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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:
I woke up extra early this morning because I was determined to get me a good size weapon to carry on me and I didn't care if Chris, chef, or even Raph tried to complain about it and tell me I couldn't carry it, I was gonna get me one no matter what. As quickly and as silently as possible I got fully dressed as I snuck out of my cell as soon as the doors opened and took a deep breath as I faced my fears of going to Mal's turf alone. I was more than certain I'd find what I needed there, before I left my cell I doubled checked to make sure I had both of my minor versions of protection on me, and I did so without any more delay I creeped out of my cell and into the hallway leading up to elevator and the hall that lead down to Mal's cell. From there I peeked around the corner and saw that not many guys were up yet, but I could hear their low voices as they were getting up and moving around in their cells it was then that I made a mad dash towards the stairs. I took two steps at a time as I felt my heart was pounding wildly in my chest as I fearfully waited at any moment for some creep to jump up on me, but so far so good.
As I made it to the door to the top, I carefully looked out of the glass window frame to see if anyone was out there yet and with luck on my side there was no one out yet, so I quickly opened the door and out I went. It was a little chilly this morning, but aside from that it wasn't too bad as the wind blew lightly around me as I took in Mal's mini-kingdom from his supposed throne to a couple of tables and chairs to coolers to the karaoke machine and instruments to finally what I've been looking for...bats, clubs, pipes, shivs, crowbars, etc. There was a good size steel baseball bat near the door that I immediately claimed with a smile of triumphant as I seized it, but as I turned around to go back out the door several of what I assumed to be Mal's thugs stood there in the entrance blocking my escape just staring at me like they couldn't decide what they wanted to do.
At first, one of them just looked at me like he wanted to come after me, but one of them put his arm in front of him and warned him by saying, "Don't man...if word reaches Pete, he'll have Mal breathing down our necks about touching his chick."
"Yeah...whatever man.." The other guy grumbled as he pushed me to the side and all four of them went out the exit door onto the turf and walked over to one of the tables where they sat and pulled out a deck of cards and cigarettes and no longer noticed my presence.
I was startled but relieved by it...and even in awe at how much control and power Mal had over these guys even when he wasn't here to throw his weight around and violently maim someone. To be that much afraid of someone and only one person alone out of a huge group of guys says a lot to me when it comes down to it...just what did Mal do to earn such allegiance from these bums. He must have done some really crazy stuff...
I suddenly snapped out of my revery as I tightened my hold on my bat and headed out the door and was confronted with more guys, but it was like the majority of them just looked right through me and kept on walking as they converse among one another and headed out the door onto the roof. I did my best to squeeze by to get through and head back down the stairs feeling all the more relieved as I finally got down to the last steps, my foot was feeling amazingly better than it had in a while. I had checked it this morning and it was but a small clean cut no bigger than my pinkie finger now and nearly closed up. That was another thing that brightened my day with it healing up faster now without Mal dragging me everywhere and chasing after me, it could finally heal properly and I could do all the things I wanted to do better now which means that Mal better watch himself because he wasn't getting any mercy from me anymore. Not anytime soon and not by a long shot. I smirked to myself as I started plotting ways to get even with him for all the crap he's been putting me through as of late as I head to the elevator and down to the mess hall for some breakfast and prayed Chef's cooking wouldn't kill me.
With my bat slung over my shoulder and a book tuck under my other hand which I grabbed on the way back from my cell, I walked into the mess hall with no problems even though I did see Steve and his creeps eyeballing me on my way, but for some reason they kept there distance this time. As I walked on forward to get in line for something to eat, I heard the regular buzz around me as guys rough-housed with one another, talked too loud, and even broke out in occasional fights over what looked like petty things. Regardless I ignored it as I grabbed my tray and looked for a place to eat where the noise wasn't too bad, in the corner furthest away from the groups and crowds I noticed Duncan and his friends and when our eyes connected he nodded and waved for me to come on over, so I did.
"Hey Red...good morning, we saved you a seat," Duncan said as he pointed at an empty chair across from him as his other friends stopped talking for a moment and said hey before they went back into their conversation.
I smiled and headed towards them as I took the seat Duncan indicated putting my stuff down and laying my bat in my lap for the time being and said, "Morning guys, how's it going?"
One of Duncan's friends, a short guy with messy blonde locks with a confused look on his face asked, "What's with the bat?...You got some beef with somebody this morning?"
"No...just my replacement for Mal until I have to see his stupid face again which I hope isn't too soon," I said with a shrug of my shoulders as I stuffed my face with scrambled eggs.
Duncan and the other guys laughed, blondie nearly choked on his milk at my statement as he covered his mouth and grabbed a napkin.
"That bad huh?" Duncan asked as he crossed his arms over his chest with slight concern.
"I suppose it could be worse, " I paused and thought about it and then said, "...no it's bad, and at this point, I don't know how it could get any better. I guess you probably already know about Mal and me. Word seems to travel fast here."
"Only through Mike and Zoey did I hear about it, plus Bailey took me about yours and Mal's little bike ride the other night. Where if you don't mind me asking, where did you and Mal go the other night?" Duncan asked with a concentrated look on his face as he seemed interested in my reply.
Dear God, if Duncan knows about Mal and me leaving juvie that night...that can only mean one thing...
Duncan quickly looked around and leaned in closer as he added in a low voice, "And what were you guys doing making out in the hall?"
My face turned scarlet red as I dropped my fork.
Damn it!...He does know...
I started stammering as I tried to get a hold of myself, I had totally forgotten about that...about grabbing Mal and kissing him full on the mouth and really liking that, so in the same tone of voice I said, "H...How'd you f...find out about that?!... Were you there?!...Did you see everything?!"
"Just Mal creaming some poor sap in the hall and then you grabbing Mal by his collar and kissing him like there was no tomorrow from some scene in a sappy chick-flick movie. Seriously...dude what was that all about?...Are you and Mal serious or something?...I know Mike and Zoey said you guys are pretty much getting hitched, but-," Duncan said as he shot off question after embarrassing question.
I cut him off as I gripped my bat with white knuckles as I panicked and slightly angrily replied but not towards him in general, "No...we're not an item!...Not no, but hell no!..."
After a moment of pause as Duncan tried to duck from my freaked out and panicked outburst, I kind of hung my head as I groaned and quietly said, "Sorry that wasn't aimed towards you...I'm just really stressed out about being forced to marry that creep and...I don't know what I was thinking when I kissed him...I'm such an idiot."
Then I added, "Oh...and Mal beat that creep up because he was trying to take advantage of me and probably also because he was making eyes at me in class earlier that day. I think Mal might have been jealous as crazy as that must sound."
"No...look it's fine, but I won't lie you did rattle my chain there for a minute...and wait you're telling me that Mal was taking that shrimp out because he touched you?" Duncan asked with wide eyes in disbelief.
I sighed out loud and groaned as I began telling Duncan about Mal's sudden over possessive behavior those last couple of days and I even begrudgingly told him about the stupid engagement gift and the events that led to it that night as I stood up and looked around to make sure no one was looking as I lifted my shirt just enough for him to see it.
He paled at it and said, "Do Mike and Zoey know about this?...What about that old man, your gramps?"
I shook my head with a "no" as I told him why, "It never came up when I was with them and as for my Pappy...I'm pretty sure Mal would be dead if he saw it and knew how I got it."
"So what are you going to do now?" One of the other guys asked as they had all stopped talking altogether and was in shock by Duncan and my conversation.
By then I had sat back down and just hugged myself with remorse as I commented in a small helpless voice, "I don't know...and, to be honest, it all scares me, but not as much as whatever Mal has in store for me."
After my comment Duncan who's not one for the sappy stuff tried to cheer me up and by telling me that they still had my back if I needed them which I gave them a small smile and thanked them for being a good friend when I needed one the most. When I had finished the rest of my tray or what looked edible anyways, I got up and told them that I'd see them later because I wanted to go to the library and return my book before classes started, so with that I left and was on my way.
Mal's Pov:
It had finally dawned onto me how the best way to get Roxanne to say "yes" to my proposal, all I needed to do was gain her trust again and win her affections...and I knew she was developing feelings of attraction towards me pretty rapidly over the last couple of days. After all the old man did say he'd make my life hell if I didn't keep her happy, so if I tricked her into falling in love with me...I'd be killing two birds with one stone. Making any advances towards her right now wouldn't be wise anyway since Raph would be tailing me and watching more closely, but I could still find ways to touch her without making her think I'm gonna ravish her on the spot. Another thing was I would need to find a way to get her to trust me again...just enough to get her to believe that I am not only interested in playing with her, but caring for her too. I needed a plan...
I've been pacing my room for the last couple of days lost in a trail of scattered thoughts and was starting to feel impatient which was something out of character for me to be fretting over ways to what?...to try and woo a girl I just met almost a little over a week ago. What disturbed me the most was that I was beginning to develop feelings of longing for her. I wanted her almost every day now and not just sexually. The need I had for her could not be described in words. I needed to have her even if it was just so I could be looking at her that alone would satisfy me at least for the moment. As crazy as it sounds...I could never tell her these things because if I did...I know she'd not be happy with my future plans for the old man's business. I still wanted my tower and the power of authority and the control that would come with it when I would gain it and I wouldn't stop there either. I'd make sure everyone would feel the full force of my wrath if they so choose to challenge me and the complete control I'd have over them when I finally did get my way and trust me...I will for I will not fail this time...
At least this time my sweet little slave girl has no one to run to...but me...
Roxanne's Pov:
Just like the last two days, classes went by slowly and very dully as I tried not to fall asleep in them and for me, that would probably be dangerous since I am the only female delinquent in here and I still haven't figured out how that even got approved in the first place. I did have a few classes with Duncan and his crew, so it wasn't too boring as I watched them prank the instructors and the few classes with Chef in them.
At some point trouble was just waiting to happen, and sure enough it did after my third class today right after lunch when I was on my way to my next class, it was then that David who was one of Steve's creeps and a few others that were with him at the time had decided to start something with me.
As I rounded the corner David and two of the other creeps pin me into a wall, and David leered down at me and smugly commented, "Well...Well...Well...what do we have here?"
This brown-haired tall guy I recognized from the time I first showered with Mal whose name I think was Robert added, "Looks like you've run out of luck since your crazy boyfriend's not here to save you."
They all gave me lewd stares, but today I was not going to be intimidated. I wasn't feeling it and they were about to be feeling it if you know what I mean. I didn't say anything as they continued on with their mocking and taunts and rude gestures they made with their hands and other parts of their bodies, but when one of them reached out to touch me...boy did he mess up.
The one called Robert started raking his eyes over my figure and tried to put an arm around me as he said lewdly, "You know I know a place where we can all hang loose and you can let it all hang out if you know what I mean."
As soon as his hand snaked down and touched my butt, I clenched my teeth together in outrage and took my bat and swing it hard between his eyes which caused him to stagger back a few steps as the other guys stood there and laughed at him for his folly.
"Damn...she tore you up, Rob!" One of the shorter ones jeered as he laughed and the rest joined in too.
Robert touched his face where I swung my bat and saw as he raised his hand to his eyes a small amount of blood and then looked at me with displeasure in a low tone of voice he growled angrily, "You shouldn't have done that babe. Somebody is gonna have to teach you some manners."
With Robert and the rest of them trying to pin me into the wall even more further, I started looking for a loophole and luckily enough I found one just big enough for my small frame to squeeze through as one of them tried to grab me, I hit them as hard as I could and ran. I didn't stick around to hear them moan and groan over it as I looked for a nearby place to hide and the closest I could find was the restrooms, so I ran inside and looked for a place to hide. Not the stalls. Too obvious. I started to panic as I tried to remain calm...then I looked up and suddenly got an idea. I quickly climbed up one of the stalls as I heard them coming and then push the ceiling tile up and it worked, I carefully pulled myself up and into the small compressed space in the ceiling and place the tile back into place so they didn't see me...and then I waited.
I thought to myself as I waited that after all this climbing and crawling around in vents and now the ceiling space that I must have either been a cat or a monkey in my past life, it was ridiculous the things I had to do to survive in this place. I was either gonna get touched or beaten in the end, and if I had to choose I'd say neither because I wasn't having it. Within seconds I could hear them calling me as they started slamming open stall door after stall door trying to find me but to no avail, they then began swearing out loud and then from the sound of it a small fight broke out over it.
"Where the hell did she go?!...We all know we saw her run in here to hide. I wanted some of that before Steve gets it." One of them whose voice I didn't recognize said angrily as from the sound of it kicked the trashcan.
"You know damn well if you touch her before Steve does, he'll lose his cool and ripped out your balls himself if he doesn't get the first go at her," David shouted irritably and from the sound of things punched the other guy pretty hard.
"Dude, don't touch me or so help me I will bust your face in!" The other guy shouted back at David.
The other guys started shouting "Fight! Fight! Fight" and from the sound of it David and that other guy were really tearing it up down there. I think one of them broke a mirror because I heard glass shatter and then bodies being slammed into walls and stall doors. After what felt like forever but was more than likely a good half hour, the noise died down and carefully I moved the tile back to see them all making their way out the exit door as David swore and gave the other guy a dirty look as he hesitantly backed away like he dared the other guy to say something. Say anything.
After they were gone for a good five minutes I decided to get down, but as soon as I tried to move a small part of the ceiling began collapsing. I started to panic as I held my breath and did my best not to move. Not even an inch.
How am I gonna get down without getting seriously hurt?!...My perch is right above the stalls and if I fall, I'm looking at some serious damage here...
I then remembered the walkie, so I slowly but carefully reach for my walkie and pull it out as I sigh out loud and press the button down to speak and say, "Can someone come and get me down from here?"
There was a pause and for a moment, I didn't think anyone was going to reply but then it buzzed as I heard a cranky familiar voice say, "This is not the fire department rescue princess."
"Fine, then you can explain to Mal why Steve's creeps took me hostage or worse!" I retorted back at him even though technically they were already gone, but as far I saw it he didn't need to know that. I needed help getting down and if I had to tell a little white lie to make it happen then so be it.
Within seconds Pete sourly buzzed me again and said, "You are taking full advantage of this radio station sister!"
I was losing my grip and knew I couldn't hold on for much longer as I angrily spat back at him, "I'm going to take full advantage of putting my fist in your face if you don't come and get me down from here right now this instant!"
I could hear several of the other guys on the walkies making a mockery of Pete and making other obscene comments until Pete shouted over them to close their mouths or he'd close them for them himself, but it didn't work because they still laughed and poked fun at him. I could still hear Big Ed laughing in the background too which regardless of how ridiculous of the situation it was it still made me smile some.
Finally, Pete sounded like he had enough as he roared over walkie and said, "Fine, where the hell are you then, you little pain the ass!"
"Try the public restroom dipshit!" I retorted back at him without hesitation because I refused to be intimidated by Mr. Grouch.
There was a pause and then he sounded confused as he said, "What?"
I groaned aggravatedly as I said, "Just get in here and help me. I'll explain later."
Before Pete could reply, Big Ed spoke up and said, "I'm coming. Be there in a few."
I let out a sigh of relief as I smugly replied, "Thanks, Ed, looks like there is a gentleman among the swine."
I heard Pete and a few other guys swear over the walkie and I just laughed as I patiently waited for Big Ed to come and help me down before the ceiling gave in, and surely enough he walked in followed by Pete and that creep, Razor that tried to hit me on Mal's turf. They all three looked around with confused looks on their faces, I considering laughing at this point but being in the position I was in, I was pretty sure laughing would not be a wise choice of actions.
"Up here guys," I said as I let the tile go as it hit the stall door and fell to the floor and broke in half.
"How'd you even get up there?" Razor asked as he studied me as he placed his hands in his pockets.
"I used my superpowers...what do you think?!...I climbed up here you moron!" I said as I glared at him.
Razor gave me the finger and said, "Real cute doll, but you better be glad that you're Mal's little pet because if you weren't-,"
"You'd do what exactly?!" I spat back as I pointed my bat at him.
"Listen here you little ceiling rat, I'll come up there myself and give you something bitch about!" He shouted back as he pointed his finger back at me.
By then Big Ed came over to where I was and since he was a pretty tall guy, he didn't have much trouble getting me down, I thanked him but still gave Razor the stink eye the entire time.
"Alright, children...can we simmer down now?!" Pete shouted over both of us and then in a more calm voice he said, "Thank you...now unless you two still wanna lock horns with each other, let's go!"
I rolled my eyes as I mutter, "Beast before beauty."
Pete didn't say anything, but he didn't give me a dark look before he turned back around and took the lead out the door.
I stuck my tongue out at Razor behind Pete's back and Razor narrowed his eyes at me as one of them twitched as I walked up beside Big Ed and then went into full detail as to why I ended up in there in the first place, while I was doing that we all left the restroom and headed out into the hallway. From there they escorted me to my next class and oddly enough all three of them were in it too, so I ended up having to sit with them since Pete insisted on it because Steve was in there too and he looked pissed about something which I had a feeling it had something to do with his goons not capturing me. He kept glancing my way throughout the entire class and I was beginning to feel glad Pete insisted on me sitting with them now, I don't know what that creep Steve was up to, but I had a feeling it wasn't good. As much as I hated to admit it, I beginning to wish Mal was here, so that creep would bug off.
Pete and the other two stayed with me the rest of day, so I didn't get another chance to go see Duncan after that which kind of annoyed me because there were some other things I really wanted to talk to him about...maybe I'd get a chance tomorrow I thought hopefully. I did brighten my day some when Zoey texted me and said that she and Mike were thinking about coming to see me not today though, but sometime tomorrow.
Just as the day ended and I was getting ready to climb into my blankets and call it a day, I received the best text ever...some of my best friends were coming down from America to see me. I had remembered texting them around the time I first landed my butt in here telling them what happened and how I ended up in here in the first place, so they said they come by and we'd have fun just like old times. I was excited and I honestly didn't think I'd fall asleep but I eventually did, but before I was out I smiled and thought to myself that tomorrow will be a day I'll never forget and I'd make the most of it regardless whether Mal showed up or not.
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