Disclaimer: I don't own One Tree Hill or Cruel Intentions
I started this awhile ago but deleted it but I really want to do this story so I'm going to start up again.
Chapter 1: 6 Underground
When Nathan Scott's mom and dad divorced, most people would say that's when he started acting out. He did whatever he wanted so he could get attention from anyone. He got in trouble in school, didn't turn in his assignments, made rude comments to his teachers. He got a detention just about every week. But he was very intelligent and his father knew that. He did whatever he could to keep his son in school and he paid off all of the bad things he did. Nathan started to act out more when he had someone to act out with. That someone was Rachel Gattina. She was just like him. Just the girl version of him. Rachel's mom married Nathan's dad and they'd been married for about a year. Since then Nathan and Rachel had gotten in more trouble than they ever had before.
Nathan's dad was concerned about how much trouble he'd been getting in. He wondered if there was a reason behind it and maybe they could figure it out and find a way to stop it. He decided that Nathan should go see a therapist. Maybe if he had someone to talk to about his problems then he wouldn't be holding them in and acting out as much. Nathan didn't see the point in going to see a therapist. To him it just seemed like his dad avoiding trying to do anything with his son. But that's they way it had always been. Dan Scott never paid much attention to his son when he was growing up. To Nathan it seemed like his dad would rather hand him off to a nanny or have his mother deal with him than take any interest in him. It had pretty much always been that way and he didn't see it changing any time soon. His dad and step mom were on a trip to Bali. One more excuse to get away from the house and their children.
Nathan got out of his black 1956 Jaguar Roadster. His grandfather had left it to him in his will when he died. Nathan got it the day he turned 16. It was one of the best gifts he'd ever gotten from anyone. He put the key in the pocket of the black dress pants he wore. He walked into the office of his therapist and walked into the waiting room. He took a seat in one of the chairs and let out a sigh as he waited. He pulled his black berry and used the track ball to get the browser. He went to his email and looked through it. There wasn't much there that he cared about. There were iTunes bills and other notifications he deleted without looking at. He put his phone back in his pocket and looked around the office.
He looked up at the desk and saw the receptionist eyeing him. She was probably in her early twenties. She wasn't a knock out but she wasn't ugly. Nathan wasn't stupid, he knew that she liked him. She liked him from the first day he walked into the office. He didn't care about the fact that she was years older than him and he wasn't yet 18. It didn't mean he couldn't have a little fun with her while he was there. He stood up and walked over to the desk. "Hey Molly," he said and sent her a charming smile. She looked up at him and he could tell she was nervous. He saw the way she busied her self with papers on the desk. "Morning Mr. Scott," she said, "Dr. Greenbaum will be ready to see you in a few minutes."
"Well that's nice but you know who I look forward to seeing the most, it's you."
He could see the heavy blush on her cheeks. "Thank you Mr. Scott-"
"Nathan."
"Nathan. Why don't you take a seat and she'll be out to see you in a few minutes," she said again. Nathan smirked and leaned closer to her across the desk, "why don't you let me take you out sometime?" he asked. He really didn't care if she said yes or no. If she said no then whatever, he honestly didn't give a shit. If she said yes then when it came time to go out with her he would call her and cancel. It was how he was. He really didn't care about the feelings that go hurt in the process. "I don't think so Nathan."
"Why not?"
"I'm not supposed to get involved with any of Dr. Greenbaum's patients."
"Why? It's not like you're the doctor."
She smiled shyly at him and shook her head. "I'm sorry Nathan, the answer is no." Nathan shrugged and walked back over to his seat and took a seat. He rested his head back against the wall and waited for the doctor to see him. He heard the door open and looked up and saw Dr. Greenbaum standing in the door way. He'd been seeing Dr. Greenbaum since the middle of Junior year. "Nathan, come on in," she said. Nathan stood up and walked through the door and down the hall. He opened the large glass door to her office and walked in. She took a seat on the leather chair and grabbed a note pad and put it on her lap. Nathan laid down on the black leather sofa.
Nathan stared up at the ceiling and waited for her to start talking. He wasn't really paying attention to anything she was saying. He figured it was a lot of the same things she usually said. He just nodded and said a few words every once in awhile. He kept glancing at the clock wondering when he would be done. He only had an hour with her and it was almost 12:30 so he only had a little bit of time left. "You know Dr. Greenbaum," Nathan said cutting her off mid sentence, "I really think that I've had a break through since I've started coming to see you."
"Well I'm very glad to hear that Nathan."
"I mean it's really hard for me to think about the times when all I used to think about was… sex and drugs," he said pretending to be disgusted with his former self.
"Well Nathan, you know that that is really no way to go through life. I mean you started indulging yourselves in those vices at such a young age. But it's so great that you've started coming here. If you can stop the addiction now, you'll live a much happier life. Trust me."
"Believe me, I do. Trust you, I mean. I really believe that you'll be a big key factor to the success later in my life." Nathan inwardly rolled his eyes at the bullshit he was spouting. He couldn't believe some of the things that came out of his mouth. He glanced at his watch again before standing up. Dr. Greenbaum watched him as he walked over to her desk and picked up the picture on it. It was a picture of her 22 year old daughter Carrie. Nathan smirked as he looked at the picture before turning around. "Who's this?" he asked pointing to the picture.
"Oh," she said, "that's my daughter Carrie. She goes to Columbia."
"She's very beautiful," he said looking at the familiar girl in the picture, "I see where she gets her looks from," he said looking at Dr. Greenbaum.
She rolled her eyes before looking down at the notepad in her lap. She knew that Nathan was good at manipulating people and getting them to believe all his bullshit. She could tell that about him the first day she met him. She'd known guys like that all her life. And she was doing her best to not fall for any of the charm that Nathan Scott laid out.
"You know," Nathan said, "this is the type of girl that I should really be with, don't you think? I mean someone who's well rounded and knows what she wants. Someone with goals."
"Well no offence Nathan," she said taking the picture from his hand, "but Carries quite out of your league."
Nathan smirked and looked up at her before saying, "you know what, you're probably right." He looked at the clock and saw that it was 12:30. "Looks like I'm done for the day," he said and walked towards the door. He turned around and smiled at her before saying. "So I guess I should make my appointment for the same time next month?" he asked.
"That's right," she said and forced a smile. Nathan smiled back before walking out of her office and out to the hall. He rolled his eyes as he made his way towards the waiting room. He wondered how long it would be before Dr. Greenbaum got the call from her daughter about what had happened. He figured it would be soon.
He walked to the desk that Molly sat at and smiled at her. "Need to make a follow up appointment?" she asked.
"No," he said, "today was my last day coming here."
"Oh really? Why?"
"Well I think she's helped me as much as she possibly can. And believe me, that was a lot." Nathan smiled at her before turning around and walking out the door.
Dr. Greenbaum sat at her desk and her phone rang. When she answered it she heard Molly's voice on the other end telling her that her daughter was calling her. "Ok Molly, go ahead and put her on," she said and waited to hear what Carrie had to say.
"Mom," she said and she could hear it in her voice that she was crying.
"Carrie? What's wrong? Are you ok?"
"No! I'm not ok!"
"Ok just take a deep breath and tell me what's wrong."
"I'm just so stupid!" she yelled, "I met this guy and he was so… charming and he was so sweet. I can't believe that I trusted him!"
"What happened?" Dr. Greenbaum asked concerned about what her daughter was going to say next.
"He told me that he'd never felt the way her felt about me for anyone and I believed him! He told me that I was beautiful and that he loved me and-"
"Carrie! What did he do to you?"
"There are pictures of me all over the internet!" she yelled.
"What do you mean there are pictures of you on the internet? What kind of pictures?"
"What the hell kind do you think mom?" Carrie yelled through the phone, "naked pictures!"
"What were you thinking? How could you have been so stupid?"
"He was just so charming! He told me that I was the type of girl that he should be with. The type of girl who was well rounded and knew what she wanted. Someone with goals. And I believed him!"
Carrie waited for her mother to say something else but she didn't say anything. "Mom?" she yelled but still got no answer. "Mother!"
Nathan walked out to the sidewalk where his car was parked. He heard a banging sound from the glass windows up above him and he turned around to see what it was. Not that he didn't have an idea of who it was. He saw Dr. Greenbaum hitting the glass with her fists trying to get his attention. She was clearly yelling at him and he knew why. Her daughter must have called. Nathan laughed and put his hand to his ear showing that he couldn't understand what she was saying. He really found the whole situation funny.
"What's her problem?"
Nathan looked next to him and saw a tall dark haired girl who'd come to stand next to him to see what was going on.
"I don't know," Nathan said, "looks like someone's in need of a little therapy."
The girl laughed and Nathan smiled before sticking his hand out towards her. "I'm Nathan," he said. The girl took his hand in hers and shook it.
"Theresa."
"Well Theresa," he said, "I know this probably seems pretty forward, but do you think you'd want to go to lunch with me."
She smiled and tucked her hair behind her ear. "Yeah," she said, "I'd love too."
Nathan smiled and motioned to his car that was parked behind them. He walked over to it and opened the door for her, like a perfect gentleman. He turned around and looked back up at the building where he saw Dr. Greenbaum being pulled away by security guards. He smirked and shook his head before walking towards the drivers side of the door. When he got in he couldn't help but think that this was really just a typical day for him. And it was beginning to get a little bit boring.
X
Rachel Gattina sat across from Katherine Mirskey and her daughter Bevin. They had just moved to New York City and Bevin was going to be starting school with Rachel and Nathan in the fall. Katherine was friends with Rachel's mom, so when Rachel's mom told Katherine that if she wanted Rachel to look out for Bevin and show her the ropes, so to speak, she jumped on the chance for that to happen. Rachel was all but happy about that. She didn't want to spend her Summer pretending to be the perfect angel child that her mother saw her as. She wanted to have fun this Summer. But it seemed that any chances of fun were shot to hell. Especially now that Damien West had broken up with her.
"Rachel you don't know how much we appreciate you taking the time to help Bevin. It means a lot that she'll have friends when she starts this fall."
"I'm happy to help," Rachel said, "I mean I just want Bevin to have the best experience at Manchester that she possibly can."
"I appreciate that," Katherine said.
"What are the guys like?" Bevin asked suddenly. Rachel smirked and Katherine pinched Bevin's arm. "Ow," Bevin said and looked at her mom, "what I was just wondering," she said.
"That's perfectly understandable," Rachel said, "I mean I could imagine that if I had been going to an all girls school my whole life, I would be pretty curious about boys too. And the boys at Manchester are good. Very respectable young men, I mean of course there are the occasional few that are… bad apples, I suppose you could call them. But-"
"You mean like your brother," Katherine said, interrupting Rachel.
"Step brother," Rachel corrected her, "but yes, Nathan does, at times, make some bad choices, I won't lie. But I believe that under the hard front, he puts up, he's really a nice guy."
"Thanks Rach," Nathan said walking into the living room where he saw her sitting with Katherine and Bevin. Katherine looked up at Nathan and he didn't miss the hard glare she was giving him. She hated him and he knew it. She'd hated him from the first day they had met. She knew what he was he was like and she knew that he should never be trusted. It went without saying that she didn't want him around her daughter. Not that it really mattered what she wanted. If Nathan wanted something, he found a way to get it.
"Nathan," Rachel said looking back at him, "you remember Mrs. Mirskey don't you?" she said looking back at her before glancing back at Nathan. The tension in the air was obvious and Rachel found it funny how much Katherine hated Nathan. Not that she shouldn't, but it was still funny.
"How could I forget?" Nathan said and walked over to her. Katherine looked up at him and he saw the look of disdain on her face. "How are you Mrs. Mirskey?" he asked.
"Fine."
"Glad to hear it."
He walked back towards Rachel and sat down in the chair next to her. He couldn't help but wonder what it was about these people that made Rachel act like someone she wasn't. She didn't pretend to be good for their parents even. So this really had him wondering. But he was going to go along with it. "Nathan," Rachel said, "this is Bevin. She'll be starting school with us in the fall. Her mother has asked me to be a sort of look out for her."
Nathan looked at Bevin and smiled, "it's nice to meet you," he said politely and then looked back at Rachel. "It's nice of you to help," he said. He couldn't help the smirk that landed on his face. He knew that there was no way that Rachel was really doing this out of the kindness of her heart. There was no kindness in her heart. There had to be a reason. And he was sure he would find out what it is soon enough. And he was sure that whatever the reason, it would be entertaining.
"I'm really excited to be starting Manchester in the fall," Bevin said. Nathan turned and looked at her.
"I'm sure you'll fit in quite well there."
"Oh I hope so," she said, "I'm a little nervous I guess."
"You shouldn't be. Especially not with Rachel helping you. And I'll be there too, of course," he said and glanced at Katherine. She looked angry behind belief and the fact that she didn't want him around was completely obvious.
Katherine looked away from Nathan and back at Rachel and said, "Rachel I can imagine that with some… influences," she said glancing at Nathan, "it can be hard to stay on the right path. How do you do it? Where do you get your strength?"
Rachel smiled and said, "I know this is going to sound stupid, but really when things get rough for me and I feel like I can't go on… I turn to God," she said pulling out a large cross on her necklace. Nathan held in a chuckle as he watched her. She was such a liar. "I really feel like he is all my strength really."
"That's great," Katherine said and smiled, "see Bevin, people like Rachel are the ones you need to surround yourself with."
Rachel smiled before glancing at the watch on her wrist. "Well," Katherine said, "we won't take up anymore of your time. We should be going Bevin," she said and stood up. Rachel stood up also and hugged both of them.
"Call me sometime and we'll hang out ok?" she said and smiled.
"Ok," Bevin said and smiled. She looked back at Nathan and he smiled at her. "It was really nice meeting you," she said and he nodded before sending a wink at her.
Rachel listened to hear the door to their penthouse shut. When it did she stopped smiling and rolled her eyes before sitting back down on the couch. "I swear I thought they would never leave," she said and pushed her hair behind her ears. Nathan watched as she pulled out her necklace before twisting it open. White powder spilled out and dumped some on the table before snorting it in. Nathan laughed and leaned against the piano.
"I know this is going to sound really stupid," Nathan said in a mocking tone, "but when things get really hard, I turn to God." Nathan laughed and rolled his eyes.
"What are you making fun of me?" Rachel asked and turned to look at him.
"Of course not," he said, "I'm just surprised that anyone believes any of the shit that comes out of your mouth."
"You know why they believe me… because everyone loves me."
"Well they obviously don't know you that well."
Rachel rolled her eyes and laid back against the couch and Nathan walked closer to her. "So I have to know," he said, "why the hell are you pretending to be nice? I mean there's no way that you're really doing this out of the kindness of your heart."
"I'm insulted Nathan," she said, "but if you must know… ok I do have a reason. You remember Damien West don't you?" she asked.
"Yeah that loser you've been dating for like 3 months."
"Well we were dating before he suddenly ended things. He told me that he needed someone who was more… innocent was the way he put it. And you would never believe who he decided he would rather be with."
Nathan thought about it for a second before realization struck. "Wait," he said, "you don't mean…?"
"Unfortunately I do mean."
Nathan laughed and said, "Bevin? That's hilarious."
"Yeah well I don't find it quite as funny as you do. I mean he chose Bevin Mirskey over me? Who would do that? Would you do that?" she asked looking at him. He opened his mouth to say something but she continued talking. "So ok yes there are reasons behind why I decided to help her. But I'm going to need your help."
"My help? With what?"
"Well Damien want's someone innocent right?" she asked and stood up before walking towards him, "and you pride yourself in taking away the innocence of young girls. So I was thinking that maybe you could do what you do best and-"
"You want me to fuck her?" he said.
"Well yeah."
Nathan rolled his eyes, "that's not even a challenge Rachel. You do realize I could do that with in like 2 hours."
"So why don't you just do it?" she asked and walked over to him. She wrapped her arms around him from behind. "For me?" she asked. Nathan sighed and turned around.
"It's boring Rachel. Why can't you just get one of your loser friends to do it?"
Rachel scoffed and pushed him in the chest before sitting back down on the couch. "What the hell else are you doing that you can't do this?" she asked.
"I can do it but like I said it's not a challenge."
"Oh please, like fucking your therapists daughter was a challenge."
Nathan looked up at her before flipping her off. "I didn't do that because it was a challenge, she was over charging. And besides I have my own… project I'm gonna be starting."
"And what's that?" she asked curiously.
Nathan tossed her a magazine that he'd been looking through. Rachel glanced down at it and then back at him, "turn to page 34," he told her. She did as he said and flipped through the pages until she got to the right one. She saw a picture of a girl with long honey blonde hair and brown eyes. She read the caption at the top of the page. "Why I plan to wait by Haley James." She skimmed the page and laughed, "wow, is this girl for real."
Nathan laughed before taking the magazine out of her hand. He read more of the article and said, "she has a boyfriend named Ryan. They've been going out for a year… Ryan understands."
Rachel scoffed, "Ryan's a fag." She turned around in the chair to face him again, "is there a reason you're showing me this?"
"She's my new challenge."
"How is that going to work?" Rachel asked before standing up again and taking the magazine out of his hand and looking at it again. "She lives in Kansas."
"Oh well actually her father is going to be our new headmaster. He's moving out here in the fall but for the Summer, Haley is staying with my aunt at her house in the country. So I have all Summer to work on her."
"I really don't see that it's going to happen."
"That's why it's a challenge."
Rachel rolled her eyes before leaning all the way back into the cushions as she watched Nathan walk towards his room. She was pissed that Nathan wasn't going to do what she wanted. Everyone always did what she wanted. But not Nathan. He only thought about himself and did what he wanted. Why couldn't he just do what she wanted for once? "What are you doing?" she asked.
"Dr. Greenbaum and her daughter should make an interesting entry."
"Oh right… your journal. Could you be more queer?"
"Could you be more desperate to read it?"
Rachel rolled her eyes again and crossed her arms over her chest. It was then that something hit her. She got up and walked into her room and called out for him. "Nathan!"
Nathan walked out of his room, across the hall and into hers. He saw her sitting on the bed. "What?" he asked and leaned against the door frame.
"I've been thinking and I wanna set a little wager."
"You do? And what's that?"
"I say if you can't get your little dream girl to sleep with you by the end of the Summer, then that car of yours… mine."
"And what about when I win."
"If you win, then I'll give you something that you've been obsessing about ever since our parents got married."
Nathan kinked an eyebrow and walked farther into her room. "You're gonna need to be more… specific."
"Ok," she said, "I'll fuck your brains out."
Nathan crossed his arms over his chest and pretended to think about it. He couldn't' deny that this was an interesting wager. And he knew there was no way he was going to lose. He never lost. At anything. "Why would I got for that?" he asked, "I mean that's a 1956 Jaguar Roadster. And it was a gift."
"Because I'm the only girl you can't have and it kills you."
"I can have any girl I want Rachel and you know that."
"Except me…"
Nathan sighed, "alright. But get ready because I never lose."
"Neither do I."
Nathan stuck his hand out to her and she took it and shook it. "Game on Nathan." Nathan smirked before turning around and leaving her room. It was only a matter of time before he won and got what he wanted. When that happened Rachel would finally know he was the one person she should never fuck with. She would never come out the winner when it came to him.