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Mal Meets the Rebel	By : Bloodylilcorpse Category: +S through Z > Total Drama Island Views: 3619 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Roxanne's Pov:
Ever since Mal wouldn't let me go anywhere without him being there, I was constantly being forced to stay by his side at all times and be his "eye-candy" while he plays his role as "king of juvie" and I was starting to get really bored with it. I wanted to go do my own thing and have some fun, but he wouldn't allow it, he said it was for my own good that I stayed with him, and something along the lines of him being my only "real friend" here and I should only rely on him, which to me sounds like a load of crap. I really wish my foot would heal up already, every time I have to get up and walk on it, it just made it worse, so I spent more time sitting or lounging in Mal's cell reading books while he does whatever with his two cronies, Pete and Big Ed. But I was glad that Mal did stick with me most of the time, a lot of the guys here were creepier than Mal was sometimes, and that's saying something because Mal was pretty creepy at times especially when he tries to make advances on me.
Today, however, I decided to lounge on my former bed in his cell and read a horror novel by some author I've never heard of as Mal is tinkering around in the back of the room with something, but I wasn't interested because I was still mad at him this morning for forcing me to sit in his lap in the mess hall and feed "his majesty" waffles in front of everyone.
~Mini Flashback~
Mal insisted on feeding me too when he knew I didn't like that, I think he was doing it because Duncan and his friends were just to show off his "over-possessiveness" of me. To make it worse, I had gotten a bit of syrup on my bottom lip and before I could even try to wipe it off, Mal had beaten me to it and licked it off himself.
I flushed furiously as I hit him in his shoulder, but he only smirked and in an amused tone of voice, he said, "Oh, come on I wasn't about to let that go to waste. Besides you know you liked it."
I was more than certain that Duncan and his friends were watching and wondering just what the hell Mal was thinking doing something like this. Mal was a real show off, and sometimes like right now, it really pisses me off.
I glared at him with annoyance as I hissed back at him where he could only hear, "Would you stop it already!...How far are you willing to go to embarrass me?!"
His eyes gleamed with mischief as he smirked and commented, "As far as it takes my feisty little chit, as far as it takes. Plus I love having my pretty little bride treating me like her king."
I narrowed my eyes at him and growled in irritation. I knew anything I tried to say after that was pointless. He was bent on ticking me off, and he really seems to enjoy it even when Mal's in a bad mood, he'd look for a way to get under my skin just for his own kicks.
~End of Flashback~
Roxanne's Pov:
Regardless of "the waffles incident" I refused to talk to him for the rest of the day because of it, oddly enough he didn't seem too bothered by it, he just continued on being his regular cocky self through the rest of the day. I have though started to noticed that he was hanging out less with his thugs and more with me, which I could never really understand why since neither one of us could get along with the other. He even escorts me to classes and practically hovers over me the entire time I'm in them, and if anyone tries to say "hello" or talk to me, he gives them his "crazy look" and they run like the devil was after them. I sometimes wonder if this is what Bailey, Duncan's girlfriend went through when she went to juvie with him, I still haven't had a chance to meet her yet because of Mal's strict rule about me not hanging around Duncan.
To make matters worse, Mal keeps trying to get me to shower with him or tries to bathe with me when I use the tub in the infirmary, I always shower or bathe in the mornings now when the nurse is there, so she'll keep him out. The guy is determined and persistent, but I'm also determined and not taking it.
As I lay back on my bed and read away to pass the time and avoid a certain somebody, I start to finally relax since I had been so uptight and on edge with Mal this morning. He was being very quiet now that I think about it, but I honestly didn't care at the moment, I refuse to give him my undivided attention.
Mal's Pov:
Roxanne wasn't talking to me, but that was fine with me I could find other things to amuse me and kill time as she read those silly things. I never did get why anyone would want to stare at pages full of words for hours on end, it made me think of the lame classes I skipped here in juvie most of the time. The only time I ever went to class before Roxanne showed up was when my parole officer or Chris had Chef come and find me so he'd make me go take class, and jeez was it boring as hell, I think I slept through most of them, but for some reason Roxanne wants to go to class, so that leaves me with no choice but to go. I suppose I could tell her "no" and that would be the end of it, but I guess I could treat her to something she wants to do every once in awhile if I'm in the mood.
Now that I think about it, she really wasn't like most of the last few slave girls I've had in the past, I'd also watch and pick which one interested me the most, but Roxanne was different. She wasn't very talkative and to put it bluntly, I think she was hiding things from me. Over the last few days, I was more than convinced that she was plotting something, but what...I wasn't sure. I was sure though she was trying to find a way to get away from me, so that could be it. She has been the hardest one to control so far, and just when I think I've got her locked down she slips through my fingers like water.
So why she was so in depth in her little book, I started looking through her things out of curiosity as to what I might find, so far nothing but clothes and bodily hygiene products, near the back of her locker I found her mp3. I was about to chuck it back in with the rest of her things when I thought to myself, "I wonder what she's got on here..."
So I took it out as I placed the earbuds in my ears and turned it on, most of it was music and artists I've never heard before, I sat down at the table as I continued to scroll down the list of songs and artists, nothing, in particular, caught my interest until I saw one song title called "S & M", and I smirked evilly as I began to play it as I cocked an eyebrow in Roxanne's direction. If it was indeed what I thought it was, I wasn't about to let her live this one down, and sure enough, lyrics started playing and some the words caught my ear.
I snorted with a devious smirk forming on my lips as I got up and decided I was gonna go sit with my little bride-to-be as she reads her book, I lazily lounged next to her, but she only gave me a slight glance and went back to ignoring me. She clearly didn't even notice I had her musical device in my hand as I laid there playing her "naughty music", so I smugly smiled at the fact that she was completely blissfully oblivious to what I was doing there. I did lean on my side as I laid there giving her my full attention and I knew she knew I was watching her, and then just to spice things up, I smiled wickedly and started singing along to some of the lyrics.
Roxanne's Pov:
I just started to really get into this book when Mal decided that he was going plop down on my bed and lay down next me as I try to pretend I don't see him as I can tell from the corner of my eye that he was trying to irritate me. I didn't know or care what he wanted and I was not about to give him the satisfaction of having my full attention centered on him, he was acting stranger than usual though and it was starting to nag at me in the back of my head. For some reason he was smiling like a deranged idiot though, but why I couldn't tell at least not until he starting singing...
'Cause I may be bad but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones,
But chains and whips excite me
I froze when I realized what he was singing, and my face heated up as I turned red and dropped the book and turned to see him with this big devious smug grin spreading across his face, and then I saw my mp3 and the earbuds. I immediately snatched them from him as I felt flustered and aggravated with him for taking my things and playing "that song" of all things.
"Damn it Mal, stay out of my things!" I stammered at him feeling flushed and angry.
He laughed from the time he saw me turn to look at him singing to the time I snatched it from him and still now as he finally stopped and arrogantly says, "And you call me a freak, toots...Is there anything else about you that I should know about?"
My face was scarlet at this point from embarrassment and angry as I tried to defend myself by saying, "I...It's not like that Mal..."
He crawled towards me and looking me in the eye as he drawled on, "Oh...Then what is it like then?"
He raised an eyebrow at me as he grabbed my chin forcing me to look him in the eye, I tried to slap his hand away but he just grabs it with his other hand and uses it to pin both of my hands down.
He gets on top of me as he straddles me, he draws his face just inches from and smugly says in a low voice, "So you like whips and chains do you, toots?...Are you a bad girl?"
"M...Mal, it's just a song, now get off of me!" I said with panic because I was started to think he was about to take this too far.
His smirk widens as he gets off me and I try to get up to get away, but he catches me before I can get far and throws me over his lap and says mockingly, "Let's try this out, shall we?"
"Mal, no!" I growl at him as I struggle to get up, but he holds me down in place and starts to spank my bottom.
He chuckles and says, "You like it when I spank you, Roxanne."
I bit his leg and he immediately let go and glared at me for a minute and then smiled deviously at me and said, "That was naughty move there. Bad girl."
I gave him the finger and angrily said, "Screw you, Mal."
He gets up and stands to the side of me and whispers in my ear with cockiness dripping from his lips, "Sure. Where and when?"
"Go to hell, you jerk!" I hissed at him.
I flushed and slapped him as hard as I could and he just looks at me with the same cocky grin and then walks away whistling to himself like he did his evil deed for the day and says to himself, "Slave and master...What an interesting choice of music..."
I just stalked back to my side of the room back to ignoring him but still keeping an eye on him nonetheless. I picked up my book warily and tried to read where I left off. This was the kind of thing that was becoming common between Mal and me almost every other day, and I still couldn't get used to it.
A/N: *Song lyrics, 'S & M', belong to respectively Rihanna.
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