covered in blood from bashing in Steve's face continuously. Mal laughed the entire time even after he was done. This side of Mal really scared me, I wanted to run, but my body wouldn't move. It wouldn't budge. I was frozen in fear. All I could do was stand there and watch helplessly as Mal put the blade away and straddled him and started landed blow after blow to an unconscious Steve, some of the other guys under Steve's authority saw and attempted to intervene, but Mal or one of Mal's guys took them out each time they stepped in. At one point Mal stopped and wiped the blood from his face as he looked up as he rose, our eyes met for only a split second but in that split second, I saw a lot of things in them that disturbed me. Lust. Hunger. Power. Death.
Instantly I looked away as I cringed and tried to inch away from the fighting bodies surrounding me, I had no way to protect myself, and the only one who said they would protect me was the one I was convinced I needed protecting from. I closed my eyes tightly wishing this was all just a bad dream and at any moment I would wake up and be back home in bed. With only having to worry about school and my little brother stealing the last soda from the fridge, and trying to get along with my mother. I'd even go on one of my dad's boring "father and daughter day outs" that he always wants to do every couple of weeks. If I ever get out of here, I will never do anything to land myself back here again, I swore it.
A shiver went down my spine when I felt a hand caress my face. I thought...Oh, God...No... My eyes snapped open as I see a perverted tall gangly-looking guy hovering over me with his hand touching my face, and his other grabbing the hem of my shirt, but before he could lift it up the rounded guy that came with Pete shoved him to the side. He pushed me behind him and as the other guy came back for more, and decked him with his club knocking him unconscious as he flew into the closet wall. I stayed close behind him as he continued to whack other guys out of the way, but at one point a few guys charged all at him at once which almost caused him to crush me as he started backing into me. I quickly side-stepped out of the way and looked around frantically for Mal, but saw no sign of him. I started to feel anxious as I looked for maybe a fallen weapon or something. Anything at this point. I saw the clothed-table earlier tonight I used to hide from Mal, Steve, and the others, I made my way to it with quick strides while my heart pounding loudly in my ears as I crawled back under it and scooting myself up against the wall. I tucked my feet up to my chest as I held myself and buried my face in my knees while I waited it out hoping morning would come soon and that Chris or Chef or anyone would stop them.
Mal's Pov:
After I took care of Steve, I weaved my way into the swarm of bodies struggling and fighting one another, I then started taking out stress on more peons as my adrenaline started to pump back up. I lost my bat at some point, but it didn't stop me from landing punches into each and every fool that was stupid enough to cross me. I went so far as to even stab a few of them if the idea pleased me, I watched as they doubled over clutching themselves in pain as blood leaked out of their wounds, I smirked and moved on to my next victim. I could do this kind of thing all night, the blood never bothered me a bit.
At one point something was tugging at the back of my mind, then I remembered I left Red by herself at the entrance doors, I turn back around and send a couple of them flying as I try to get a good look in her direction. As I finally get a better view, I can see some punk touching her with his hands all over her, I could feel my blood starts to boil as I start trashing every fool that dares get in my way as I strolled back up to the doors. I stopped and smirked when I saw Big Ed taking care of the situation, but my eyes never left her as I watched her stand behind him with fear looming in her eyes. I scowled as I turn back around when I felt something hit the side of my face and see some punk-ass idiot with a table leg tightly wedged between both his hands looking anxiously back at me when he realized who he just hit. I jumped on him as he screamed in terror and pounded his face in the ground without a second thought, I didn't stop until he stopped moving then I looked back up to check on Red, but she wasn't there anymore. Shit!...
Surveying the room frantically, I see my bat and quickly make my way and snatch it back up and knock out another fool that got in my way as I started combing through all the bodies in search of her, then I get a buzz from Pete on the walkie.
"Hey boss, your chick is hiding under the table on the left-hand side there close to the main office. I saw her head that way when things started getting hairy with Big Ed. Can't say I'd blame her there." Pete said as we both locked eyes and I nodded to confirm I heard him.
In no time at all, I spotted the entrance table Pete was referring to that Roxanne was hiding under, I couldn't see her due to the tablecloth, but I could see a trail of blood leading up to it, her stitches must have finally given by now. I smirked. She's got a lot more pain tolerance than I gave her credit for, but by now I'm sure she's probably in too much shock right now to feel it.
I stood in front of the table as I took hold of the cloth and ripped it off as I flung the fabric aside and lean down to collect my wayward little pet. Crouching low enough so I can peer underneath the table, I could see Red backed up to the wall with her head in her arms which were wrapped tightly around her tiny figure. She didn't even notice I was looking at her, not until I poked her with the end of my bat which caused her to jump as her eyes widen in fear for a split second, but when she saw me and the fear in her gaze dimmed down some.
I growled as I said, "I told you to stay put. You really like pissing me off don't you, toots."
Her lips moved but no sounds escape them as she stared back up at me like she was about to cry, I really didn't wanna deal with that just now.
"Come on," I began as I attempted to pull her out from under there. "I don't have time for this right-,"
My words got cut off as some punk bent down and tried to punch me in my face, but I grabbed him by the throat and slammed him down in the floor in front of Red who was still partially underneath the table as I held him in place and started pounded him. He tried to snake his arms around mine that held him down, but I never left up as the rest of him was thrashing around on the floor. He began begging me to stop, but I only laughed and punched his bloody face hard; in the corner of my eye, I could see Roxanne backing up and retreating back underneath the table to avoid being caught up in my little scuffle. I finally let the ignorant oaf go as I watched him back away on all fours as he then gets up and ran for it. Tonight was his lucky night, I had better things to do besides maim some unknown fool that made the mistake of crossing my path.
I turned my attention back to Red and indicated with a nod of my head that it was clear, but she was still frozen in place as she stared back at me with terror. Apparently, this was not something she was used to seeing, so I swore as I grabbed one of her legs and yanked her towards me as she yelped in surprise. As soon as her face closed into mine, she covered hers with her hands in an attempt to shield herself from me, I didn't waste any more time as I roped my free arm around her waist and pulled her up to her feet. She gasped, but soon realized I wasn't going to harm her as I kept her close to me as I began clearing a path to get out. She clung to me once again like earlier at the front exit doors, but I wasn't bothered by it, I needed her to stay close if I was to get her out of here and to safety. Every time some fool would get too close, I swung my bat and sent them flying and Red would just bury her face in my side to avoid witnessing it with her own eyes. I could tell she was terrified of everything that was going around us as she wrapped her arms further around my waist and tried to keep up the pace. Her legs were shorter than mine, so it slowed me down some as weaved in and out bodies and stepped over a few, at some point, she kept tripping and I was beginning to lose my patience, so I stopped briefly as she looked at me with confusion. In one swift move, I lifted her off the ground with one arm and tossed her over my shoulder and began to jog towards the infirmary. She squealed in surprise as she dug her nails into my back as I trodden on as I swatted pests out of the way with my bat until I made it to the door of the infirmary, it was opened due to Steve and his thugs from earlier when they broke into it. I turned on the lights and re-locked the door, and then with Roxanne still hanging onto me, I headed towards the bathroom.
"M-Mal...Y-You can put me down now." She stammered softly as I stopped at the door and opened it and dropped her to the floor inside as I turned to close it.
Roxanne's Pov:
Watching Mal beat that guy senseless right in front me scared the hell of out me just now, so when he turned back around and pulled me out from under the table, I thought for a moment I was going to be next, but he didn't harm me. So now being alone in the bathroom with him in the infirmary was kind of nerve-racking, I didn't know what he was going to do and it bothered me.
He pulled out his walkie and said, "Pete, keep every Tom, Dick, and Harry out of the infirmary as I take care of my business. That's an order."
"Gotcha' boss," Pete replied through the noise and static in the background as he concluded, "Big Ed already on the way, nobody should be entering at this point."
"Good. Keep it that way." Mal said indifferently as he put away the walkie and turned his attention back to me.
I squirmed under his scowling scrutiny as I backed away slowly towards the sink, he followed and pushed me to the side as he bent down and opened the cabinet doors to sink and pulled out a small tannish-looking pan. He didn't say a word the entire time as he stood back up and stuck it underneath the sink faucet filling it up with water until it was full enough to his satisfaction then he turned off the sink and carefully put the small pan on the floor and told me to sit on the toilet as he kneels in front of it. I hesitantly do as he says as he crouches down on his knees and takes hold of my foot and examines it closely and then glances back up with an irritable look at me, but doesn't say a word as began cleaning my wound. I was still afraid of him at this point but was surprised at how someone that could do such terrible things was the same person that was sitting here on the floor taking care of my wound. If he wanted to he could kill me right now, but he didn't or hasn't chosen to, not yet.
I plucked up the courage and asked him timidly in a small voice, "Are you going to punish me now?"
He didn't answer me at first, so I thought he was ignoring me for the moment, but then he said without looking up in a miffed voice, "Not right now, but I should considering how much trouble you've caused me tonight."
I winced at the pain as he continued to wash the filth from my foot, I was too busy being scared and caught up in everything around me to noticed how much pain my foot was in at this point. Looking down as I gritted my teeth to bear the prickling pain, I watched as Mal ran his rough fingers over my wound and seeing blood cloud up the once clean pan to the brim with dirt and well...my blood. How someone like Mal could be so cruel one minute and almost human the next still startled me, I honestly don't know how to respond to it. As soon as he was done cleaning my wound, he tossed me a washcloth to dry it off as he poured out the dirty/bloody water in the sink, I rose to get up, but before I could he grabbed me again as he lifted me up and took me back to the main room in the infirmary. There he dropped me once again, but on the cot, I had been using and told me to stay put as he began searching the cabinet like last time he looked at my foot, he returned shortly with supplies. I noticed this time he had a pair of scissors with him, I looked up at him with worry and confusion.
He saw my face and said irritably, "You completely tore the stitches I put in last night toots. Way to go, now I'll have to cut and pull out what's left of them. If you had been a good girl and stayed in bed, I wouldn't have to be doing this now, would I?"
"Maybe if you weren't such a jerk in the first place, I would have stayed in bed." I snapped back him as my eyes blazed into his when he looked up into mine.
He smirked as he said smugly, "I was wondering when that little spunk of yours was going to rear it's pretty little head again."
"As a word of warning, don't push your luck with me, toots because when I'm done playing doctor here with you, your punishment will be up next." He said as he sat on the end of the bed and took hold of my foot in his lap.
I bite my tongue and said nothing as he continued with a lewd grin plastered on his face as his eyes never left mine, "You might want to lay down and grab onto your pillow, because I'm sure in a minute you'll be screaming like last night if you know what I mean, princess."
I glared at him with intense dislike as I complied with his request by laying back and taking hold of my pillow and hugging it to my chest while I waited anxiously for him to began so he could get it over with.
"Wow, toots. You must be either tired or I'm starting to make a breakthrough with you," Mal commented smugly as I could feel him snipping some of the ruined stitches in my foot as he went on, "Now all we have to do is work on that stubborn little attitude of yours."
I wanted to reach up and slap him, but after everything I witnessed tonight I was too afraid of what he would do to me if I did, so I just kept my lips sealed as he continued to doctor my foot and taunt me the entire time.
"I'm beginning to think that you're ignoring me, Red. Is that it?" He said almost cheerfully not even looking up from his work.
"No." I mumbled as I gritted my teeth as he began to pull out the bad stitches one by one.
"Then why so quiet? Do you hate me that much?" He asked with the same tone and still not looking at me as he continued to be engrossed in what he was doing.
"What do you want me to say, Mal? I've already said my piece for the night. I thought I made it clear how I felt." I said not looking at him either.
"So you do hate me after all then?! Lucky me." He said evenly which sounded more like a statement than a question.
He chuckled at my silence and didn't say much after that. I was becoming painfully aware of his presence while I watched him work, his stare was serious and very piercing as he put all his focus on sewing up my foot. I could tell he was very unhappy with me due to his body language and the vibes he was giving off as he sat there rigidly like he preferred to be elsewhere than here having to fix me. I began to wring in pain and did my best not to scream out loud or squirm so much as he began to stitch it back up, I was starting to feel self-conscious with myself when I realized I never did thank him for doing this for me the first time around.
Mal's Pov:
Roxanne's uncomfortableness was becoming very obvious to me at this point, but it didn't bother me much at the moment. I had already decided in my mind on how I would punish her tonight when I finished up these stitches and she wasn't getting out of it either.
My thoughts were interrupted when I heard her humbly speak, "Mal?"
"What?" I said with annoyance not looking up from what I was doing.
There was a pause and I was beginning to think she wasn't going to continue, but then she said, "Mal...I...want to say thank you..."
I cut her off as I stop and look at back at her and say, "For what?...I wasn't protecting you for any heroic reasons you know.."
"I know, you're not that type of guy, but that's not why I was thanking you." She said in a small voice.
"Oh really? Then why are you thanking me?" I asked in curiosity as I raised an eyebrow at her. This was indeed very curious to me.
"I was trying to thank you for doing what your doing now. You don't have to but you are, and I...just kind of felt bad that I never got around to thanking you last time you did this." She shyly said looking down like this was the hardest thing for her to do.
I was intrigued and amused as I reached over to her and grabbed a hold of her chin and looked her dead in the eyes as I said, "You think I'm doing this out of the kindness of my heart, do you? Well, let me set you straight then, if you ever pull a move like you did tonight again, I will let you bleed out and not even bat an eye next time it happens. The punishment next time this happens will be a lot worse than the one I've chosen for you tonight."
She winced under my sharp gaze as I let go of her chin and finished up the job. I handed her some more pills for the pain, but she refused them.
"Just take them." I said sternly.
"No, you drugged me once, I refuse to let you drug me a second time around." She said shaking her head angrily in refusal.
"Fine. If you rather be in pain, then that's up to you toots, but last time was a fluke, and mistake on my part." I said as I got up and put all the supplies and things I used back where I got them.
I came back shortly to see her sitting up on the edge of the bed still hugging her pillow looking nervously around, I smirked because we both knew what time it was, but before I could announce my plans on correcting her disobedience tonight my walkie went off and Big Ed said most of the fight was done and heading our way to bandage up some of their wounded themselves.
I groaned but okayed it anyways, besides I still had the bathroom for some privacy. I took the pillow out of her grasps and didn't wait for her to complain or protest as I took her with me to the bathroom and locked the door in place. She hobbled to the wall between the shower and the tub as I sauntered my way towards her, I could see her anxiety building as I drew nearer to her. I stopped when I had her pinned to the wall with both hands pressed against either side of her, I leaned down with my face just inches from hers I could see she wanted to be anywhere but here right now.
I chuckled quietly as I said, "Tonight I'm feeling generous toots, you can either take your punishment or you could give me that kiss instead that you continue to refuse me. What will it be?"
"What is the punishment?" She murmured barely audible in my ears.
My eyes widen for a second, and then I laughed out of amusement. She rather be punished then kiss me?...She must really hate me?...How adorable...
"Trust me, Red you don't want to know what I have in store for you. Be wise, take the kiss and call it a night." I said with a sly smile as I enjoyed every second of watching her squirm uncomfortably in my presence.
She didn't say anything for a minute, I could tell she was debating on trying to find a way around it, and it was cute to watch, but I was losing my patience I wanted that kiss because I knew how important was to her, and if I took it, I knew she would be devastated by it.
"Do you remember that little talk we had earlier?" I said severely as I grabbed her shoulders tightly making my point obvious.
"Y-Yes!" She squeaked out as she turned her head sideways and shut her eyes tight to avoid my sharp gaze.
"Good, because right now would be a good time to practice obeying me, you don't want me to have to hurt you." I growled in her ear as she shuddered in fear.
"Okay, I'll do it, but-," She began, but I cut her off because she said, "but".
"What do you mean "but"?!" I demanded as she started shaking as she looked back at me nervously.
"I-I...I never kissed anyone before. I don't know how it's done." She stammered looking down at our feet as she flushed.
I smirked as I released her and grabbed her chin as I made her look into my eyes as I slyly said, "I remember you telling me that back in the hot tub about that. Don't you worry your pretty little head, leave that up to me, toots. I'll teach you what to do."
At the mention of the hot tub incident, I saw her cheeks flush as she avoided looking me directly in my eyes. I smiled wickedly because I knew I had her now.
Roxanne's Pov:
I couldn't believe Mal was going to make me kiss him, but I was feeling overpowered by him, and I didn't know what he'd do if I refused him so I had no choice but to give up my first kiss to this insensitive jerk. I hated him for it, and he knew it too. Without even a word of warning, Mal grabbed my legs as he lifted me up and slammed me up against the wall as I was forced to grab a hold of him because I didn't know what else to do with my hands since his whole chest was all tightly pressed up against mine. I gasped as I felt myself turn even redder at this intense closeness pushed upon me so suddenly, I was starting to feel weak in his grasps like earlier tonight when he forced his way into my bath. He was looking at me too intensely and it was making me uneasy, I was beginning to find it hard to breathe.
"Now put your arms around me and close your eyes, and I will demonstrate how the rest works. Do not pull away either." He replied with a serious tone as I could feel his breath on me.
It was hot and it was making me feel strange, my stomach was starting to flop again like earlier but only different. I couldn't explain it, to be honest, it was making me feel squeamish. I did as Mal told me to, I hesitantly placed my hands around his neck which only drew me even closer to him and it really didn't help my nervousness one bit. He smirked at me and then before I could even blink he crushed his lips against mine so roughly I hardly had time to react. I could feel my insides doing flips and I couldn't think at all. I dug my fingers into his shirt for support as I closed my eyes tight and waited for it to be over, but then he didn't stop. What he did next startled me, his tongue was tickling my lips, and trying to force its way into my mouth, I immediately panicked and jerked my head back from the kiss.
His eyes shot opened and glared at me dangerously and said with a deadly tone, "I thought I told you not to pull away! What the hell was that?!"
I squeezed my eyes closed shut and whimpered as I said, "I...I p..panicked because you were trying to put your tongue in my mouth, okay. I thought we were just kissing. What was that?!"
His eyes soften a bit and then he laughed, "Are you telling me you don't know what French kissing is either?"
I flushed as I turned away and mumbled, "I heard of it, but I've never been kissed like that either. This is all too weird for me, okay."
With amusement dancing in his eyes, Mal then said, "How adorable, Red. You really are innocent, aren't you?"
I made a face and then glared at him for making fun of me, and said, "Stop picking on me. I'm not that kind of girl that goes around kissing other guys, and thanks to you, I had to waste my first one on a jerk like you."
"It wasn't that bad was it toots?" He asked raising an eyebrow as he smirked at me.
I blushed and said, "I..I don't know. It was awkward."
He laughed for a moment, but then he got serious again and said, "This time do not pull away when I kiss you, and when I put my tongue in, use yours as well. You'll figure it out."
My eyes got big and my face flushed, I really didn't want to go this far with Mal.
Why was he even doing this?...This in itself was a punishment to me...It was so embarrassing and intimidating coming from him...I really didn't want to do this with him...
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and Mal wasted no time again like last time, and forced his kiss on me as his lips crashed into mine, and he put more force into it as his tongue didn't even wait for my permission. He pushed himself into me and began fighting my tongue for dominance over my mouth, it was mind-numbing and I could feel myself getting weaker by the second and as crazy as this is going to sound I was starting to warm up to it.
I could believe I was actually liking this and from Mal...What was wrong with me?!...Mal was the enemy and I was just fighting him not too long ago in the library...But this feeling...It was driving me crazy...
Mal slowed down some but didn't let up either. He withdrew his tongue and started nibbling my bottom lip, and then before anything else could transpire, a loud banging on the door startled both of us from this strange revery we were just sharing.
Mal put me down and growled as he turned towards the door and barked, "What?!"
I shrunk back into the wall at his rough remark as he unlocked the door and flung it open, and there stood the tall rounded guy from earlier, but when he saw how angry Mal was he backed away some and said, "The fight's over, and Pete told me to tell you he took care of the rest of Steve's gang..."
Mal rolled his eyes and said in a dangerous tone, "Don't interrupt me when I'm busy again unless you have a death wish in mind!"
He stuttered an apology as he backed further away as Mal glared at him a moment longer and then slammed the door in his face. I nervously had sat down on the end of the tub through the whole thing and uneasily waited as Mal whirled back around and stopped to look down at me as though he couldn't decide what he wanted to do next. I nervously held myself as I tried not to make eye contact with him, being kissed by him left me feeling very self-conscious and his rage was so terrifying to behold, he then turned back around in annoyance as he ran his fingers through his hair, that when I noticed something on his back.
Before I could say anything he turned back around looking down at me again and in an annoyed tone of voice he said, "I guess you're free to go for now."
Mal was about to pull me up and help me back to my cot, I bite my bottom lip as I knew this was foolish of me, but it was bothering me so here it goes anyway, I put my hands out in front of me and to indicate that I wanted him to stop, and he cocked a brow at me as I could tell he was losing his patience again.
"Mal, could you turn back around again?" I asked hesitantly fearing that he would refuse me and possibly get even more anger than he already was.
He looked at me with an odd expression on his face and asked, "And Why would I do that?"
"B-Because your back is covered in blood, and I want to look at it." I said trying to build my confidence back up, but I felt like I was failing though.
"Yeah, so what else is new?" He said dryly as he began taking hold of my hands and meaning to pull me up.
This was crazy, but for some realize this was important me, so I decided I wasn't going to back down so I glared at him as I pulled my hands back, and remarked, "Just turn back around already and let me see. Don't be a jerk about it!"
He stopped pulling for a moment and stared at me with this skeptical look on his face as he said, "Why are you so interesting my back? You're not falling for me are ya toots?"
A smirk began to form on his lips when he commented his last bit of words as he dropped my hands and continued to regard me with new interest.
"No, and like hell, if I ever will! I just want to look at your back. Why do you have to be so difficult?" I retorted back at him and praying that I wasn't blushing at his comment because I don't like him. Not one bit.
He laughed at me as he crossed his arms over his chest as he beamed down at me with his smug smile of his as he said, "I'm not the one that's being difficult, you are."
"I am not, you are!" I hissed as I got to my feet as I glared daggers at him as our eyes locked on.
"Oh?...You're not, then why didn't you get back into bed like I told you? Why did you make me chase you all over juvie tonight? Why did you not stay where I told you to earlier?," He took a step towards me as he reached out grabbed hold of my chin roughly forcing to look into his face as he went, "And lastly why are you arguing with me right now? You know what happens when you're being naughty my little wildcat. "
I was becoming really mad at this point even though I knew what he was capable of, I was starting to lose my patience as I slapped his hand off of me and growled, "I don't care about that right now," I snapped at him as I got up carefully and stormed around him to inspect his back as I concluded, "I just want to look. Is that too much to ask?"
I placed my hand on the middle of his back for support so I wouldn't be putting my full weight on my newly stitched up foot, I could feel him stiffening at my touch as I began to look at him again. Somehow this was becoming awkward between the both of us because I never touch him before without being forced into it by him or some other means.
Big Ed's Pov:
I wasn't sure what was going on in there at this point when I heard voicing being raised, but I wasn't foolish enough to knock a second time around, but whatever it was it sounded like it was getting serious; I actually started to pity the chick in there. Suddenly a loud crashing noise went off and it sounded like someone was throwing things in every direction, including the door. I looked from some of the other guys to Pete, who just shook his head like he had already witnessed this kind of thing between the Boss and this new chick of his. Then the angry voices followed:
"Just turn back around already, Mal!"
"No! Now stop throwing shit at me! You wanna piss me off again?!"
"Go to hell!"
"What was that?"
"You heard me I said "go to hell" you stupid jerk!"
"You're really starting to push your luck with me tonight Red!"
"You pushed yours long ago with me! So I don't wanna hear it!"
More stuff was being thrown around at this point in the bathroom as all the other guys were looking from me to Pete nervously like we could somehow settle this by calling the Boss on his walkie or something. It wasn't going to be me this time that was for damn sure, Mal would cook my goose if I did.
Pete sighed uneasily as he pulled out his walkie, I watched thanking my lucky stars it wasn't me as he held down the button and spoke,"Boss?"
There was a pause as the silence in both rooms stretched out for a minute. I beginning to think that maybe the Boss might have killed her at this point, but then Pete's walkie buzzed and we could hear him roar from the walkie and the bathroom.
"What?!"
Pete gulped but kept a straight face, I was awed by his ability to keep his composure. He was always Mal's right-hand man since before I got myself landed in here. The guy had balls that were for sure, and if I had a hat on, I'd tip it to me.
"Not to trying to intervene and disturb your business dealing, but I think half of juvie can hear you guys in there." He said stringing each word carefully as he waited for the Boss's next reply.
In a more calm tone of voice, but with the same deadly tone the Boss said, "We'll be wrapping it up soon in here, and tell the other boys if they are done to go except Big Ed. I have a few words I'd like to discuss with him, but first I have a wayward little wildcat of mine to deal with right now."
"Yes, boss will do." Pete concluded as he put his walkie away and gave the signal for the other guys to hit the road.
I could feel the color in my face fading when the Boss mentioned my name, but my thoughts were put on hold when they started shouting again the bathroom.
"Let. Me. See. It. Already!"
"You are already did!"
"Well let me touch it this time damn it!"
"I don't need you touching it, I can take care of my own needs myself!"
"Oh, but it's okay for you to touch me, but I can't touch you! How's that fair?!"
"Shut up!"
I never knew the Boss not to be one to let the ladies have a look at his "love stick", so this was starting to get very awkward for everyone which in any case is why most of the other fellows left more quickly than usual. I told Pete I would be right outside the infirmary door when the Boss was ready to see me, and he nodded as he sat down in a chair close to a small table with a few other chairs close by it.
Roxanne's Pov:
As soon as I tried to look at Mal's back, he whirled back around and grabbed me by my shoulders and then we both just get into it with each other. I screamed and threw everything that was at arm's length at him and glared dangerously at him like we did in the library earlier, but the only difference was I had nowhere to go to escape him.
Finally, after all that fuss and pausing so that Mal could tell Pete and the others to go, we just stood there staring daggers at each other as we both panted heavily not taking eyes off of the other not even for a second. Mal was panting with his hand pressed up against the shower door as he leaned on it for support, he was clearly just as out of breath as I was as I held onto the sink counter with both hands to support my weak foot.
Mal stopped panting and stood up at his full height as he looked down on me dead in the eye as he sourly replied, "Fine. You wanna look at it so bad, then fine."
I blinked a few times in surprise. Was he really going to give in that easily?... Did I win?...What changed his mind so suddenly?...
He grabbed a hold of my arms and said without waiting, "Let's go. Come on."
He opened the door as he slipped his arm around my waist to help support me out into the next room where I could see Pete sitting down in one of the chairs previously from today, he was flipping his switchblade open and closed repeatedly out of what looked like boredom. As soon as he saw us come out, he put his blade away and Mal looked at him indicated for him to pull up a chair for him, which he did. Mal sat down in the chair backward and Pete pulled me one up next to Mal's as I carefully sat in it and then I attempted again to look at his wound as he pulled out his lighter and a cigarette.
He didn't even look up at Pete as he was lighting it and nonchalantly said, "Go fetch me one of those medical kits with bandages in it, Pete. Toots, here wants to play nurse tonight."
My cheeks flushed at Mal last comment as I lifted Mal's shirt halfway up, but then he stopped me as he pulled it off the rest of the way which revealed his scars and oddly enough I would never have thought Mal to be the type to have tattoos, but then again on second thoughts, yes I could see it. It was all in black ink and it started from the base of his lower neck and it spread out to his shoulder blades down to the middle of his back. They were lines and designs I have never seen before and in the center of them was the only bit of color aside from the black lines and it was a bloody crown and in letter it read: ...In the Hall of the Mountain King... I resisted the temptation to run my fingertips across the designs, it was really good whoever did it for him, they obviously knew what they were doing.
"Hey, gonna play nurse back there or what?" Mal said in a miffed tone as he turned his head to look in my direction to see what I was doing.
Pete was standing there holding out the medical kit beside me and I never even noticed, I felt myself grow red in the face again when I realized I was so engrossed in Mal's tattoos that I was not even paying attention to what I was actually supposed to be doing here in the first place. I thanked Pete and took it from him as he took his former seat and stared off into space as I placed it on the table and turned back around to examine Mal's back for real this time. He had a pretty big nasty, looking gash towards the right side of his lower back.
"It doesn't look like anything serious, but I'm not an expert either. I don't think you'll need any stitches, I'll just clean and wrap it up for now. If you want, I'm sure Mrs. Jones can look at it more thoroughly, and give you a better evaluation than I could." I said more to myself than anyone because I was feeling nervous about touching Mal even though it was just looking at a wound.
This was just too much skin for me, and I tried not to think about the amount skin he exposed to me earlier tonight. I saw more of him than I had ever wanted to see, and it was embarrassing for me because it was the first time I ever saw a guy naked in front of me. Not to mention, the little make-out session I just had with him, I'm never going to live that down. Sadly enough I could feel my face getting more flushed by the minute. I kept my face down so that Pete didn't see me blush any redder than I probably already was as I took out some rubbing alcohol and applied some to some cotton balls as I carefully cleaned the blood around the gash.
"You like that one, by the way, toots?" He said after a while not turning around as he continued to puff out smoke.
I was startled by his sudden comment, but I answered him nonetheless anyways, "Excuse you?"
"You like that gash you gave me earlier in the library?" He growled back with more bark than bite as I could feel his back stiffen up.
"When did I do that?.." I asked out of confusion as I made a face trying to remember.
"You dropped a whole aisle of books on me?...Does that ring a bell?" He sarcastically remarked which sounded kind of bitter coming from him almost like I had wounded his pride.
"Oh yeah..." I said slowly remembering that last shelf I pushed and it actually nailed him which surprised me considering how terrible my luck had been all night.
"Oh yeah?...," He scowled as I threw the cotton balls in the nearby trash and took out the bandages.
"I'm sorry?.." I said quietly starting to feel a tiny bit bad about it but not a lot because of what all he had been putting me through as of lately.
"Sorry?...You don't sound sorry to me," He turned around and glared at me as I stopped what I was doing and just stared back at him not sure what he was going to do next as he went to, "You know that shit hurts right?"
I looked down at my hands as I started unwrapping the bandages and sheepishly said, "Um...yeah... I can only imagine it does..."
"She dropped a bookshelf on you, Boss?" A voice asked wonder as the front door of the infirmary closed.
Everyone's eyes fell on the newcomer, and it turned out to be that tall rounded guy I think Mal calls Big Ed, he stood beside Pete as Mal glared at him with annoyance.
"Yes, and it doesn't leave this room either, and if somehow it does..." Mal said as he ran his finger across his neck to imply he would be dead if it does.
The big guy's face paled as he nodded and said, "Yes sir. It won't."
"Good, now go get me a drink out of Chris's secret stash." Mal drawls as he tosses his keys to him and then puts out his cigarette as he starts playing with his lighter again.
The big guy, Big Ed left shortly after that. It amazed me that the fear that Mal could instill in someone that was at least three times his size, and they still wanted to follow him regardless of it. But why?...
I quickly snapped out of my daydream and began to wrap the cloth around Mal's waist to seal up the wound temporary until he could get the nurse to look at it tomorrow morning. Mal started a conversation with Pete about some other fight he had with Steve that he was comparing to tonight's fight he just had with him, but I didn't listen to it much instead I chose to just drown them out as I continued to tightly wrap the bandages in place. Within minutes I had the bandage perfectly wrapped, and I then just tied the rest off in a small knot in the back, I turned to the medical box and closed it after putting everything back in it. After that I wasn't sure what to do, I was too nervous to interrupt Mal's talk, so I just kind of sat there for a few minutes as my mind began to wonder. I was beginning to feel really drowsy at this point, so I turned and looked to the clock and it read 3:49 a.m. I couldn't believe it was so late, in just a few hours I knew the nurse was going to be checking in soon.
Mal's Pov:
By now, I had forgotten all about Red as I sat and ease into talk with Pete about today's little scuffles with peons and Chef trying to get me to quit leaving little booby traps for Chris in his office, but that ain't gonna happen. Then our conversation turned to tonight's little brawl and I discussed all the trouble I was having with my little wildcat here. Not long after Big Ed came back with my drink and left again out the door to guard it and wait.
"I look forward to seeing his face when he sees what little token I left him this time," I said as I laughed watched Pete shake his in disbelief.
"What did you write by the way?" Pete asked with a curious look in his eye as he waited for my reply.
I smirked and said, "You'll hear about it soon enough, trust me."
After I said that I noticed that Pete was looking at me oddly, so I asked, "What?"
He pointed behind me and said, "She's sleeping."
I turned my head around and saw her face and upper body leaned up against my back, she was out cold. It made sense now why I started feeling a bit warmer back there, but I didn't think much of it since she was doctoring up my backside just moments ago, it must be getting late. With a look, I gestured for Pete to come over and lift her off me while I got up, she didn't stir much which can only mean one thing and that was that she was really out.
I picked her up and was about to head to her bed when I stopped and said, "I'm about to call it a night, tell Big Ed I'll be out there in a minute to discuss some matters with him."
Pete nodded and left closing the door quietly behind him.
I then put Red to sleep and headed out the door as I closed it and regarded Big Ed for a moment and say, "I need you to get Splotch for me. I got a job for him soon."
"Sure thing, when do you want me to get him? Who's it for?" He asked looking relieved about something I could only guess was from earlier.
I smirked as I chuckled out loud as I stopped to think about it, and evenly said, "It's for a certain special someone, and sometime tomorrow evening will do."
"I'll tell him you're interested as soon as I see him then." He remarked as he scratched his head and then crossed his beefy arms over this massive chest.
"Excellent. I'll see you in a few hours then." I said as I went back inside the nurse's office and took up a chair as I propped my feet up on the desk.
Tonight has been interesting, to say the least...
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