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Notice: Some vulgar language up ahead. Just thought I'd warn you.


002.
A horrifying revelation.


"Merwin," Dekka said, her voice laced with venom. "This is ridiculous. Why the hell do want me of all people to help you with your love life?" A love life that will undoubtedly fail, she added in her mind.

He glared at her as he rummaged through his pockets for his dorm key. "Because you're Brianna's friend! Now shut the hell up already! If you really want to know other reasons for why, wait until I open this fucking door and shut up!"

With a defeated sigh, Dekka did.

"Alright, get in," he told her. For a second she felt like she was being kidnapped or something. Which, if she really thought about it, was happening. What with Drake forcibly making her, an innocent student (well, not THAT innocent, but still innocent enough), get the girl he wanted (a girl she also wanted). A girl, she'd make sure he wouldn't get. But somewhere in the back of her mind, she doubted that. Something told her that this time, like all times, Drake would get what he wanted.

He always did.

It was the unofficial rule at Coates. Students and teacher alike knew of this rule. Drake Merwin, along with a few other students, forced things to happen. This little desire of his was just another one of those he was going to force to occur. It would happen, Dekka realized with utter and absolute revulsion. Drake and Brianna would somehow end up together as a couple.

No. No. No. No. It would not happen. No. Drake Merwin was the devil himself. The son of Satan. The root of evil. Brianna wouldn't like a guy like that, right?

...right?

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The world was corrupt place. Looking at Drake's dorm-room, Dekka now believed that was the total and utter truth of the world. Why? Well, of the few dorm rooms she'd ever been in and of the other dorm rooms in the rest of Coates Academy, she was %100 sure that Drake's was the best one she'd ever seen.

Flat screen TV, various popular gaming consoles, mini fridges, king-sized bed...again, the world was a corrupt place.

"I don't understand why you chose me of all people," she muttered absently, eyes still on the room. Not fair. Not fair at all. Evil people didn't deserve these things!

As soon as she heard the door close, Drake snaked his way towards Dekka, who was still staring at his room, with a sinister smile on his face. He shoved her towards the wall where she fell, her back agaisnt the wall. Drake's face was a little bit too close to hers - and God, did the temperature suddenly drop or something? She could feel herself shiver. Was this fear? Was she actually showing fear to a predator, like Drake, who loved that?

Oh, great.

"Do you really want to know why, Dekka?" His voice was a dangerously low whisper. "Do you want to know the reason I asked you to help me?"

"I-" C'mon Dekka, she told herself. C'mon! Don't chicken out! Keep your mask intact! Keep it intact. She swallowed the lump in her throat and tried to sound indifferent, annoyed even. "Yes."

He leaned towards her ear, his voice just barely audiable. How Dekka wished it wasn't audiable at all. "It's because I know you don't want everyone to know the real reason why you're here, and I know you'll never fall in love with me, right, Rainbow?"

Fall in love with him? Fall in love with HIM? Drake Merwin? Dekka began laughing madly at that. Drake Merwin? Seriously-

Her eyes narrowed. "What did you just call me?"

"Rainbow," he calmly replied.

He...couldn't know about that, right?

"You didn't think I wouldn't know of your reason for being here, right?" He laughed his sick, twisted laugh.

How would that work? Did he have that much influence? Could he find out that much about people so easily?

"You're."

Did he scare the school that much?

"A fucking."

Of course he did.

"Lesbian."

He was Drake Merwin after all.

Dekka released a bitter laugh. "So, not only would you get the girl that I'm doubting you even like at all, but you're also going to be tormenting me as well, am I right?"

He was a monster.

"Of course. You didn't honestly think that was all there is, did you Rainbow?" He asked, with a smirk. "I noticed how you look at her, and while trying to find out your little secret, I started to become attracted to the little bitch. She's cute, I suppose."

He was a sick, sick monster.

She felt like crying, but she wouldn't. She couldn't. She would not let him have the satisfaction of seeing her cry. "I hope you go to hell, you bastard."

He laughed again. "If I do, I'm sure I'll see you there. Now then, let's get started, shall we?"


A/N:
Thanks to all who read the last chapter. As for the reviews, well, I must say they were very helpful to me as a writer. And I didn't really notice it at the time, but dear God, I use italics a tad bit too much...heh.

Again, thanks to all who read, reviewed, and favourited. I hope you also enjoyed this chapter too. Let me know what you think.

-L.D.