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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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Bailey's Pov:
Worry and panic were beginning to take root inside my head as the minutes dragged on not too long after Chris and Chef took off after Roxanne and Mal while taking that creep, Steve with them to retrieve them both. Knowing from my past experience from dealing with Mal, I can only imagine that he's taken her someplace private and doing to her as he did to me my first time in juvie and the thought was very unsettling and nerve-racking, to say the least. It left me dreading just what life here must have been like for her being the only girl in this juvie and being chased no less by one of the worst perpetrators imaginable. The very thought of even sharing a cell with Mal for one day alone was horrifying to me. How she did it was a mystery to me. Why was he even after her in the first place?
If my identity ever gets revealed, just what will Mal do if he learns I'm here of all places. I remember all too well the last thing he said to me when I came here for closure after everything that's happened. His words still haunt me. I shuddered.
Duncan saw the concern expression on my face and tried to ease my nervousness by saying, "Hey don't worry about Roxanne...she's got this. Believe me, I've seen her take on Mal once before. We can all thank Chris for that."
Just as I was about to ask what he meant by that, he pulled out his phone and explained that Chris rolled a footage of Mal and Roxanne duking it out in the library in here in the mess hall for everyone to watch. Duncan handed me his phone and I watch the footage he claimed a friend of his sent him who taped it during the time Chris played it for everyone to see. It wasn't pretty at all, to be honest, I saw a very tired and worn-down Roxanne with fear very visible on her features as she threw anything and everything that was within arms' reach at a very determined and infuriated Mal that relentlessly chased her from one end of the library to the next. At some point, I began to notice that Roxanne was limping really bad but fighting it and Mal all at the same time. Near the end of it, she finally got away by knocking over a very tall bookshelf onto Mal who in turn looked dangerously miffed as she dashes out the library door to safety. I don't know how she did all that, but she had more guts than I did. Mal would have killed Zoey and me if we had tried to pull any of what she did in that video on him.
My curiosity and dreaded thoughts got the better of me as I asked, "What happened to her leg?...Did Mal do that?"
Duncan went on to explain how Mal had attempted to have his way with her by breaking into her cell one night, though she did escape before he could do anything to her, but it ended with her running in a small pile of glass shards that resorted into her getting a terrible injury that made it difficult for her to get around after that for awhile.
"I remember seeing Mal carrying her around after that for a while, he wouldn't even let her use the wheelchair even though we had one. He took pleasure and full advantage of her not being able to walk properly." Duncan added as he scratched his chin in thought.
I nearly choked on my soda at Duncan's comment as I said, "Let me get this straight...Mal was carrying Roxanne around?!"
"Like she was his own personal doll...as for why?...Who knows...Mal's interest in her aside from what he used to do in the past is a mystery to us all. He's got to where even if a guy looks at her too long, he'll come after them." Duncan said as I could see the look wariness cross his face from the memory of some past event.
From the sound of it, Mal may have only grown worse with his stalking and preying on those weaker than him. Does he even let her breathe at all?
Nothing could have remotely prepared me next for when the word marriage was brought up as I overheard Mike and Zoey mention it. As soon as that word left Zoey's and Mike's mouths, I nearly choked again on my soda pop as I grip the table for support.
"What marriage?!" I asked with an unsettling feeling that was growing in the pit of my stomach.
"Do you remember me telling you over the phone about the guy that put Mal here in juvie?" Zoey asks with an unsettling look on her face as she waited for my reply.
I nodded my head at the memory and said, "Yes...I remember you telling me about it."
"Well that same night that Mal got shot and Mike and I took both Mal and Roxanne to the hospital was when we met Roxanne's grandfather who turned out to be the very same man that bought Mal," Zoey stated uneasily as she looked to Mike for support.
"Wait...What?!" I nearly choked on my soda pop for the second time as the cup dropped out of my hand and hit the floor.
Mine and Duncan's eyes widen in shock as Duncan says, "Wait...hold up...Roxanne never mentioned this! Not the part about her grandfather being involved in all this!"
By now I was stunned as Mike laughed nervously and added, "He took on guardianship of Mal as well. He goes by the name Frank Valenti, and apparently, he's making Mal his successor which means...Mal's gonna force Roxanne to marry him."
"What?!" I shrieked out loud as my eyes widen in horror at the very thought.
"Yeah...That was pretty much my reaction too." Mike said with a small half smile.
By then, Mike and Zoey explained in more detail the events of that night at the hospital, but before Duncan or me could ask anything else concerning the issue, the mess hall doors burst open and in ran an over-energetic Roxanne with a huge grin on her face as she leaped back onto the table and headed toward the stage. What threw me off was the fact that she was pulling Mal by the hand the entire way with no signs of fear visible on her features at all. My mind was scrambling at this point. It couldn't process what was going on in front of it or what Mike and Zoey just told me. Just what was going on here?
On stage, Roxanne cries out hit it and the music starts up again as she starts belting out lyrics and I nearly flop out of my chair in disbelief as Mal picks up an electric guitar revs it up while facing off with Roxanne as they both challenge the other with their musical skills. I turn around for some moral support as I look to Duncan and then Mike and Zoey who was also sharing the same shocked expression as me, none of them knew what to think or even make of it. What did settle some of my uneasiness was the fact that Roxanne seemed unperturbed, it was almost like she was in control of the situation. Mal's eyes had been glued to her the entire time though, but there was no hint of the violence in his eyes like I had seen in the video Duncan shared with me, on the contrary, it looked as though he seemed pleased with having her run wild. After another hour and a half of the music making I had relaxed some, but somewhere in the back of my mind I was still wary and it wasn't just because of Mal being here. It was many things. Mal approaching me and seeing through my disguise. The things Mike and Zoey told me concerning Mal and Roxanne's strange relationship and the other things that went with it. But what really got me is the fact that Mal plainly stated to me that he was done with the desire and magic touch of his to gain control, that he had moved on. What changed his mind? What exactly was he trying to accomplish here?
After that hour and a half was up, Roxanne and her band retired as for Mal he also called it quits as he rejoined his thugs over on the other side of the room, but it didn't last long as he soon followed Roxanne and her band of friends as they came back our way for refreshments.
Roxanne's Pov:
As I was returning back to Duncan and the others and hoping they didn't think I ran out on them with Mal which was something I really didn't plan on doing, but since Chris was bent on crashing our little party, I really didn't have much of a choice at the time. Cinnamon at baked some goodies like some cake and muffins for us and brought them with us to share with everyone else. I stole a chocolate muffin and it was amazing.
"Oh, wow...these are delicious!" Zoey cooed with excitement as she turned and thanked Cinnamon for sharing them.
Mike and Bailey agreed as they both nodded their heads because their mouths were full and either couldn't get a word out at the time.
Duncan didn't even bother trying to hide the fact that his was full as he snarkily said, "These muffins are the bomb!"
Everyone just laughed as Bailey rolled her eyes and smirked at that big lug of hers, but then I saw her shrink back a few steps with mild fright in her eyes as she looked in my direction, I turned to see that it was no other than Mal. Everyone seemed to freeze up at his sudden appearance including Duncan, and he sees Mal almost on a regular basis like I do. Zoey grabbed Mike's elbow out of what I assumed was probably habit, even when I met her for the first time at Mal's birthday, she seemed uncomfortable in his presence, but then again I didn't blame after what she and Bailey had gone through. I was mildly afraid of Mal, but mostly just irritated with him most of the time because of his behavior and attitude he displayed when he was around me, and not to mention his lecherous advantage too. He never gave up either, I could see why Bailey was afraid of him. He wasn't looking at her, but his mere presence alone apparently was enough to do her in. I had to keep him from finding out about her if it was the last thing I do as I was pondering that Mike suddenly looked at me oddly and asked me something, I missed it due to me spacing out so he asked again.
Mike was looking at both Mal and me when he asked, "How come you guys are covered in dust?"
"We wouldn't be covered in dust if someone knew how to keep their hands to themselves!" I said heatedly as I used my fingers to emphasize my point as I reached up and grabbed Mal's shirt collar pulling him down to my eye level to glare at him.
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see both Zoey and Bailey gawking and gasping at us while Mike and Duncan both stood there giving us both nervous looks as mine and Mal's little argument began.
"Like you're doing now?" Mal teased as he seemed completely at ease with his arms folded over his chest as he added, "You just can't keep your hands off me, can you?"
My cheeks grew red from both embarrassment and anger as I retorted, "I don't know what delusion that you're suffering from, but you've lost your ever-loving mind if you think for one minute that I want to put my hands on you and touch you!"
"Idiot!" I hissed at him as my annoyance with him became visible for all to see.
Out of nowhere that punk Razor shows up and looks to Mal and remarks, "How come you let her get away with stuff like that, boss?"
Another one of Mal's creeps that I didn't know spoke up and said, "Yeah...why is that?"
I narrow my eyes at Razor and ignore the other one while Mal grins with amusement as I heatedly replied to Razor, "Bug off you, bug-eyed creep. This conversation is for the adults! So get lost!"
Mal blinks for a second at a very peeved Razor who was about to say something, but then Mal just burst into laughter as he pulled my hands away from his shirt as everyone else stands there with no real clue what to say or even do at this point.
Mal smirks as he puts an arm around my shoulders and smoothly replies to no one in particular as he says, "No one amuses me more than my sweet little Roxanne, so of course I let her speak her mind."
Mal's comment unsettled me and made me want to throttle him as I felt my face turn redder still if he was trying to get under my skin, he was doing a splendid job. By now everyone was staring at us, Bailey and Duncan with a look of someone who was terribly lost, Zoey and Mike with mixed looks of worry and nervousness while my friends looked just as lost as Bailey and Duncan, but less scared because they didn't know Mal. I never got around to explaining him to them let alone the marriage nightmare.
I glowered at him darkly as I was about to shove his arm away when suddenly he looks at me intently with an odd expression on his face as he then reaches up to touch what I realized was my cat ear hair clips, but I on instinct immediately swat his hand away and countered, "No touching the cat ears!"
Mal cocked an eye at me and then chuckled lightly as he said, "Seems you live up to my little pet name doesn't it, Hellcat?"
Everyone looked from Mal to me a puzzling look on their faces as I felt myself blush even more if that was even possible at this point. How dare he bring that up?...And here of all places? I instantly removed his arm from around me and glared up at him long enough as I geared up and reached my arm back to sock him one, but he ducks out of the way in time as he simply moves his head to the side to avoid my blow.
Razor and a few other of his creeps gasped at my sudden attempt at hitting their boss as everyone else's response were about the same, I could see the look of horror on Bailey's face like she was waiting for Mal to strike me back, but he didn't.
Mal instead only smirked mischievously at me as he regards me with further amusement glinting in his eyes as he taunts me and says, "Are we gonna fight again so soon?...and just when we were starting to get along too..."
Pistol gives Mal a stern look as she steps up and says, "Hey! That's our girl you're messing with toothpick!
Pistol throws an arm around me which surprises me because I wasn't expecting that (not that she wouldn't or anything) and then the rest of my band swarm around me from all sides with Pris grabbing my arm, but hiding behind me out of fear of being surrounded by so many people all at once.
"Yeah!" Pris spunkily pipes in as she continues to hide behind me, but blows a raspberry at Mal who just raises any eye in mild amusement.
Mal then laughs as he looks curiously at my tiny friend, Pris and then looks at me as he continues to taunt as he says, "How adorable...she's about as fierce as a kitten. I like that."
It was one thing to pick on me and tease me, but to make fun of my friends...no...just no. Mal messed up. He messed up big time. With hot waves of fury rolling off of me, I marched up to Mal and grabbed a hold of his shirt and pulled him off to the side to tell him off as everyone looked fearfully at me except for my friends that still didn't know Mal like everyone here else did.
As soon as we were out of ear sight of everyone else, I still held his shirt with white knuckles as I viciously hissed at him, "I don't know what your problem is with me or what you want from me, but don't you dare make fun of my friends!...Not now, not ever!...And I mean it!"
Mal expression got dark as all amusement left his facial features as he grabbed both of my hands tightly as they were still wrapped around his shirt and coldly remarked, "Are you sure you want to act brave in this rash fashion right now...because I can promise you I will make you regret it before the day is out."
I knew I was playing with fire and I would soon get burned, but I didn't care right at the moment as I barked back at Mal,"I don't care what you do to me...just leave my friends alone! Got that?!"
Mike's Pov:
I knew as soon as Roxanne got into that heated conversation with Mal that things were about to turn nasty between those two unlike how it played out in the hospital where Mal found her antics amusing to him. Judging from the looks from not just our group, but also Mal's group of hoodlums...this was not something they had ever witness as an everyday thing between two of them. I could tell from Zoey and Bailey's faces that they knew better and I myself than to piss off Mal, but Roxanne didn't seem to get that or maybe she just snapped. One of Roxanne's friends suddenly spoke up and then it was one after the other as we all watch Mal and Roxanne get into a very heated discussion that was out of our hearing range.
Pistol was the first one to speak up as she commented "She looked like she wanted to deck him on the spot just now!"
Pris blinks as though she was completely lost as she then adds, "Maybe it's one of those heated passion moments like you see in the movies between two desperate lovers!"
Duncan and I both say at the same time with a nervous laugh, "...Yeah..."
Sissy tilts her head to the side and says with a knowing smirk, "She looked like she was digging him to me!"
We all just kind of stop and look from her back to Mal and Roxanne having it out with each other, and as insane as this is probably going to sound it kind of did look like they were a couple. One that was having a falling out at the most.
Cinnamon just shrugs her shoulders and shakes her head and says, "I got nothing guys. Sorry not seeing it."
Looking back at Duncan and Bailey, I could see that Duncan was worried about how this was going to end and he wasn't the only one. I knew Mal long enough not to get in his way, or try to tell him what was what, it never ended well whenever I tried to reason with him. Mal was convinced of one thing and that he was the master and his word was law because if he wasn't in control of the situation he was going to get it by whatever means possible. Bailey, on the other hand, looked pretty pale and I couldn't blame her as I place a hand on her shoulder to try and comfort her some as Duncan gave her a quick wink and half smile to help ease the current situation.
Mal's Pov:
I could feel all the peons around us staring as I scowled my slave girl for being out of line, but at the moment I didn't care because I had more pressing issues at hand. I couldn't have her displaying this kind of behavior in front of not only my boys, but Steve's as well and there was a handful of them everywhere. It was a wonder none of them haven't tried to pick off Zoey and my slave girl's little friends because a great deal of them was in here for similar reasons as I was.
"I think you've forgotten your position here, Red. I own you and you're mine, not just because I'm gonna make you my woman, but because I still haven't released you from being my slave girl." I said hotly as I continued to grip her hands in mine.
She gasped with fear in her eyes as I smirked and triumphantly say, "That's right...I still have the negatives from the blackmail I got on you even though I've noticed that you've taken the liberty of removing the ones in my locker."
I could tell I had her where I wanted her as she glares angry daggers at me and shook with anger and fear as spat back at me, "I...I'll get you back for this, I won't let you get away with it either...I swear it!"
Just as I smirked with further victory looming in my eyes down upon Roxanne's sinking ones, I hear the voice of the last peon I wanted to talk at the moment as he says, "How touching...I'm beginning to think this is how you both show affection for one another, am I right?"
As soon as the words let Steve's mouth, Roxanne immediately hid behind me as I realized I must have let go of her by now because I could feel her hands trembling as she dug her fingers into my shirt from behind me. Steve leered at her and chuckled at her reactions as I glared at him dangerously for daring to look at my slave girl way he does. I'm well aware that he's a defiler such as myself, but no one messes with what is mine. Not if they plan on living out the rest of their lives in one piece and not several.
With a look of pure aggravation plainly visible for this beef-head to take notice, I growled with my fists all balled up and ready to go as warn him, "I don't know how you managed to get out that slippery fix, but I make sure you stay down permanently this time!"
Peering carefully around my shoulder I hear Roxanne say, "He's like a cockroach...what did you expect?"
I found myself chuckling at her little input as I watch the look of annoyance cross Steve's face as he suddenly decides to make the mistake of confronting me face to face. With one nod of my head, Pete and Big Ed stand close by in case I have to punch his ugly mug and remove Roxanne from the scene if I get too carried away with it.
"A cockroach, huh?...You'll change your mind doll when I show you how much more of a man I am than Mal is over here." Steve challenged as he peered over my shoulders with desire clearly visible as he leered at Roxanne so intensely that it made me snap.
"Oh...it that right?" Was the last thing I remember saying because I'm not sure what happened next, all I know is as soon as those words left his mouth, I felt my blood boil and not just from the comment, but at the way, he openly racks his eyes over my girl.
Without warning I shoved Roxanne into the wall not even looking back to see if she was startled, hurt, or not as I jumped on Steve and started pounding him into the floor as I could feel everyone's eyes on us, but I didn't care what those fools thought because this was my business and I was taking care of it right now.
Somewhere behind me, I could hear Roxanne calling out to me to stop before I killed him, but there was no way I was going to stop now. This peon has been the very thorn in my side since day one when I first arrived here in juvie, and it was time to put him in his place for good this time. The chump got a few hits, but most of them flew past my head as I gave him a final blow to his jaw before getting up and wiping the blood from my own jawline. I see Roxanne cowering in the corner by the wall as she looked at me in full terror at my sudden act of violence even if it was out of pride I refused to let someone as lowly as Steve mock my person in front of my boys and/or my juvie for that matter as I then picked myself up and headed back towards her. I could tell she was afraid of me again like the night I fight him in front her in the entrance hall almost a good week ago. I beat up a lot of fools in front of her come to think of it, but not out pure rage like I just expressed just now, I don't know why but it slightly bothered me that she was this terrified of me. Yes...I wanted her to fear me, but not to the point where she looks at me the way she is now. I swallowed that unexplained emotion as I stop in my tracks front of her as I could tell she was shaking uncontrollably in fear, but trying very hard to hide it from me and more than likely from everyone else as well. Without saying anything at all, I take hold of her by the wrist as I pulled her back with me towards Mike and the others as they look on at me with fear and even Roxanne's friends looked nervously at me as I come to a stop in front of them all as they look at me waiting to see what I would do. When they saw that I had no intention of maiming anyone other than my intended, everyone went back to what they were doing before mine and Steve's little scuffle that we just had. I look over my shoulder as I watch Steve's clowns scooping him off the floor and helping him back up his feet as he glares at me the entire time. I then see the anxious look on Roxanne's face as Steve continues to glare me down until he's on the other side of the mess hall and out of my hair for the moment.
There was one other loose end I needed tying and it was a matter that's been weighing over my head for some time now, though the opportunity has never arisen for me achieve it not until now as I look over at a familiar face, but only briefly as an evil smirk slowly spreads across my face. I watch as Roxanne tell her friends from her band goodbye because apparently if they don't leave now they'll miss their plane or so I overheard one of them say. I could see the longing in her eyes as she watched them go...she'd rather leave with them then stay here and be my mine. That slightly miffs me and I can't exactly pinpoint why aside from the fact that it would ruin my plans and I need her hand in marriage to get what I truly wanted all along.
My attention was soon brought back to me as I see Roxanne had moved on and interesting enough I hear the word marriage pass her lips as she talks to Duncan and his friend no doubt about our little budding relationship. I chuckled to myself as I smile wickedly while I suddenly approach Roxanne again and the others because I now knew how I wanted to do this. None of them noticed as I stopped and stood beside Roxanne as they all nervously chatted with one another.
"Good grief...what is Mal's problem?" Duncan sputtered as he looked from one person to another with disbelief.
"Don't know...he's always been that way. Trust me, I know." Mike said uneasily as he shook his head while keeping an arm safely wrapped around Zoey as she shudders from my little fight.
"I hate to kill the mood, but there is a little something I need to say." I said smoothly as I saw everyone freeze up again with wide eyes like a group of deer caught in the headlights as I go on to say, "...and it's in regards of my plans with mine and Roxanne's future."
I could feel Roxanne tense up and it wasn't just because I placed my arm around her waist either, she immediately jerked away from touch and looked at me with dislike and said, "I don't wish to discuss that here."
"Oh...but I do." I commented as I crossed my arms over my chest as the others watched fearfully from Roxanne and back to me as I continued on to say, "Trust me, you will listen what I have to say or I will make you regret it."
Roxanne raised an eye at me as she gave me a scowling look of disapproval as she spat back at me, "I'm not interested in talking about it because I don't want to marry you, you jerk!"
"I don't care if you do or you don't because you will say yes to me when I pop the question," I said as I practically sung it out loud to her as I grabbed her up by her arm and pulled her towards me with an evil grin forming on my lips as I went on to say, "...because if you don't I will expose Bailey here so that Steve will have someone to play with and I'll finally get some peace of mind from it."
Everyone all at once gasped out loud at my words, I could see the turmoil Roxanne's mindset was in now that she knew that I had her and she had no other choice but to say yes and accept my offer or risk her little friend and my ex-slave girl from being exposed to everyone.
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