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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:
Going down the stairs was near to an impossible task to do, especially when you're trying to avoid stepping on a "not so healed up foot" and having a small boy about maybe twelve clinging to you for dear life, and praying that as slow as we were going that no one would burst through that door and come after us. Luckily no one did. Mal must have had his fun for the day and decided to just let us go and give us a break, but I couldn't help but feel that somehow it wasn't over yet. When we got down the level where my wheelchair was, I climbed into it and the kid helped me into the elevator which we rode all the way down the first floor where we went straight to the infirmary. I did my best not to "rat out" Mal, (which I felt that he deserved it), but anyway we both thought it was wise not to as we explained (in a lie) that the poor kid got into a really bad fight with a group of older guys. The nurse looked at him and said that he had some broken bones and internal bleeding that she wasn't licensed to work with, so he was ended up rushed to the nearest hospital for immediate treatment, which for me was a relief because it meant that he was now safe from Mal and his bullies. The nurse looked at my foot and wasn't too happy about some the stretched out stitches, but said it should be fine if I don't continue to put so much stress on them and stay in the wheelchair.
I spent the rest of the day enjoying what little bit of freedom Mal had robbed of me for days now as I wandered the halls and interesting enough found that the library was up and running again, so I went inside and was relieved that the librarian didn't kick me out after Chris playing that footage of Mal and me earlier today in the mess hall. I was pretty sure everyone by now had either seen it or heard about it, and it still made me blush thinking about all the things we said and did was now swimming around in other people's heads. I really, really, really dislike with great intensity Chris for that, but I guess that was his way of getting back at us for the pranks and whatnot. I knew why he was getting back at me, but I wasn't sure where Mal's case laid, but I could only imagine though. I didn't see Duncan the rest of the day, and to be honest, I was scared of what would happen if I did, Mal made it very clear that I couldn't see him, and it kind of pissed me off at the same time that I scared. By the end of the day around six-ish, I returned to the infirmary after filling out a library card with an arm full of books to keep me going since my foot was keeping from doing other activities I would have liked to do instead.
Pete's Pov:
From my previous experience with observing Mal in the last juvie facility we were in, I've never seen him take so much effort into trying to detain one chick before, not until these last few days, and truthfully I don't think its really worth it. She's too much trouble to be handling, and yet when I stop to think about it, so is Mal. They're both a handful, and troublesome, putting them together is just a dangerous combination like pouring gasoline on fire.
I wonder if he's realized that yet...
The only other girl that gave him half of this much trouble was this one chick I remember seeing with that green-haired punk, Duncan, Mal was thoroughly pissed when he found out she was seeing him the whole time he had her under his control or so he thought. I think her name was Bailey or something like that, she was cute, but she too smart for her own good. I remember Mal bragging about getting his revenge with her when he was on Total Drama All-Stars, but then failed to get the million so they ended up taking him to a hospital to get him "fixed."
Yeah, she was trouble too...To be honest, I don't know why he just doesn't go for the easy chicks instead, they're less work and easier to influence...And just as easy to fool...
The way he went out of his way, to stop Razor from hitting her today only proves that he's either fallen for her, or he is plotting something, but what?...I couldn't say. I'm still surprised he let her go, and didn't go after himself or send me or Big Ed to retrieve her.
Whatever it is...I'm sure I'll hear about it from him soon enough...
I continued to play a hand of poker with some of the guys to kill the time as the boss entertained himself by watching some of the guys fight for sport, he seems to love violence and chaos above anything else which how he gained this role in juvie. Not that many of the others were foolish to start anything with him again after he took out Steve on his first day here, and that was almost a year ago. Thinking back on it now, I can't think of a single person here who isn't afraid of him, but that Roxanne is something else. Nobody has dared to stand up to him the way she does or refuse him either at that. I'm not sure if she's brave, stupid or both, but either way, she's not gonna last much longer if she keeps it up, she may not realize it but the Boss is just toying with her for the moment, if he wanted to he could have crushed her a long time ago.
He's just playing with her like lion plays with a mouse...
"Hey," I turn my attention to see him approaching me with a smirk as he continues, "Its about time to get my little flower. Tell Big Ed, I want him to come too."
"Alright," I said as I put down my hand of cards and rise as I say, "I'll get him."
Roxanne's Pov:
Time must have gone by really fast because I wasn't even sure when I dozed off, the last thing I remember was really enjoying this mystery novel which was among some of the books I checked out earlier from the library. I didn't even change into my pajamas yet, I still had my black and white t-shirt on and my plaid red, black and white skirt as well as my black mud boots. I woke with a start when I felt someone place their arm underneath my back, I stiffened as soon as whoever's flesh came in contact with mine and immediately reach up and slapped them with the book I had draped over my chest that I had been reading not too long ago. Before my eyes shot open, I could hear them let out an irritably groan of pain as I look up into the face of my sworn enemy, Mal.
He glared down at me as he snatched the book from my hand and flung it across the room in annoyance as he then snatched both of my wrists and said hotly, "You are working my nerves today, toots!"
I growled back at him as I tried to pull myself loose from him, but he didn't let go, and so he went on to say, "I hope you slept well, sleeping beauty because you'll be staying up for a little while tonight."
"What are you talking about?...I'm not going anywhere with you." I said as he pulled me up into a sitting position as I fearfully survey the room and notice Pete and Big Ed off to the side apparently waiting on something.
"That's what you think," He said with a smug smile as he continued on, "Now get up, we're leaving."
I could feel fear and adrenaline kicking it into my system as Mal pulled me off of my cot and then he went to pick me up, but I shoved him back and fell into the floor with him in the process as he swore and grabbed me around my waist to get a better hold of me. I panicked as I grabbed onto one of the legs on the cot and held onto it for dear life as Mal continued to try to pull me away, I wasn't going without a fight first.
"Let go of the bed, Roxanne!" Mal growled at me in frustration as he continued to struggle to free me from the cot.
"No, just leave me alone," I spat back at him as I also struggled to hold on as I continued to say, "I don't want to go with you, Mal!"
"Well, that's too bad, because you're coming with me one way or another." He panted as he reached up and pried my hands from the leg of the cot and pulling me back the rest of way by my waist.
I fought him as I wiggled and squirmed in his grasp until we were both standing and still struggling to overcome the other, I could tell he was starting to get ticked off but as scared as I was of him, I still didn't want to go with him either so I didn't stop fighting back. We continued on like that for a good ten minutes until he finally won regardless of how hard I tried, and swiftly anchored his arm around my waist and tossed me over his shoulders and turned towards the door as I started pelted my fists against his back as hard as I could.
"Let go of me you jerk!...Put me down now!" I demanded as I continued hitting him as I squirmed in his grasp angrily.
"Stop it, I'm not putting you down." He hissed at me over his shoulder as he then turned to his thugs and said, "Now let's go, we've wasted enough time here because of a certain defiant little hellcat of mine."
Big Ed's Pov:
I looked to Pete as I watch the boss fight with this chick he apparently fancies, Pete just sighs as he continues to watch them struggle in the floor as I just stand there wondering if I should say something, but considering the last couple times I intervene, I decided against it.
Shit...She's as wild as Mal is...I guess he's into that kind of thing...
Within minutes its over and the boss contains her as we head out the door into the halls towards the elevator to meet up with that Splotch guy he wanted to see earlier today. That guy was weird, maybe even weirder than the boss. He doesn't talk much or hang out with anybody that I know of and now that I stop and think about it. He was odd, some of the other guys say he likes to paint with blood or something and was really good at it too. I'm not sure why the boss wants to see him and bring this broad with us too, I wonder what he's up to.
Roxanne's Pov:
Mal held onto me with a firm grip as we left the infirmary as I dug my fingers into the back of his shirt to hang on. I didn't know where he was taking me and it was starting to really worry me, every fear that I had about him and the things he threatened me with started swimming through my head at this point as I could feel my heart hammering in my chest. I was beginning to wonder if he could feel it beating frantically against his back as I struggled not to panic any more than I already was.
"Where are you taking me? At least tell me that.." I groaned as I felt embarrassed being carried around like this as Big Ed and Pete followed us from behind.
"You'll find out soon enough. Now don't start with me tonight, I don't want to hear another peep out of you." He said indifferently as made no attempt to stop or let me walk.
I sigh irritably.
"Do you have to carry me like this too?" I demanded as I started to get angry with the way he was treating me.
"What did I say about "the talking"?" Mal growled back at me.
That was it, I was tired of trying to be nice and hope that maybe I could get along with him somewhat. His attitude stinks and I wasn't about to deal with it much longer. I glared at his two thugs as they both looked back at me with little to no concern, except Big Ed, he looked a little nervous at me.
I took a deep breath and screamed bloody murder as loud as my lungs could carry which startled the crap out of Mal. He stopped for a moment but then just laughed and carried on.
"Scream as much as you want toots, but I'm still not gonna put you down." Mal said slightly raising his voice over my screaming to make himself heard.
And I did for a few minutes until Pete spoke up to Mal.
"Boss," Pete said with a serious tone as he tried to talk over my screaming as he continued, "If she continues to keep it up, the parole officers will come and we will get busted."
"Shit, you're right!," Mal said as he threw me down as I stopped screaming to catch my breath as he shoved me into the nearest wall and hissed at me with a dangerous look in his eyes as he continued, "Shut it and I mean shut it now!"
I glared up back at him as our eyes connected as we both heavily panted with angry, and then I said with bravo, "No!"
"Don't tell me "no", Roxanne unless you want to get hurt!" He snarled back at me gripping my shoulders.
"Don't tell me what to do Mal, I am not one of your lackeys, and you said you'd never lay a hand on me!" I growled in retaliation back at him as I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled his face inches from mine.
"I did, but you are walking on thin ice! And no, you're not, but you are mine, and you will do as you're told or else!" He said digging his fingers into my flesh.
"Or else what?" I said without flinching.
I could tell Mal was running out of retorts as he stood there glaring daggers at me, and then he said, "You want me to take you to my cell and make you mine tonight, Roxanne?...Because I will if that's what it takes to keep you in line."
"I'll make you regret it if you do!" I hissed back at him with hate radiating from my eyes.
Without another word or even a warning, Mal flings me back over his shoulder and he started down the hall again.
"One more word, Roxanne, one more word!" He growled at me as he tightens his grip painfully into my legs as I dug my nails down his back in retaliation.
He growled at me further.
"You are already in hot water, don't push it!" He said as he used his other hand to signal for the other two guys to continue as well.
I snapped back at him again because I refused to back down and take that from him.
"Excuse me?!," I hissed angrily back at him as I dug my fingers deeper into his back as I went on, "But you are not one of my parents, and you sure as hell as are not my master either, you cocky son of bitch, you!"
Mal immediately stopped in his tracks and I could see Big Ed pale at my angry outburst while Pete just looked at me with this "you just screwed up look" on his face. Before Mal could act, I pushed myself up as I noticed one of the chandeliers in the hallway was just right above us, so I stretched up as far as my hands could reach and grabbed hold of it. I yanked with all my might as I freed myself from Mal's grasps as fast as a squirrel could climb a tree up onto it and held on as I pulled myself safely into the lights and stood there like a boss looking at two befuddled thugs and a very angry, but awestruck Mal.
"I don't know how the hell you just did that, but you better get down NOW!" Mal roared as he glared dangerously up at me folding his arms over his chest.
"Or you'll do what about it?" I said with a huge smirk on my face as I was eating up Mal's infuriated form below me.
"Get down NOW!" He said as his eyes blazed with intense rage.
"Are you sure you want me to come down?" I ask innocently twirling my hair around my finger.
One of Mal's eyes starts twitching as he hissed back at me in that dangerous tone of voice of his, "Yes!"
"Are you certain?" I asked as I continue to toy with him as he has done to me in the past.
"Yes!" He said as his voice starts to roar through the hallway.
"Absolutely sure?" I say with a sweet smile as I continue to hold onto light fixture with ease.
Mal takes a breath as though to collect himself and then smiles back up at me and says, "I'm pretty sure toots."
"Are you sure your positive about that?" I ask as I raise an eyebrow as I notice his sudden change of attitude.
Mal's Pov:
I don't know what game she is playing at, but if I lose my cool I won't be getting anywhere if I don't get my temper under control for the moment, she's messing with me and it got to me. As pissed as I am, I never thought she could pull something like this off. Once again I've seemed to underestimate what she's capable of doing, I wondered just what else she could do if I pushed her far enough, she never fails to amuse me. I wonder how she plans to get down now that she decided to climb like a spider-monkey up there.
Clever little minx...Just when I thought I had her under control too...
"Yes, I'm positive. Now stop playing and come down from there. You don't want me to have to come after you." I said with a smirk.
"You really want me to come down, do you?" She asks as batted her eyelashes at me with a sweet smile.
She deliberately trying to get me angry...Chris wasn't lying she really is busting my balls at this point...
I chuckled as I observed her flirtatious behavior.
I suddenly get an idea since she wants to flirt with me, I walk closer to the light fixture as I call up at her...
Roxanne's Pov:
Mal's sudden change in behavior is particular as he suddenly comes closer towards me under the lights and practically looking up my skirt as he says, "You know toots, this sure is a nice view from down here."
I was hoping he'd do that...
I smirked to myself as I sneakily pulled out my knife and hold it up to the rope that held up the light fixture and with as much seduction as I could muster as I say softly but loud enough for Mal to hear, "Oh?...You like what you see, do you baby?"
Mal raises an eyebrow as he gave me a lecherous smile as he crosses his arms over his chest and in just as naughty tone, "I'd like it even more if you show me what else you got under there?"
"Would you now?" I said with haughty lust in my eyes as I ran my free hand slowly down my curves as I stop at my skirt line just to excite him as I went on, "If you want more, you're gonna have catch me first?"
His eyes leer up at me as he smirked and said, "Sure why not?"
Without any warning, I cut the rope and instantly I came crashing down shattering lights and sending bits of glass and shards everywhere as I landed right on top of Mal, just where I wanted him. He was trapped underneath the lights and broken fixture and pretty stunned by it too from the looks of it with me on top of him. He cushioned my fall.
He laid there under the lights for a minute in shock as I sat on top of him, straddling him with my blade raise to his throat as I say, "You still wanna see more hot-stuff?...Who's whose bitch now?"
He looks up at me when he comes out of his state of shock and then laughs as he begins to remove the broken glass and shard fragments off of him as I raised an eyebrow at his calmness, then he grabs my hand with the blade and with a smirk on his lips he says, "I like it when you talk dirty to me Roxanne, that's pretty hot coming from you."
"Oh, you like that do you?" I say with a smirk as well as I push the blade closer to his neck.
"I like it more if you talk to me like that in my bed tonight." He remarked with a lecherous smile as he licked his lips.
"I bet you would you dirty little bastard you!" I say as I narrow my eyes at him in disgust.
Some feet away I could hear Big Ed say, "They have the strangest way of flirting."
Pete indifferently says with sarcasm, "If that's what you wanna call it."
I flushed and growled, "I am not flirting with this evil manipulative sadistic frigid lunatic!"
Mal just laid there and laughs with his eyes close like he was having the time of his life as I glared down at him with my knife still pressed against his throat as the other two just exchange enervating looks at each other.
Mal stops laughing as he takes a firm hold of my hand again with my blade in it and says fondly, "Toots, how many times now is it?...You know you can't handle a blade with me and expect to win."
I tighten my hand around the blade refusing to give it up to him as he tightens his grip around my hand and pain shoots through my fingers as I'm forced to drop it and then he flips me over as he takes the knife back as he straddles me as he looks at it and then me as he says, "How'd you get this back?"
I glower at him and say, "How do you think I got it back genius?...When you were trying to force me out of my bed. I grabbed it and pocketed when we were scuffling around on the floor."
He cocked an eyebrow as he leaned his face into mine and with a smirk said, "Clever little thing you are, aren't you?"
I could feel his breath on my cheek as I pushed his face away from mine and attempted to remove myself to back away from him, but he continued to weigh me down as he chuckled and said, "You're a very naughty girl, Roxanne. You know what I do with naughty girls, don't you?"
He caressed my cheek as he said the last bit of his comment.
I slapped his hand away and said, "I don't know surprise me, take me for a ride on your scepter, your highness?... "
Damn it, I shouldn't have said that out loud...I just can't keep my thoughts to myself today, can I?...
He raises an eyebrow as he continues to look at me in a provocative way, I could feel his hot breath as he whispers in my ear which made me feel like I had butterflies in my stomach as he says,"You're a little freak aren't ya toots?...I'm not sure if you're really a virgin now.."
I immediately blush ten shades of red as I reach up and slapped him good, as he laughs at my reaction as I stammered, "That's none of your damn business!"
Apparently, my comment caught him off guard as he looks at me with amusement and mischief flashing in his eyes, so I took that opportunity to shove him off me and get up as I see Pete and Big Ed regarding me like I was some kind of alien or something. By then Mal leaps to his feet and starts stalking me again as he closing in on me, and smirks with amusement.
He walks around me several times like he's trying to study me and then says with interest, "You do realize you're in too deep, right?...I could snap you like a twig if it suited me. Don't get me wrong, you're actually pretty good for a girl."
I put my hands on my hips and gave him a not amused look as I stated flatly, "Are you trying to say that I'm weak because I'm a "girl" because if you are that's where you're sadly mistaken. I can and will put my foot in your ass if you don't watch yourself. I've been pretty nice to you up until this point, if you were wise you wouldn't cross me. I don't play when I'm being serious."
Mal looked taken back by my statement as he rubbed his chin with his fingers as he regarded me further with interest and said smugly, "Oh, you have, have you? Lucky me, I guess I better be careful where I tread around my feisty little slave-girl."
He stops in front of me as he looks down at me and says, "I wouldn't want you to hurt me too much."
His cocky attitude was amusing, he really was too much into himself, it was then that I thought to myself that it was time to shut him up, so without any warning I grabbed the front of his shirt and reached back and put all I had into one lethal punch that I knew would send any bully in my school flying. Surprisingly Mal's reflexes were amazingly quick, he caught my fist without even blinking but I still sent both of us staggering back a few feet in the wall.
Mal looked down at me and raised an eyebrow as he smirked with an amused expression on his face he said, "You know if you had pulled this move in the library, you would have had a better chance at taking me out, but since today now I've had a full day to recover, you screwed up."
I narrowed my eyes and said, "Well, Mal I wasn't at my fullest either in the library considering how I could hardly walk and was staggering around trying to avoid you."
"That's an interesting thought. How's your foot since you're playing around with me on it?" Mal said with a smug smile.
Now that he mentioned it was starting to smart again even though I was doing my best to avoid putting a lot of pressure on it.
I pulled him closer by his collar to my face and said with an even tone, "Fine. It would be even better if you'd leave me alone and let it heal, wise-ass."
He chuckled as he removed my hand from his shirt and held it firmly as he did with my fist he just caught and said with an evil smile etched across his face, "You do know I can break both your wrists right now if I wanted to."
I raised an eyebrow at him and said, "You do, and I will kick your ass."
He seemed intrigued by my comment so he starts to tighten his grip on my hands as I began to feel pain sheering through my arms, I then attempted to kick him below the belt, but he catches on quick and parts my legs to stop me as he shoves one of his in between mine and pinning me further into the wall, as I gasps in pain as I glare up into his face.
He chuckles and then asks, "Are you gonna come peacefully now toots, or do you want to break them?"
Mal begins to tighten his grip even further as I rack my brain of ideas on how to get out of this without broken wrists and a bruised pride. Then the worst idea came to mind, and I really didn't want to resort to this, but seeing as Mal was intent on making his point across, I wasn't sure what else to do. With what little bit of strength I had left in my fingers, I reach further to grab the front of his shirt again and yank him down to my eye level as I use my teeth and bite his bottom lip in a sensual kind of way pulling his face closer to mine and deepen the kiss. Mal was completely caught off guard as his eyes widen and his hands start to loosen as he ropes them down to my waist and I wrap mine around his neck to further distract him and then to really throw him off I arched one of my legs around his hips. He seemed to like that as he reaches down to grab my leg, as he does that I immediately shove him off of me and run like hell.
I should have never kissed him like that...What the hell was I thinking just now?...Clearly not much...He obviously enjoyed that as much as I did...Not wait, I didn't enjoy it...At...All...
My thoughts were shortly interrupted as Mal almost nearly tackled me as he snaked his arms around my waist and with an amused tone of voice he says, "You tricked me. You actually fooled me. You wait until we get back my cell later."
His smug smile stretches across his face as he loosens his hold on me and leans in as he whispers so that the other two don't hear, "I meant to say this earlier but then we got a little carried away just now, the only other person that strong enough to hit me like that is Steve. I'm actually impressed you can throw a punch like that. You've just gained some of my respect today toots."
Big Ed's Pov:
That girl is as crazy as hell as Mal...the hell...and just as wild...
She does have some moves though, and the boss seems to really dig her. She's definitely not your average girl that's for sure...
Just where the hell did she come from?...Is she even for real?!...Chicks ain't suppose to be tough like that...The hell's going on here?!...
I look at Pete for some kind of feedback or something to confirm what I just saw wasn't part of my imagination running away from me. He didn't look half as startled as I thought he would, but he still looked a little taken back by what that crazy chick just pulled.
She actually punched the boss and lived...
They keep fighting like this, and one of the parole officers is bound to walk into us soon, and then this whole trip will be for nothing. They need to wrap this little game of theirs up, we're running out of time here.
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