S..a...I...askks'jjdkd;djfjs...I don't know why I'm trying again with GONE! Forgive me please! I'm so sorry about ending my story! I really am, I just lost it completely... so now I'm on to oneshots for it. Here we go... Pray I get it right.

Drake grinned down at his next victim. He pulled out the steak knife he had used last night at dinner. It still had some of the red juice that flowed out of the rare steak he had eaten. He tilted his head and the trembling girl before him.

"Hello Ariadne." Drake grinned, sliding the blade across his palm.

"D-Dra-Drake." She look up fearfully at the cruel face.

"I heard you-ah-did something." Drake walked around the ten year old.

"I-It's... James he... asked and... it just slipped out! I'm sorry!" She cried out, hiding her face behind her hands, peering out between her fingers.

"Oh, but see, you betrayed my trust Adne." Drake used his pet name. She was like his dog. Submissive. Easy to control. Didn't fight back.

"I...Drake, I never meant too." Ariadne choked on a sob.

"Too bad." Drake crouched in front of the girl. "Guess you still need to learn your lesson."

"No...please no, Drake no!" She screamed as he grabbed her arm.

"Four tic marks in the last month. Don't get another." Drake grinned, cleaning the knife off on his black athletic shorts.

"No Drake!" Ariadne screeched. "Do-don't..." The pain etched onto her face had a touch of pleasure as he dragged the knife into her skin. "Don't stop...I mean... stop... Ow!" Ariadne cried out.

"I really enjoy our time together Adne." Drake grinned as the blood dripped off her arm. "I hope you do too." He leaned over and licked the blood off her arm.

"Agh!" Adne squirmed, but was unable to get away.

Drake scowled. "Don't fight me!" He growled, grabbing her other arm and drawing his knife across it in a jagged line. "Looks like someone tripped in the woods." He grinned, grabbing dirt and smearing over Adne's face, arms, and her stomach. Her shirt stopped an inch above her sweats.

"Tomorrow, same time." He said, getting up and throwing the knife into the woods. He peeled off his gloves and stuffed them in the nearest trash can.

He walked home and went in through the side door, just outside the kitchen

"Drake, honey is that you?" Mrs. Merwin called from the kitchen.

"Yeah." Drake replied, taking off his muddy shoes.

"Take off your shoes." She called.

"I did!" He said indignantly as he entered the kitchen.

"Good! Oh, and a boy is out back. He came over earlier asking for you." His mom turned, her long blonde hair tucked into a braid. "Have a cookie before you go outside." She offered him a plate of chocolate chip cookies.

Drake grabbed one before racing into the backyard. He stopped by his dad's uniform and grabbed the loaded gun.

James stood in the back yard. He had his arm crossed. Ariadne was there too. Her black hair was a mess after crawling through the fence, and her green eyes fearful. James raised a hand and hit her. Drake was mad. No one else could hurt his dog but her!

He ran outside, took a stance, and shot. James screamed and grabbed his leg. Drake's mom ran out and stared before calling an ambulance.

Adne stood by Drake, she knew her place. He grinned sadistically at the gunshot on James's leg. His grip on Adne's arm hurt, but she sort of enjoyed it. She knew she was nothing, just a dog, to Drake. She knew she was a masochist. And Drake was a sadist.

His last words before being sent to Coates the next week were, "You'll always be mine. No one else's. Don't forget that, Adne. I'm the only one allowed to hurt you."

Done! Yay? Nay? Review and tell me what you thought, eh people? And OMG Take Me Home is available for free stream for a while on iTunes. Favorite songs so far: Rock Me and Heart Attack. Anyways, review!