From: "michelle coursen"
Subject:
Date: Thursday, May 02, 2002 1:39 AM
My Take On Cruel Intentions
Disclaime: i do not owe the characters from Cruel Intentions
"So I am a fucking toy," Sebastian cursed under his breath.
17 year old Sebastian was driving home from Anette's house and all he could think about was the words Kathryn earlier to him.
Once upon a time he thought he was in love with her. He always thought after she got bored with her sex toys she would realize thar he was the only one that truly was his equal. While she slept with the Male population of upper-crust Manhattan he amused himself with the female population. Sounded fair enough to him and once they graduated they would get together
"Boy what a sap I was," He thought to himself as he parked his car.
Kathryn Merteuil heard her step-brother's car pull up and snorted another line of coke to steady her nerves. She knew a confrontation was inevitable, but what could she say to him? All the words she said to him earlier made her grimace.
What did he expect? After turning her down and going on and on about how the sun shone out of Miss Priss's ass he expected to screw her?
To have Sebastian fall in love with that? After all he slept with the best Manhattan society to offer. But a corn-fer country girl? She would lose him to that? Please!
What could he possibly do to me?,Kathryn mused to herself, remembering Sebastian's declaration of war. Normally she wouldn't be worried but maybe she pushed him to far.
"Damn you Sebastian why did you have to fuck up a good thing," She muttered to herself.
"Talking to yourself or another coke induced hallucination?," A sarcastic voice said from the doorway.
Sebastian stared at what used to be the object of his lust and felt repulsion. To him she represented everything he hated about his past life. The schemes, conuests, everything.
"How did things so with Dorthy?", Kathryn said snidely.
Unexpectedly Sebastian stroed over to her and grabbed Kathryn's arm viciously.
"You do anything else to hurt us again remember I know how to destroy you!', Sebastian said patting his jacked pocked, where he always kept his journal.
Kathryn couldn't help but burst out laughing. His journal was his weapon against her? Oh Sebastian you lost it!, she thought to herself.
"And what about the parts of the wager? Cecile? Maybe you should give it ti Annette. I think she would get a kick out of it", Kathryn said with a cold smile.
Sebastian grabbed her other arm and pushed her against the wall.
"This isn't over Kathryn", Sebastian said through clenched teeth.
"Maybe it is. Maybe it's not", Kathryn said pushing herself into Sebastian's lower area.
"Come to collect your prize? After all you did win the bet", Kathryn said grinding herself into Sebastian's lower area.
For a split second Sebastian considered calling her bluff and push her onto the bed to show her how he got his repuation.
"Remember what i said," He growled and stormed out her room.
Kathryb smiled to herself. The old Sebastian is still there. I'll get him back, she thought to herself.
Subject:
Date: Thursday, May 02, 2002 1:39 AM
My Take On Cruel Intentions
Disclaime: i do not owe the characters from Cruel Intentions
"So I am a fucking toy," Sebastian cursed under his breath.
17 year old Sebastian was driving home from Anette's house and all he could think about was the words Kathryn earlier to him.
Once upon a time he thought he was in love with her. He always thought after she got bored with her sex toys she would realize thar he was the only one that truly was his equal. While she slept with the Male population of upper-crust Manhattan he amused himself with the female population. Sounded fair enough to him and once they graduated they would get together
"Boy what a sap I was," He thought to himself as he parked his car.
Kathryn Merteuil heard her step-brother's car pull up and snorted another line of coke to steady her nerves. She knew a confrontation was inevitable, but what could she say to him? All the words she said to him earlier made her grimace.
What did he expect? After turning her down and going on and on about how the sun shone out of Miss Priss's ass he expected to screw her?
To have Sebastian fall in love with that? After all he slept with the best Manhattan society to offer. But a corn-fer country girl? She would lose him to that? Please!
What could he possibly do to me?,Kathryn mused to herself, remembering Sebastian's declaration of war. Normally she wouldn't be worried but maybe she pushed him to far.
"Damn you Sebastian why did you have to fuck up a good thing," She muttered to herself.
"Talking to yourself or another coke induced hallucination?," A sarcastic voice said from the doorway.
Sebastian stared at what used to be the object of his lust and felt repulsion. To him she represented everything he hated about his past life. The schemes, conuests, everything.
"How did things so with Dorthy?", Kathryn said snidely.
Unexpectedly Sebastian stroed over to her and grabbed Kathryn's arm viciously.
"You do anything else to hurt us again remember I know how to destroy you!', Sebastian said patting his jacked pocked, where he always kept his journal.
Kathryn couldn't help but burst out laughing. His journal was his weapon against her? Oh Sebastian you lost it!, she thought to herself.
"And what about the parts of the wager? Cecile? Maybe you should give it ti Annette. I think she would get a kick out of it", Kathryn said with a cold smile.
Sebastian grabbed her other arm and pushed her against the wall.
"This isn't over Kathryn", Sebastian said through clenched teeth.
"Maybe it is. Maybe it's not", Kathryn said pushing herself into Sebastian's lower area.
"Come to collect your prize? After all you did win the bet", Kathryn said grinding herself into Sebastian's lower area.
For a split second Sebastian considered calling her bluff and push her onto the bed to show her how he got his repuation.
"Remember what i said," He growled and stormed out her room.
Kathryb smiled to herself. The old Sebastian is still there. I'll get him back, she thought to herself.