Nathan sat there in the dark room, entranced in his thoughts about what happened earlier that day, Warren's head clashing with his, then his foot meeting his ribs again and again and again until he couldn't breath. He wondered why Max stepped in, when it happened it felt like a curse was lifted from him, of course he wasn't man enough to offer any kind of thank you, after all he hated Max didn't he? She was with Chloe and Warren which was all the more reason to hate her, All that he knew was that couldn't have them seeing he was weak. He saw them all looking at him when he was down, looks of pity.. he hated being looked down on, feeling powerless, Just like his dad made him feel all of his life.

Soon he heard a car pull in above him, then a combination being typed in from the outside, the large door swung open, he had arrived.

Nathan: You're late.

Mark: I was tied down at work, party preparations and such for tonight, I trust you have made the arrangements as per usual?

Nathan: I texted that loser Frank again, and I got the same answer, he got into an incident with some girls, that idiot has a knife in his leg, he's not doing visits or house calls.

Mark: You Imbecile! Mark puts a hand on his forehead and paces up and down.

Mark: It seems I'll have to make do with whatever I have left

Nathan: Fucking hell..you still have enough of that shit to satisfy your weird fetish or whatever.

Mark: It's no fetish Mr Prescott, It's art, all I need is to capture that moment of desperation, and I have what I need, It's too bad Rachel had to find out, she had potential.

Nathan: Don't talk to me about Rachel you sick fuck, What you made me do.. pose with her half dead body… Do you have any idea what it's like to see all your friends at school and pretend you don't know when you do.. What I have to go through every day.

Mark: No I don't, nor do I care about your petty teenage drama fiasco, I just care that my stunning piece of art is done, the vulnerability, the look in their eye, it's perfect material for me.

Nathan: You're lucky my Dad needs your sick sorry ass.

Mark: As long as Sean Prescott gains profit from my photos, he can keep running this junk town the way he wants, All I care about is that he gave me this bunker, its the perfect dark room. So you better enjoy it Nathan, because you're going to be stuck with me for a while he grins

Nathan: I don't give a shit, just hurry the fuck up with whatever you're doing, I'm going to miss my party tonight.

Mark: So Aggressive ,your psychiatrist has his work cut out for him

Nathan: Shut your fucking old hipster mouth, My Dad didn't lend you this bunker to lecture me.. now get the hell on with it.

Mark: Hmph, as you wish, by the way what happened to your face, I noticed you have a bruise.

Mr Jefferson begins to ready his needles and go through his files

Nathan: That cocksucker Warren got the jump on me, He was with that pixie hipster Max and that other whore.. I caught them snooping in the boys dorm.

Mark: I don't like that one bit, I noticed Max has been distanced in class lately.. I saw her with that blue haired girl today on campus, I recognised her.. she was Rachel's friend.. yes..

Nathan: What are you going to do about it then, they are obviously trying to find out

Mark: I may need to add to my collection tonight. Mark smiled

Nathan: Just tell me who you want so we can get this over with, I'm not leaving them with you next time, I'm returning them to their dorm like I did with Kate.

Mark: I was thinking about Max, There's something about her that interests me., she is rather strange, but in a good sort of way, and she has potential.. but she is not yet ready..

Nathan: Well? who?

Mark: She is the perfect one, the clothes she wears make for a good portrait, she has the look for it, she is eye catching, her demeanor will reflect well within the picture..Victoria will do nicely.

Nathan: What?

Nathan was shocked, he was being forced to do these things but now to her best friend, the only one who stuck by him.. who comforted him when he felt he had no one.

Mark: She has been all over me.. A nuisance in my backside.. It's her time, she will do nicely in black and white.

Nathan: Vic- Victoria? No.. You know what she means to me! She's my best friend!

Mark: Do I look like I care?

Nathan: You can't make me you perverted fuck

Mark: Remember what you're father said "Don't Fuck It Up"

Nathan: Fuck you and my father! I'm so sick of people trying to control me! Not again, not a third time, especially not my only friend!

Mark: Careful Prescott, You're treading on ice now, Don't push me, You wouldn't want me to anonymously spill the beans on your little bunker here, You're whole family will be ruined..

Nathan: I don't care anymore, I'm not doing this to Victoria, Im done, No more.

Nathan turns and heads for the door, but he feels a sharp sting at the back of his neck.

Nathan: What the fuck?!

He tries swinging at Jefferson, he hits nothing as his arms go numb, his legs soon follow.

Nathan: What the fuck have you done to me you prick! If you lay a finger on Victoria I swear I'll-

Mark: I wish I could put a bullet in your head now, But I need your father's bunker, So I need you alive.. he'll understand, after all he always did care more about his business then you..

Nathan: No.. Victoria.. Please, You can't do this..

Mark: As Henri Cartier Bresson Once said… "You're first 10,000 photos are your worst" So I guess I will be doing this for a long time

He begins to bind Nathan's arms and legs together, he drags him into a room

Nathan: You fucking bastard..

Mark: I'll take that phone of yours, Oh.. and can't forget that gun.. sit tight, at least someone you know will be joining you tonight

Nathan: No..

Mark shuts the door, Darkness consumes the room.