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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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Mike's Pov:
It was late as Zoey and I had just got through seeing Total Warriors 4 and was really excited as we talked about our favorite parts of the movie as we made our way out of the theater headed towards my car when I heard a gunshot go off. Zoey had stopped dead in her tracks as her eyes grew wide with fear as she reached out and grabbed my arm, she had heard it too and nearly jumped at the sudden outburst of the sound.
"Mike was that a gunshot just now?...Do you think we should call the police?...Do you think anyone got hurt?" She asked me as we both stood outside of the car about to get in it.
"I don't know, Zoey maybe we should call the po-," I started but was cut off by a sudden scream.
Before I could answer her questions and get a word out, we both heard someone calling out for help that was also coming from the same direction that the gun was fired. We both looked at each other as I see Zoey get out her phone and get in the car with the windows down trying to keen into whoever was hurt as we follow their voice to the source, it wasn't far either. It was just a little further down the street and sounded like they were close to the old furniture place that was closing down for business. Zoey placed her hand on my shoulder as she leaned over and tried to get a good look on my side of the vehicle and try to spot the person in trouble with her phone in her other hand to be safe for the worst case scenario should happen. As I slow my vehicle down as we drive by, I no longer hear the voice that was crying out for help which sounded like it belonged to a girl, but as we drove by the building I spied two figures hunched over on the ground just in front of the place. As I stopped and was about to ask if they needed help, I squinted my eyes as I got a better look at what was going on and the girl who must have been the one calling for help was cradling someone in their arms as she sat on the ground sobbing.
I felt Zoey squeeze the sleeve of my shirt as I looked at her and nodded as we both quickly got out of the car and made our way over as Zoey started dialing for an ambulance. When we were just a few feet away from the girl who was starting to look more vaguely familiar, I stopped in my tracks as I heard her mention Mal's name and Zoey nearly walked into me because she had been looking down at her phone trying to punch in the 911 number and get help out immediately. The entire time the girl never looked up, it was like she had gone into shocked as she continued to cling onto what I now realized was Mal's figure laying on the ground with his head barely above her shoulder as I could hear her sobbing voice begging him to wake up.
Zoey had frozen too when she realized it was Mal as well, and then she gasped and said, "Oh my God!...It's Mal...which means that's got to be the girl from juvie. What was her name again, Mike?"
"P...Please don't die on me!...Mal, I need you..." She gasped between breaths as she cried, but as soon as she heard Zoey's voice she looked up in our direction, and both I and Zoey gasped when we realized it was her.
"Roxanne!" Both I and Zoey exclaimed at the same time as we saw her gazing back at us with a tear-stained face.
With one hand she tried to wipe away her tears and with the other still wrapped around Mal to support him, she choked out, "P...Please help me, Mal's been shot and he's losing a lot of blood. I tried to stop the bleeding, but it's not working. I don't know what to do."
She didn't need to tell me twice even though Mal and Zoey and I have had not-so-good-a-history together, but I still wasn't the type of guy to just let another person die even if they were someone as bad as Mal was. So I told Zoey to look in the trunk of the car and see if she could find something like maybe an old shirt or towel to use to slow down the bleeding for Mal and get the backseat ready as I rush over and help lift him off of Roxanne. I figured now was not the best time to ask why they were both out running around and not in juvie and dressed like they just came out of a school homecoming dance. Mal was not too heavy, but not light either as I tried not to stagger and fall over as I stood up with one of his arm wrapped around my shoulder, Roxanne had quickly got up and helped grab his other arm as we put him in the backseat of the car. I couldn't help, but notice that she walked with a limp and it wasn't just because she was helping me with Mal either. I thought back to the phone call Mal had given me several days ago and remembered Mal mentioning some of the little adventures they had aside from other things I really didn't want to hear about. That must have happened during that night he said he tried to seduce her as he bragged on about it during the phone call giving me way too many details on how he even found it in his dark, twisted little heart to be so kind as to remove the glass and sew it up for her, but not soon enough without causing her more pain first in the process.
I began to wonder if he was doing to her as he did to Bailey and then later on both Bailey and Zoey, it was horrible and I felt devastated the entire time because no matter how hard I fought to get back control of my body, Mal just pushed me further back. The things he did to both of them made me feel so ashamed and angry because it was my body he was using when he was doing all these things, and it was a sheer wonder that through all of that, Zoey still wanted to be my girlfriend. I was so happy and grateful at the same time but knew I without the help I received, I would have only been back at the bottom of the barrel fighting with Mal again. Now here I was getting back in my car with the girls and driving like a madman trying to get that very person that hurt my girl to a nearby hospital so he doesn't bleed out and die even though some would say he deserves it. Roxanne thanked us over and over again for doing this and said that even though we didn't have to she was glad that we did. Zoey spoke to Roxanne the entire time trying to keep her calm and collected as Roxanne kept one of my old shirt pressed against Mal's wound, she was still holding onto him like he was a life raft, but she did seem calmer now than before. When I first met her I was pretty sure she would have been the type to either kick Mal's rear end or just avoid him altogether, but certainly not this.
As we pulled up a few people came rushing out with a stretcher and quickly took Mal inside, Roxanne would have taken off with them, but they told her she'd have to stay behind in the waiting room until they could get the bullet safely removed. I told her that she'd be alright and they'd take good care of him as I explained to her not worry about the paperwork either, I'll do it because it would have been very complicated for her due to the fact that Mal wasn't really registered yet as a real person anyway, so yeah...
While we waited on the surgery and the results of it to follow, Zoey helped Roxanne clean herself up in the ladies' room, she was covered in Mal's blood and I seriously doubt that it would have ever come out of that dress, but judging from the bottom half that was ripped, it was probably wreaked beyond repaired at this point. When Zoey had asked about the dress and if she was okay, Roxanne had said that she tore it to stop the bleeding because she didn't have anything else at the time to use. Within another hour later the surgery was over, and even though they said Mal was still not conscious that it was okay to go in to see him and that he was fine and should make a full recovery in no time as long as he took it easy and didn't push himself too hard. As the doctor was telling us this, I soon noticed that Roxanne had not waited around and had already gone in to see him without a second to lose. I'm not sure why I thought that this was a good idea, but I told Zoey that maybe we should give her a minute to be alone with Mal even though it was probably not the best of ideas knowing Mal's past.
Mal's Pov:
The first thing that I became aware of as I felt myself becoming conscious again was the sharp, loud beeping noises and then the dull pain in my chest, it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be, but still not that great either. Needless to say, I've had worse. Slowly I open my eyes as I groan at the bright-lit room and rubbed my face with the only hand I can move because I soon realized that something was weighing the other one down. I look over I as see why I soon come to realization that I'm in a hospital bed and that Roxanne was nestled up next to me on my left-hand side, she must have crawled into the bed with me and out of exhaustion from the looks of it because she looked worse for wear as she laid there out cold next to me.
It wasn't long after that I heard the door creak open as it shut with a click and oddly enough I see two people I last expected enter the room as I was beginning to wonder how I got here in the first place. They immediately noticed that I was awake as they closed the door and began to look startled in my direction as they come to find that Roxanne was snuggled up next to me while I had attempted to sit up some before they had entered the room, it had been a painful task, but I managed as I grimaced as I clenched my teeth. I smirked when I saw Zoey look from me to Roxanne with fear and surprise as she grabbed little Mikey's sleeve, and Mike had the same ridiculous expression on his face too.
"Well, what brings you, peons, here?...What's the occasional because I know it's not my birthday...Too soon for that shit." I remarked with sarcasm as I smirk at both of them as I watch them both take a seat close to my bedside.
"Don't be rude Mal. If it wasn't for Roxanne, we would have never found your sorry butt in the first place." Zoey remarked with a glare that she directed at me as she held onto Mike for protection as she added when her eyes fell on Roxanne, "And God please tell me that you're not doing what I think you're doing with Roxanne as you did to Bailey and me."
I chuckled out loud quietly and with an amused tone of voice say, "And just what would that be, Zoey?...We did a lot of fun things together. Why don't you remind me?"
"Stop it Mal, you know darn well what Zoey means!" Mike said with a scowl as he defended Zoey as he wrapped a protective arm around her.
With a wave of my hand, I indicated in Roxanne's direction as I raise an eyebrow and with a dry laugh, I say, "Oh...And I suppose you think this is my doing?...You two are completely clueless as ever. Roxanne does this kind of thing almost on a regular basis when she's afraid at night, but as for why she's doing it now, even I'm at a loss."
"As for the other question you asked," I said with a devious smile as I tilt my head to the side and take a brief second to look at my new plaything and then back at Mike and Zoey, I go on to say, "...yes I've moved on and found someone new. You could say that she brings little more excitement into my life, and I haven't had a dull moment with her yet."
They both gasped in horror before I even had time to finish talking and all could I do was only smile even more at the inviting looks of shock and fear they both display on their faces. They were both completely speechless and I come to expect that kind of reaction from a couple of goody-two-shoes like themselves.
Mike was the first to come out of his startled coma as a flash of anger crossed his face as he scowled me and said, "You were supposed to stop this Mal, that's why Mr. Valenti put you in the all-boys-juvie in the first place. Why are you still doing this?..."
"Keep your voice down Little Mike or do you intend on waking up the sleeping princess here. You always did like to play the role as the hero, the knight-in-shining-armor while trying to save the day." I say as I stroke Red's head for a moment just to see the looks on their faces as I continue on to say, "As for why, isn't it obvious by now...because I can that's why!"
I laughed as I see them both steaming with fury directed at me as I go on to say, "If it puts your minds at ease, she's not as easy to control as either you or Bailey were, Zoey. No, she's much more disobedient and hasn't followed a single one of my rules I've laid out. And what's even more rather intriguing is the fact that she actually has had the audacity to strike me on more than one occasion. I've let it go of course, but only for my own personal amusement. I've never met someone so...oh what is the word for it...," I paused as I closed my eyes as I stroke my chin and then reopen them with a devilish smirk as I reply, "...so uncooperative."
With looks of bewilderment and confusion on their faces, as they look from one another and back to me, I go on with just as much confidence as I remark, "To put it in lame-man-terms, I like this one and I'm keeping her this time...for good! So deal with it peons...and besides, there's nothing you can really do about it anyway."
"W...What do you mean by that?" Zoey stuttered with fear laced into her words as she looked at me with shock and anger.
"It means sweet and naive little Zoey, that Roxanne is mine. At least in another year she will be and legal when I turn eighteen, I'd take her now if I could but then it would ruin all my plans that I've carefully laid out. You see that old fool that took me under his wing has decided to make me his successor to all his wealth and riches, and in order for me to obtain it, I must first marry his granddaughter who is now the sole heiress to all that dough and the title. Now, do you two dim-witts finally understand how petty your attempts are to stop me this time?" I practically sing from my perch on the cot as I watch Zoey gasp and cover her mouth with both hands and Mike clench his fists in anger and in defeat because the poor imbecile knows that I've finally won this one.
"Mal, there's no way you can force someone wed to you if they don't want to! That's just crazy talk!...And you mean to tell me that Mr. Valenti is her grandfather?!" Mike said defensively as his eyes went from a look of dislike to incredulity at what I just revealed.
"If you don't believe me, I can always wake up the princess and you can confirm it with her if you prefer her voice over mine." I said in a smug tone of voice as I regarded them both with amusement.
"I can't believe it!...This is all insane!...Mal, what is the whole point of this?!" Mike said as he slumped his shoulders in defeat as he looked at me with hopelessness starting to take root.
I smirked and chuckled as I lay back down against my pillows as I lay here and listen their "why's" and "how could you's" as I predicted would come from these two buffoons. Nothing they do or say anymore surprises me, and I was starting to feel irritated and annoyed by it.
"Why would you even do that Mal?...Roxanne was in complete tears when we found the both of you, I thought Mike was gonna have to pry her off of you. I don't know what lies or promises you made her, but they need to stop now and end here because she obviously cares about you, and...why I can never understand especially when that person is...you!" Zoey said with fear as she always does when she looks at me as she stood up in pointed at me in disgust when she got to the end of her little rant fest.
I snorted and took a deep breathe as I humored them further as I narrowed my eyes in glee and comment, "How touching...My sweet little slave girl actually cried for me?...What devotion. Too bad, I could never get any of that raw emotion out of you or Bailey, huh?...I always knew she held some sort of feelings for me even though she tries her damnedest to shield it from me."
Both Mike and Zoey now glared with hatred in their eyes at me, but at that last comment I made I felt Roxanne grip my shirt and I knew then that she had been awake and heard enough of our little chat as I watch her quickly sit up and glare at me with those alluring eyes of hers I can never get enough of when she's angry with me.
Roxanne's Pov:
I don't know why I had decided to climb into Mal's hospital cot other than the fact that I was pretty tired and there was nowhere else to really lay down, but nonetheless, I did and I was soon out like a light switch. The next thing I knew because I know I couldn't have been asleep for too long, came the sudden sounds of upset voices coming from behind me and Mal's cocky one right beside me which I was pretty sure was the very cause of it all. Hearing all the horrible things that Mal was saying and the awful reminder of the fact that I was going to have to marry this creep, those were not the things I wanted to hear as soon as I woke up. At Mal's last despicable comment, I finally had enough as I got up into a sitting position and quickly reached my hand back and laid it on him good and left him sitting there holding his face like a scolded child as I bolted the room and slammed the door in further retaliation. I knew if I tried to say something or anything, I would have only ended in a very heated argument between the both of us, and I really didn't want to do that in front of Mike and Zoey of all people.
I wasn't sure where I thought I was going, but nevertheless, I figured I needed to some fresh air before I could make myself go back to Mal's room and have a row of round two with him. I saw a vending machine not too far away, so I stopped to get a drink, but then realized I didn't have any money, so I sighed and kept on walking, it was by then I remembered Mal talked me into ditching my grandfather at the restaurant and I cringed because I knew better than to do something so irresponsible. I went to the front desk and called him, he was not happy with me and even more so not with Mal either as I explained where we were and what happened. I told him I was fine and Mal was...too, only add a bullet hole and he was just dandy. My Pappy laughed dryly and said that Mal had better be the one injured and not me, and after reassuring him several times I was fine, he then said he'd be there in less than an hour. After I hung up, I thanked the man at the desk for letting me use the phone and regrettably went back to Mal's room to let them know that my grandfather was coming.
Mal's Pov:
After Roxanne had struck me in front of Mike and Zoey and then fled the room, it grew quiet as I reached up and touched my stinging cheek as Mike just stared unbelievingly at what he just witnessed and Zoey did too at first but then said I deserved it plus some for the things I said. Not long after that, Mike demanded to know what I had done to her since I last called him and so I humored him with some of the details like how I forced her into being my slave girl in the first place and the fight in the library and then before I could go into detail about our little roller coaster ride in the elevator, the door opened again. Speaking of which, it was my hot-tempered little vixen, she narrowed her eyes at me in disgust as she closed the door and took a chair beside Zoey.
My smile widened as I turn to her and say, "Roxanne, you're just in time. I was just about to tell my captive audience about the fun we had in the elevator right before it almost killed us."
With the same look on her face of disgust and now anger, she got up stiffly and leans over my bed rail and grabs the front of my hospital shirt-garment as she hissed at me face to face and says, "Save it Mal!...In less than an hour my grandfather will be here, and I don't think he's gonna be too happy to see you when he does, so you might want to drop that cocky attitude of yours and zip it!...I've had just about enough and quite frankly I'm not in the mood for it!...So just don't go there with me!"
Both simpletons gasped at Roxanne's and my normal way of interacting with one another as I smirked at them and look back at Roxanne and laugh as I remove her fingers from my garment and say smoothly, "Is that so?...Tell me does he plan on putting another bullet in me why I lie here and wait?"
Her eyes narrowed at me even further, I haven't seen her this angry since the night I gave her the engagement gift as she dug her hands in the bed rails and darkly retorted at me, "How the hell should I know?!...I just called him to let him know where we are and that we're okay, that's more than what you did!...You are completely irresponsible Mal and a creep for what you pulled in the park!...And to be honest, at this point, I hope he does!...I mean there I was on the side of the road worried to death that you were going to die and all you can do is lay up in this stupid bed and arrogantly talk about owning me and my inheritance like I'm not even a person...like I wasn't even here!...grrr, I can't even stand the sight of you!...You make me sick! If you weren't-,"
I didn't allow her to finish because I had other plans so I leaned in and added with just as much thunder in my voice for kicks as I smirked and said, "You'd do what exactly?!"
She growled at me as I grabbed her chin and then slapped my hand away and spat back at me, "I'd kick your ass, that's what!"
I fell back into my pillows in laughed with mirth. Kick my ass?!...She's got a sense of humor, but she's got another thing coming if she thinks she can take me on...Ha...Kick my ass!...
When I was done having a good laugh, I looked over and saw that she had not even moved an inch from her position, but only glared daggers at me even harder as I humorously say, "I'd love to see that, toots. But why don't you be a good girl and get me something to eat. All this droll talk of taking me on has made me hungry. Make me a sandwich."
I swear if she wasn't mad at me before this could have been the most chaotic thing I ever witness as she stood there shaking in fury at me turning redder by the second as she said not a word to me and spun on her heel and slammed the door so hard, it cracked the glass in the door's small window. I could hear her swear as she stormed off even with the door closed, it was amazing as I laid there grinning from ear to ear.
Zoey's Pov:
I sat in awe at Roxanne because I have never met anyone brave enough to stand up to Mal like she did just now, aside from what Mike did with Mal in his mind and then the time he had him removed from his head permanently. It was amazing, it was like she didn't even care what the consequences of her actions were going to be after taking Mal on like that, in my book that was purely amazing and she had my full support and respect for doing it. I was beginning to think that maybe she did have what it took to take out Mal, I wish she had been around before Mal did all the sick and twisted things he did to Bailey and me. We might have escaped a lot sooner especially after all the things Mal bragged about before she came back.
I gotta say though I would have been pretty furious too if Mal told me that, but I would have never had to guts to do what she just did just now. Looking over at Mike, he was in a daze as he stared after her, I take it that he could not fathom it too. Mal just laid back all smug after his sexist remark with his hands entwined together as he smiled deranged at us in his creepy version of pure bliss and then decided he'd continue to tell us where he left off at as he went on about their adventures like before Roxanne had came back.
Interesting enough Bailey had texted me and told me she saw Mal on a motorbike with a girl whom she thought might be Roxanne just under a few hours ago and then I presume to tell her, she was right and that not to worry because Mike and me had it under control as I filled her in on the details. I was then drawn back into Mal's disturbing story about them being trapped in an elevator where he claims and brags if he wanted to he could have let her go and let her fall to her death, but didn't because it would have destroyed his plans. Disturbingly enough, Roxanne was all he talked about, it reminded me of the time Mike had sent himself to that hospital to get Mal under wraps and get better control over him where Mal had only asked for Bailey ever time I'd see him. I wasn't really sure what his fascination was with Roxanne, from the sound of it he wasn't able yet to get her to lust for him and need him in that way like he had done Bailey and me. Roxanne must be a fighter if she could hold Mal off this long, the girl's got strength. The fact that he hasn't been able to gain full control over her must be why he wants her so bad. I hold Mike's hand and he squeezes mine in reassurance that everything's going to be alright as we both sigh and continue to listen to Mal's relentless perverted ideas when he does finally get her under his thumb.
Mal's Pov:
I watched with amusement at the look on their faces as I go into absolute full detail about the few times I did have my way with Roxanne. The first two times weren't really that amazing to go into, and I made sure to edit the part where I apologized to Roxanne for making her cry in the second time, but the third time. I went into complete detail on that little gem as I listen to Mike protest and begged me to just stop already, but I wasn't giving up not until got to the best part...
By that time, the door reopened and Roxanne came back in just in time to hear my favorite part...
"...and then my back was so clawed up that I actually had to go see the nurse about it the next morning, but what really got me excited was right before she came, she bite m-," I was explaining all this while I had my hand resting on my knee as I had my leg up and drawn towards me as I used my other hand to grip the bed railing, but I was soon cut off as she came storming up to me with a flushed face.
"Damn it, Mal!...How dare you tell them that?!...As if it wasn't bad enough that you had to brag about it to your two stupid peons, but now...Mike and Zoey too?!" She thundered at me as drew closer to my bedside with that same dangerous look she gave me before she left just a few minutes ago.
I echoed her words as I rolled in the bed with my eyes closed as I laughed out loud and said, "My stupid peons!...Nice!...I can't wait to tell the-,"
Before I could finish laughing and quoting my statement she pounded her way up to me and with her eyes the most dangerous I've seen yet, she dumped the entire bowl of soup over my head and flung the bowl at me so violently that even Mike and Zoey cringed in their seats as they gasped and she left without a word slamming the door right on cue. I sat there perplexed with a look of pure shock on my face because I honestly didn't think she'd do that and no girl has ever done that to me or anyone for that matter, I was completely without a rebuke. Then I just laughed. All I could do was laugh because I enjoyed it. I liked the way she looked at me just now, it was exhilarating.
I could almost feel the sparks flying from her wrath and it turned me on with heightening pleasure from the memory of it just seconds ago as I sideways glance at Mike who is just sitting there blinking several times and Zoey with her hands over her mouth in shock, but then she stands up and points while she says defiantly, "Looks like you just met your match Mal, and I hope she continues to sock it to you in the near future too!"
I look at her with this sudden burst of energy and stated without even thinking about it with a devious look on my face as I grin from ear to ear like a fool with chicken noodles dripping down my face as I say, "And that's exactly why I love that woman!"
Mike nearly choked on a can of soda he was drinking and Zoey dropped her pointed finger at me in mid-air and they both stared at me and shouted at the same time, "What?!"
Oh shit!...That wasn't supposed to happen!...Shit!...If Roxanne finds out...
I toss the bowl in the floor and pulled my hospital garment that is now soaked in soup off over my head as I wipe the remaining chunks of soup from my hair and face while the whole time I glare something dark and sinister at them both as I state, "Neither one of you had better not breathe a word to Roxanne about this, and I mean it!...I'll wring both of your necks!"
"You had better come up with a good reason for us to keep it then, shouldn't you Mal?" Mike said with a nervous smirk he crossed his arms over his chest and I look over to Zoey and she smiling just as mischievously at me.
"Excuse me, but what did you say?!...What are you two imbeciles implying then?!..." I growled at both them darkly.
"The only way I'll keep your secret Mal...is if you keep your hands off of her and stop this ridiculous slave girl obsession of yours!" Zoey said with a pinched face as she placed both of her hands on her hips to emphasize her point.
"I agree with Zoey. If you agree to stop doing that, then I'll also keep your secret." Mike said with just as much conviction as he placed a hand on Zoey's shoulders as they both waited for my reply.
I narrowed my eyes, but then thought to myself what they don't know can't hurt them, so I pretended to be defeated and accepted their offer. Then Mike helped me get up and into the small bathroom where I wash the trails of soup off of me while Zoey had called a nurse to come and change my bed sheets. They were just finishing up as Mike help me back into bed, I really didn't need the peon's help but decided to just play along with it anyway. My wound wasn't that bad, but it did smart enough that my movements were limited.
Just as Roxanne came back in and the nurse left with my soiled sheets and clothing telling Mike and Zoey that the old man was just now pulling up, Roxanne seemed like she had calmed down some but still looked at me with dislike as we regarded each other for a minute, she then turned and excused herself to use the bathroom. By then Mike and Zoey, I assumed didn't notice her as they both left to meet with the old man to probably discuss how they found us and whatever else that pops into their simple little heads. I didn't say anything as I waited for her to come back out.
Roxanne's Pov:
I was still so mad at Mal for telling them all that and embarrassed about it too. I just don't understand how he gets off enjoying doing that to people.
What is wrong with him?...Today I actually had fun with him, but then he went and ruined it at the park and then I was so terrified because I thought he was really dead after he blacked out on me...And that comment he made...He thinks I'm beautiful!?...Surely that's him either losing it or trying to play me for a fool...All this stuff swimming around in my head...it's so overwhelming...I just don't know how to deal with it all right now...
I sighed as I finished my busy in the bathroom as I wash my hands and step out to see that everyone was gone and I was now alone with the jerk as he lays there watching me with a smirk on his face as I took a seat by his bed.
"That was some sandwich, care to make me another?" He says with a smirk as he waits for me to blow up on him, but I'm not playing his game this time.
"Make your own damn sandwich, I'm tired and I'm not playing these mind games with you. It's nearly three o'clock in the morning, Mal. Just give me break." I said tiredly as I glare at him.
Mal didn't say anything for a minute as though he was rethinking or regrouping and that always makes me very nervous, it was then that I was about to get up and leave before he came up with some crazy idea, but he then spoke and said, "Hey, I gotta take a piss. Help me up."
I looked at him as I raise a brow and said, "Then call a nurse or wait until Mike and them get back, I'm not going in there with you."
With a serious face, he said, "But I have to go now and it can't wait that long for a nurse, and besides I'd be damned if I asked Mike for something like that."
I groan because apparently, he's not going to drop it, so I get up and go to his other side of the bed with the bed rail not as high, and help him down, and say, "You know the doctor said you're not supposed to be moving so much. You're gonna reopen the wound."
As soon as his feet hit the ground me grabbed me which startled the crap out of me as I yelped with surprise as he tosses me onto the bed where I landed on my side, and then even though he grimaces in pain, Mal smirks as he practically dives on top of me. I close my eyes and place my hands over my head in defense as I feel him not land on top of me as I thought he would, but instead, I feel him crawling onto my figure as I try to wiggle my way out from under him, but to no avail.
He just closes off all my exit routes and pins me in and as I continue to try to shield him from myself, he pours himself over me and chuckles breathlessly in my ear as he says, "Now where did we leave off at in the park?"
I stiffen as I start to feel myself panicking. No!...Not this again!...Why?...
Mal continues on as though I was meant not to say anything to that as he says, "Mike and Zoey seem to think you have some feelings for me, Roxanne. I wonder if they could be right."
Mal suddenly sits up as he straddles me and quickly grabs both my hands and pin them over my head with one hand and with his free one he grabs my chin as he forces me to look at him while slowly inch by inch leaning in as he slowly says, "Tell me and be honest, you know I can tell when you're lying to me, Roxanne. Do you harbor feelings for me?...Do you like me?"
My lips quivered because I knew I couldn't answer that truthfully even if I wanted to as I closed my eyes and try to twist myself free underneath his weight. I couldn't face him and answer that. I just couldn't. I felt his hand leave my face as he trailed it down my right shoulder all the way up to my arm and then my wrist. He grabbed both of my wrists with both of his hands and made me look him in the eye as he looked at me more firmly.
I began trembling as he asked me again as I felt his breathe on my cheek, "Well...do you?"
I closed my eyes tight and shook my head no over and over.
Mal laughed and whispered in my ear smugly, "You're lying Roxanne. You can't even look me in the eye, can you?...Are you ashamed of liking me?...Or are you just too scared of the fact that you like someone as dangerous as me?"
I started wiggling again trying to get free because I didn't want to discuss this with him. I honestly didn't know what my feelings for him were and it scared me. Deep down I didn't hate him as much I try to convince myself I do, but at the same time I couldn't accept the thought of liking him either, my feelings were mixed and confused, but I couldn't tell him that.
"Roxanne..." He continued to breathe into my ear which made me shudder from fear and disturbingly enough excitement too. When did Mal begin to excite me?!...
I started breathing heavily in panic as I begged him to stop and told him that my grandfather would be here any minute and that he was digging himself a grave by doing this.
He chuckled as he let go of one of my hands and started to trace his fingers across the side of my face and deviously said with a wicked grin on his face, "I locked the door."
I gasped as I try to push his hand away from my face, but he just grabs it with his other hand again and continues to taunt me as I said, "Y...You did what?!"
"That's right, you heard me. We may not have long to play, but I'm sure to enjoy what little time I can squeeze until then since I won't be seeing my lovely little slave girl for the next couple of days." He said half amused and half annoyed by it.
"So tell me will you miss me while I'm not there?" He said with his lips just barely touching mine as I started to feel strange and heated all over.
"When I come back and I trust me I will, I'll have something very special in mind just for you." He says with a devilish grin and then takes my breathe away by sealing that promise with a fierce kiss that started at my jawline and then ended on my lips.
Before I could answer or Mal could go on teasing me, the door was opened and there stood my grandfather with a seriously dangerous look in his eyes as he looks from Mal to me, but mostly Mal.
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