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Mal Meets the Rebel	By : Bloodylilcorpse Category: +S through Z > Total Drama Island Views: 3619 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or anything related to or from the 'Total Drama' Franchise. All characters are owned by Tom McGillis and Jennifer Pertsch. I do not profit nor make any money from this.

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Author's Note of Warning: There is a case of mild rape/sexual activities and mild violence. So be warned.
Roxanne's Pov:
After my piercing scream sounded throughout both rooms into the air as it rung off the walls, the meat cooler soon grew eerily quiet again. Dead quiet. The only thing that gave off any light that shone came from a light bulb fixture that was hanging from the ceiling which was slowly swaying with it's long beaded cord as it made creepy buzzing sounds like it was about to go out. I prayed that it didn't. I was heavily breathing from the tension that was filling my panicking lungs as I opened my eyes slowly with dread at who or what I'd find standing in front of me. But as soon as they were opened there was nothing there. Not a single person. Instead of making me feel better, it only made me feel worse because I knew someone was there and was now hiding. I could feel my heart in my throat as the silence in the room was growing heavier by the second. I clenched my teeth and the bottom hem of my skirt as I stiffly started to slowly sweep the room with my gaze from one side the other as I looked for the one that brushed past me so quickly just now. I only saw at first slabs of meat slightly swaying from one side to another or twirling slowing in circles, but as soon as I carefully pivoted around to look behind me, there he was directly mere inches from my face as he whispered a quick "Boo!".
I was so shocked and surprised by the sudden invasion of my personal space that I did two things both at the same time. One: I clamped my eyes shut from the sudden feeling of terror that rushed over me and slapped him as hard as I could across his face and two: I screamed even louder than I did moments ago as I jumped back in fright while turning back around in panic. I could hear him laughing in an evil wholehearted manner as I quickly turned back in his direction and glare at him. I could still feel my heart pounding my chest, but by now I was too busy being pissed off to care.
"You jerk," I spat at him as he doubled over with laughter while I rounded on him and exploded, "That wasn't funny! I swear I'm going to kill you for this!"
I was seething with rage and embarrassment as I balled up my fists and began pelting him in his chest for giving me a near heart attack as Mal just stood there with an evil smile as though he couldn't even feel my blows (because apparently they really did affect him all that much) and he playfully commented, "I haven't given you a fright like that since I stole my way into your bath."
Mal laughed with amusement as I screamed and hit him repeatedly out of frustration as I let out my pent up anger on him from not just now, but also everything else he's pulled today.
By then Mal took hold my fists and halted my blows as I shrieked at him and retorted, "You're a real jerk, Mal! Do you not know how scared I was? I should have known it was you and that Duncan wouldn't have done something like this!"
I stood there heavily breathing with my fists still clenched as I glare up at him and try as hard I might not swear and say every word in the book at him for pulling something as low as this.
As though I had said nothing he taps his shoulder with his bat thoughtfully (which I now noticed that he had) as he wears his signature smirk and says, "Nothing like a good scare to get the heart pumping!"
I don't know why, but for some reason, something just wasn't right here so I started to slowly back away from Mal. His evil smirk widens as I began to notice as he comes into the light where I can see him better for the first time which I now wish I couldn't. He's completely covered in blood. I gasped out loud as my trembling hands immediately on impulse reach up to my face to attempt to hide the shock.
I've seen Mal covered in blood before, but this feels wrong...I feel so scared...
I start to increase my steps, but I'm too scared to look behind me to see where I'm going out of fear if that I might lose sight of him and/or worse he might attack me. I nearly screamed in fright when I felt a slab of meat come in contact with my arm, but I stifled it as I clenched my clattering teeth. Mal strides increased as well as he laughed at my uneasiness.
He started tapping his hand with the bat as his evil smile only got creepy as he spoke in dark humor and asked, "You know what else gets the heart pumping?"
I shook my head woodenly as my eyes never left his. This was not the Mal I knew. Something was wrong here. Something was terribly wrong here. He'd never hurt me. He promised.
"A good chase." He whispered as he licked his lips and then to answered the puzzled look on my face he continued, in a more aggressive tone, "You're gonna run hellcat and you want to know why?...Because I know you've been talking with Bailey today. You're looking for another guy so you can get away from me and I'm not about to let you slide with such unfaithfulness. My bride will not be another man's woman."
By now, I was really scared and confused as he backed me into a wall as he hovered over me as I cowered in terror and fearfully stammered, "I don't understand what you mean. I haven't done anything wrong, I swear. Please don't hurt me!"
It was like I said nothing as he raised the bat and continued on talking now in a quiet, but cold voice as his anger was evident, "If you won't be mine, then you'll be better off dead. I can't be bothered with the likes of you, you're more baggage than what I originally agreed to. I'll kill the old fool once I'm done with you, and with that out of the way, I'll take the money and split. I'll have the whole world at my fingertips. First Canada, then the world! No one is going to stop me, and no one is going to save you now...Roxanne."
At this point, I started begging as I cried for him to stop and let me go, but he only laughed and said, "Cry all you want to Hellcat, but I'm not gonna stop this time! Now spread them!"
I screamed in terror as I shielded myself from Mal as he hit me with his bat a few times while he laughed maniacally and then kicked me when I fell out into the floor where it felt so cold. I laid there in fetal position as I fearfully waited for him to stop and go away, but he didn't. He kneeled as I laid there in a ball crying and begging him to stop as he tore at my clothes and then took off his and slide himself inside me without any shred of mercy as I screamed my lungs out. When he was done he put his clothed back on and he made me get up and run. He chased me as I ran into slabs of meats as he whistled his tune of death and he swung his bat hitting me over and over until I crumbled into the ground and screamed as the room started spinning and then everything turned black...
Suddenly...
"Roxanne?..."
Is someone calling me? But who?...
"No Don't kill me! Please! Let me go!" I screamed as I started wringing in terror-fighting with all I had.
I gasped as the cold air hits me and then I feel the pain shooting up the back of my head. Those were the first two things I became aware of and then a pair of arms holding me. I woke up and saw Mal staring down at me as I stared back in horror at him. I started screaming and struggling to wiggle out his hold and run for my life, but he wasn't letting up.
"Calm down and be still. You just fell and hit your head." Mal yelled back as he tried to tell me over my screaming and fighting to free myself.
"No, please don't do it! Don't touch me! Don't do-," I shrieked out loud, but didn't finish as I soon became aware of my surroundings and the fact I was balling my eyes out in the middle of the meat cooler floor and Mal's arms.
I saw Mal looking at me with mixed emotions, though the one that always stood out the most was annoyance, as he sat there waiting for me to calm down, but instead, I just cried and buried my face in his shirt as I started mumbling things about him not hurting me and not touching me. He didn't say anything, but I felt his body go stiff for a moment from obviously not used to the warm gesture as he pulls me closer and I wrap myself further into his lap. This was strange and alien, but nice almost like earlier today when he saved me. I'm scared to get used to it.
After several minutes I finally calmed down enough to speak, I didn't move yet because I was still in shock, but I did look up at him warily and in a small voice I asked, "Are you going to kill me now?"
"Why the hell do you keep saying that?," He said with a scowl as he looked down at me and adds, "Look, all I did was lure you in here to scare you."
I looked over and saw a can of beans and began to wonder that, those beans was what I must have tripped on it while hitting my head in the process. That would explain why there was a big knot on the back of my head now and why it was throbbing so painfully too. Did Mal find me like this? Was it all just a dream? He never touched me? He didn't try to kill me?
I took a deep breath and raggedly let it go as I explained uneasily, "I dreamed you wanted to kill me because you were convinced that I was seeing someone else and then you-,"
I couldn't finish my sentence as I felt my bottom lip started to quiver and I felt fresh hot tears coming. I couldn't look him in the eye now either.
Mal grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him as he demanded, "I did what?"
I did my best to calm my breathing, but I couldn't stop the tears as I whispered hardly audible enough for him to hear, "You took my innocence in the worst possible way," I pause because I wasn't sure if I could get the next words out or not as I made myself say it, "You also said that you can gain the money faster without me alive because I was just more baggage for you and without me in the way you were going to take over first Canada and then the world."
Mal sighs and then rolls his eyes as he runs his fingers through his hair that covering his other eye as he impatiently states, "I'm not killing you. If I wanted you dead, I would have taken care of that myself a long time ago."
I shiver as I finally pull myself out of his lap and attempt to wipe my eyes and shakily asked, "Then why not? Not that I want you to, but if you did you could have the money and not have to worry about being tied down to me. It's not like you have any other interest in me aside from making me your slave."
Mal raises an eyebrow at me and smirks in a perverse way as he says, "It doesn't work that way doll. The old man only agreed to make me his successor if I marry into it. He wants babies."
My face immediately heats up as I gasped because that was the last thing I had even thought of out of this whole stupid mess. I freaked out and started crawling away from him in a panic which only caused him to chuckle with amusement clearly visible on his face as he pulls out his lighter and a smoke to light it.
Mal snorted with interest as he regarded me more seriously now even though he replied in a mocking tone, "What did you think the whole point of a successor was?"
With my cheeks still flushed I shook my head vigorously no in protest because I don't even want to imagine that right now, it made me feel even more embarrassed and awkward around him.
Mal took that as his initiative to continue talking as he took a drag from his smoke and said nonchalantly,"Believe me when I say it, but you weren't my first choice I'll say that. I was originally going to take Bailey as my bride and she knows all too well what my plans are. I would have stolen Zoey sometime later too just because the idea pleases me. But then the old fool called me and informed me that the plans changed. Instead of me getting Bailey, I get you instead."
Mal smirked when he saw the look of surprise on my face when he got to the end of his little speech and pretty much pulled the rug out from under me. I wasn't trying to sound jealous or even vain, but I never saw that coming even though, after everything Bailey told me today, it made perfect sense that he would choose her over me. I gulped in anxiety and then started to rub my arms because I forgot we were still in the meat cooler and it was freezing in here.
Mal continued on as he enjoyed how surprised and uncertain I must have looked to him as he said, "But don't worry your pretty little head, I wasn't disappointed in the least bit when I discovered his granddaughter was you. I took this as a plus as a matter of fact since you knew nothing about me or what I'm all about...at least you didn't until Mike had to go blab about "our split up", but that doesn't matter now. You're still mine and you'll never escape me and I'm sure you found that out today."
I pulled my legs up to my chest and hugged myself, I didn't know if I wanted to cry, run, or even die at this point as I look down at my feet in despair and sigh. I gave him a dirty look at the end of his little speech but said nothing because I knew it was a losing battle with him.
Mal finished his smoke off and flicked it to the side after making sure it was completely out first as he scowled me and said, "Don't start and don't give me that look either. Besides, I saw how buddy, buddy you and Bailey were earlier. She probably leaked out everything there is know about me, am I right?"
I grimly nodded my head because it was all true, she did. I wasn't sure why I was letting Mal do all the talking, but I just honestly didn't have anything to say.
He stood up and I followed suit as he started to look irritated as his eyes started to lock on to mine and say, "Interesting enough I figured as much from the looks she kept giving me when she thought I wasn't looking myself, but that's not what I'm really curious about. What I do want to know is what you told her that made her look so pale. I couldn't read your lips because Elliot stepped in the way at the time."
I paled and gasped out loud as I cupped my hands over my mouth and shook my head no over and over in sheer panic. He's talking about what I know he's talking about and I can't give him that answer. I just can't. I started backing away just like in the nightmare as I felt fear beginning to build up inside me.
Mal narrowed his eyes as they burned into mine as his tone of voice turned serious, "So what was it? What are you hiding from me?"
I was panicking now as I started begging and stammering, "No...not that! Please!"
Mal looked me over with suspension as he taps his heel with a bat (just like in the nightmare) and then crosses his arms and give me a scowling look as he starts to approach me and demands, "What do you mean "no"? You are my slave girl and you are not allowed to keep secrets from me! Now spill it!"
He raised his voice when he got to the end of his demand as he started following me further into the meat cooler. I felt panicked as I shake my head no nervously and turn to run, but I back into a slab of hanging meat. I push it into Mal, but he only casually moves it to the side with his bat like this is game to him.
Mal looks like he is starting to get bored with me avoiding his question as he scowling replies, "No games tonight Red, what are you hiding from me?"
For some reason, his comment got under my skin, so I spat back at him, "Why should I, you're always lying and hiding things from me too you know, so why can't you just respect me when I say I don't want to tell you!"
"What makes you so sure that I'm hiding anything from you?" Mal said in his normal tone of voice with a cocked eye with mild interest tugging at his lips.
I pursed my lips and scrunched up my eyebrows in irritation as I felt outraged and barked at him angrily, "Oh please Mal! Don't you dare play dumb with me!"
He rolled his eyes and threw his hands up in the air in frustration and said, "Fine then. Name one."
"Today, for example, you wouldn't tell me what you were going to do to with money once you take over my grandfather's business, but from the looks on everyone's faces. They knew. They all knew. All of them, but me. Bailey wanted to tell me, I could see it in her eyes, but you silenced her. Why?," I snapped as I glared up at him daring him to deny it and then a thought entered my mind as I added, "I bet it has to do with what you were going to do with Bailey if you had taken her instead."
Mal chuckled and then smirked at me as he mused out loud like he was saying it more to himself than to me, "Clever girl, yes, but I've made some changes and alternations since then."
Nonetheless, I was taken back by this words as I fearfully asked, "What do you mean?"
Mal's smirk widens as his eyes descended onto mine. He had a look that said he had no intentions of telling me.
I was growing annoyed with him as I whined, "Why can't you just tell me? Why do I have to be the only one that doesn't know?"
"You'll know in due time, but for now you'll just have to be patient." He said with humor as he towered over my small frame and clearly enjoying my expression of looking completely lost and angry at the same time.
"I don't want to be patient!" I viciously hissed at him as I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and forced him to look me in the eye more directly.
Mal chuckles at me as he easily removes my hands from his shirt and starts preying on me by looking at me in a way I've only seen him do once, and that was when I made the stupid mistake of admitting and stuttered out like an idiot that I thought he looked good (after the elevator incident). I went from being angry to being overly self-conscious under his seductive gaze. I pushed him back as I started to feel a little freaked out, but startled as well as I was unsure how to handle him when he gets like this. I turned to find the exit but found that Mal was in the way to it, so it left me with no choice, I had to venture further in. I could tell he was starting to really get into this as I whimpered and then shrieked out loud when I slammed into a slab of meat. Panic hit me with full force by then, and so I just ran blindly at that point with my heart hammering in my chest. I look back to only see that he's taking his time coming after me and visibly enjoying my discomfort as he chuckles and starts taunting me and calling out to me.
As if things could not get any worse I closed my eyes in panic as I sped up and then I felt my foot collide with something and as I look down and see the stupid can of beans under my foot, but know it's too late as I felt myself falling, I let out a cry of panic as I go down.
Out of nowhere, an arm hooks under the small of my back and I'm suddenly face to face with Mal's scandalous smirk as he teases me and says, "You're getting to be very clingy, Roxanne, but you know what you're pretty cute as hell when you're flustered like this!"
I felt my face light up in embarrassment as I pushed him off me and backed away nervously with my hands up to my face in panic as I begged him to just stop, but he just laughs again as though I was his prey he was stalking. I kept backing into things, mostly the slabs of meat hanging from the ceiling as I tried to get away from him, but he wouldn't stop. I finally hit the back wall in the meat cooler and there I really started to panic.
"Mal please stop, you're scaring me...can't we just leave, it's getting late.." I whimpered as I cowered into the wall with my eyes clamped down shut because I couldn't take any more of it.
He was finally on me, as I felt him press himself hard against me and his hot breath was on my neck, it gave me chills but drove me crazy too at the same time. The things he does to me are making me crazy. This torture of chasing me around the meat cooler while looking hot as hell at the same time was getting to me and I didn't know how to handle it. This was so similar to the nightmare I just had, but at the same time, it wasn't the same kind of fear. I knew this Mal wasn't going to kill me, but at the same time, I was still scared because of his way of looking at me and feeling like prey and dessert at the same time. I nervously bit my lower lip and anxiously look up at him as he hungrily looks down at me.
"What do you want?...Just stop already!" I gasped out in a small voice as I attempt to shove his body off of mine with shaky hands, but he only moves an inch out of the whole ordeal.
He leans over me, pinning me in with his hands on both sides of me and chuckles.
"You know what I want." He whispers in my ear.
I squeezed my eyes closed tight as I begged him to stop while I turn my head to the side to avoid looking him in the eye because his look is so fierce and I find myself always getting lost when he forces me to look at him. I hear a clanking sound as though he lets his bat slip from his fingers and hit the ground. His fingers grab my chin, making me face him once more as I feel myself nervously shake under his body that's pinning mine in. I swallow as I force myself to open my eyes and look into his that are still undressing me with that smirk of his.
Pulling me by my chin closer towards his face he smoothly says, "So...you gonna tell me what you're hiding or do you prefer for things to get real steamy in here!"
My lips trembled because I knew he meant it as I swiped his hand from my face and stammered "Mal...no please don't!"
Mal laughs quietly and asks, "Don't do what? This?"
There was no warning as Mal grabbed my hand and pushed it underneath his shirt, I instantly squealed in panic as he took pleasure in my discomfort only more. He forced my hand all over his abs. They were hot and sweaty (probably due to fighting Steve and his creeps from earlier), but as much as I never wanted to admit it they felt amazing, I was just too scared to admit or even dare touch him even if I was supposed to be doing that in this kind of relationship with him. I started clenching my teeth and trying to look away and pretend this wasn't happening as he kept a firm grip on my hand while he continued to use my hand to run it across his abs even more slowly. The more he did it, the more self-conscious I grew. I felt flushed all over as my breathing increased.
I gasped several times as I begged him to end it, but he refused and just chuckled at me as he taunted, "I can't stop when you look this cute, Roxanne. I like this side of you. It makes me want to see more."
He then surprised me when he leads my hand down to his zipper and started using my hand to stroke himself. He let go of my hand but told me not to stop. At first, I wanted to because it was my first instinct to freak out and resist, but for some reason, I wasn't as scared, I don't know why I kept going. Maybe it was the look on his face as he leaned into me while he tugged his pants looser and the way he used the wall for support as I pleasured him or maybe it was the look he was giving as he looked up at the ceiling when I did it. I'm not sure either way, but it was like he needed it desperately and wanted it from me. I felt my cheeks flush at the thought that maybe he actually needed me and this wasn't just about him and his lust for once.
I was caught off guard when he slips his other hand down underneath my skirt and returns the favor. Again I wanted to resisted and pull back, but then he looks down at me and says I need this just as much as he does. As much as I wanted to argue and say otherwise, he was right. I did want him, but I never could admit that not to his face. I started feeling weak in the knees when he touched me and all I could do from falling over was grab the back of his shirt and hold on as I bit my lip to keep from crying out. Why did this have to feel so good? Why can't this be with someone else and not him? What worried me now the more I thought about it was the fact that I was starting to not want just this, but not anything else from another guy. I secreted wanted Mal, but could never admit it. But Mal would never return my feelings and this kind of relationship was dangerous. I was being a fool. He can't love me. This can never work out. I open my eyes as I'm nearing my peak as I slowly look up, I am suddenly jolted by the look of bliss on Mal's face. I mean yes I saw him look pleased the last time I did this for him when I let him have me, but this was different. He looked less menacing and more I don't know...laid back almost like he was letting his guard down...around me? But why?Within minutes after he groaned, he finished and I came just after. He shakes himself clean while readjusted his pants and then letting his figure sag into mine as we both heavily panted from our release.
With breath barely back into my lungs he suddenly grabs me like that time he stole my first kiss and shoves my body into him and the wall, the whole movement, and suddenness of his action made me squeak in surprise which only caused him to laugh in response. Unknowingly of what to do I as I try not to panic as I push at him while trying to free myself, but to no avail.
I'm unsure what to do with Mal being so unpredictable, so I begged helplessly, "Mal put me down, please!"
Mal's humor never stops as he chuckles and says, "Tell me what you're hiding and I will."
I dug my fingers into his shirt to hold on as I bit my lip and mumbled out, "I can't."
Mal raises cocks a devious eye at me and asks, "Why not?"
I nervously reply, "Because I...I just can't!"
Mal smirks again as he smoothly remarks, "You just can't huh? Well, I guess we just can't leave until you can."
I whimpered at that statement as I stared back at him nervously awaiting what he'll do next. I start to wonder if trying to reach for my taser or pepper spray would be a good idea or not. I get the feeling if I did, he'd kill me, but at the same time, I don't want to lose my virginity in the meat cooler with Mal. Not like this. Before I had time to further debate my objects his lips were soon down on mine devouring them mercilessly as I bit back a moan that I felt coming. How was he doing this to me? Why did I not even care enough to fight back? I knew I was starting to get the hots for Mal, but something tells me it's more than that. His kisses were becoming more demanding and more fierce. He was getting serious with this. I could not only hear him moaning, but I could feel it from the inside of both of our mouths as he tongue fought to gain control of mine. I was losing. I was becoming weaker by the second, but it felt so good I didn't want to fight back. I really knew now that I was in so deep, I'd never be able to pull myself back now. Before I knew it I was running my fingers through his hair, and it was softer than I thought it was even though I've touched it before when he first tried to take me in Chris's towel closet, but I was too busy being terrified to notice how nice it felt like I did now. I couldn't believe he was even letting me do that, he was so caught up in what he was doing that he didn't notice me touching his face or the sound of the one voice that freaks me out more than anything else as he called out from behind us both eerily.
At the sound of the voice of another person in the room, Mal froze on the spot and hindered his actions. I felt my cheeks heat up more when he opened his eyes and looked into mine, but he wasn't embarrassed, he was annoyed and I could tell it wasn't with me. He instantly put me down and quickly retrieved his bat and believe me, I didn't need to be told stay out of his way as I clung onto his backside from behind nervously as he faced down his arch enemy.
"I see you've chosen an interesting place to pack your sausage," Steve said lecherously as he looked from Mal to me as I hid from him.
I wasn't sure what Mal was planning to do, but I hope it meant taking this creep out soon. I wish I knew why he kept after me even through all those times I stuck it to him for trying to harass me. Before Mal could make any comeback to Steve's creepy remark, the inevitable happened. The light in the meat cooler went out and the meat cooler just got a lot colder.
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