Disclaimer: I don't own Suicide Room, etc.

Author's Note: This is my own retelling of Suicide Room. Almost all the events will stay the same, but some will be changed and new ones will be added in like this one. The plot and ending will have a twist, i don't know yet. Enjoy.


The scene takes place after the karate incident between Aleksander and Dominik.

I quickly scrambled up and ran for the locker room. I could still hear Aleksander's tormenting laughter from where he lay on the floor. I pushed open the door and pulled my phone out to call the driver to take me home. Just as I started dialing the digits, someone else entered the locker room. His brown hair looked sweaty above his cocky smile.

"Hey, where you going?" He asked leaning against a locker.

"Home," I mumbled bitterly. I hung up the phone and stared into my locker. He strolled a few feet closer to me.

"And why's that, my prince?" I ignored him as I continued shoving things from my locker into my backpack. "You know, I can't stop thinking about that night. I wouldn't have done it with just anybody. I've always..." he looked around the room for the end of his sentence.

"Hey you know you don't have to go so soon. You could stay and..." he paused and propped his elbow on the locker next to mine. His karate uniform shirt was open revealing his chest, tanner than mine. I realized I haven't yet changed out of my uniform. The belt around my waist was loose. I felt Aleks look down at me, since he was only a little taller. I looked up from my locker into his eyes. You could cut the tension in the room with a razor blade. Almost like he could read my thoughts, he cupped my jaw in his hand and tilted it upward as he pressed his lips into mine.

As soon as I kissed him back he opened his mouth, expecting me to do the same. As i did, his tongue started roaming the inside of my mouth. I returned the favor and laced my fingers into his hair. My humiliation from moments earlier suddenly turned to lust. His hands moved inside my shirt from my shoulder down to my waist and pulled my hips closer to his. Our heads tilted more and more to the side. Aleks let out a small moan, letting me feel the vibrations on my lips. Our tongues still fighting for dominance. I thought back to that night at the dance, with everyone watching. This time was so much better.

I could feel the corners of his mouth upturn. He pulled away with the same smug look on his face with an uncontrollable smile. He pressed his forehead into mine, staring into my giant pupils. My bangs fell onto my right eye. I felt my face heat up and blush fill my cheeks.

"Still want to go home?" he asked still holding onto my hips. I was left speechless and could only manage a small shake of my head.