Dreams of a Beautiful Monster

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After Drake had left Elie returned to her room. Diana wasn't there so she just collapsed onto her bed, iPod in hand and started listening to music while playing stupid games. This went on for twenty minutes until she felt her phone vibrate beside her. She looked at it. A number she didn't know was shown on the screen. She read the message curiously. I enjoyed our little talk earlier. I am going to come and pick you up around six pm tomorrow. No arguments, you don't have a choice. –Drake

"Well isn't he so sure of himself," Elie muttered. She quietly groaned to herself. What had she gotten herself into?

"You've decided to grace us with your presence finally?" Caine asked. He stared at Drake with a smirk. Drake might try to deny everything but Caine had seen the way he had stared at the new girl. He had never seen Drake so focused on something. He looked towards Diana. Diana was also smirking at Drake. She knew all about his little obsession with Elie. He had to ask her for Elie's number. She had toyed with him at first. Teasing Drake wasn't a good thing though. He had threatened her but didn't actually do anything. She did finally give him Elie's number though.

"I just went on a little walk," was his only reply. There was a different look in his eye though. Not one of sinister thoughts or one that would send kids screaming for their mothers. This one was a look of happiness and hope. He's changing Diana though. All because of one girl. Who would have thought that maybe all Drake Merwin needed was love. Even if it was a sick and twisted version of it.

Elie woke with a start. She realized she had fallen asleep after texting Drake back a simple yes. She then remembered why she even woke up. She had a dream and it was about him. They were doing some pretty adult stuff. She sighed. Just because she had masochism fantasies doesn't mean she wanted to have them about Drake! She got up and started towards the bathroom. She noticed that Diana had come back at some point and was asleep as well. She entered the bathroom, stripped and got into the shower. She let the warm water cascade over her back. It felt so good and relaxing after todays events. She felt a need for release and took the razor blade on the side of the tub in hand. She made little slits on her upper arm particularly so no one would see. She read somewhere in a medical magazine that cutting could possibly lead you to a life of masochism. She really didn't care though. She liked it way to much.

"What are you doing in the shower at two am?" Diana groggily said.

"Sorry didn't mean to wake you, I just couldn't sleep and felt the need to get clean and fill refreshed," she said shyly. She hurried and hid the blade quickly and washed the blood off quickly incase Diana decided to barge in. It was a good decision to cause that's exactly what she did.

"So how was your little chat with Drakie-poo?" Diana asked while putting the toilet lid down so she could sit. Elie stopped and froze. How did Diana know about her and drake? Diana must have noticed. "He asked me for your number earlier and he said he had talked to you," she said hintingly.

"Why would you give him my number!? He is completely insane and I think he likes me. That isn't a good thing. If I were to say something wrong to him and he got mad, you could find me in a dumpster the next day!" she yelled angrily. She thought Diana was her friend but yet here was so called friend giving here number out to a physco.

Diana just waved her off. "What does he want from you anyway? Does he want to like go on a date with you or something?" she asked excitedly. Elie just stared at her friend. That was it. Diana had officially lost it.

"You are nuts!" Elie screeched.

"Oh calm down. Maybe this could turn out to be a good thing. He might change just for you." Diana smiled and started looking in the cabinets at the different makeup kits they had.

"What are you doing?" Elie couldn't believe her eyes. If Diana was doing what Elie thought she was this was going to end badly.

"Makeover!" Diana yelled all to happily. She grabbed Elie by the arm and drug her out of the shower. Luckily she was done getting cleaned anyways. Elie moaned in protest but it was no use against the all to happy Diana. Elie was in for a long night. The only thoughts that were going through her mind while Diana did her magic was that Drake better like this and treat her nicely or she would inflict pain on him for not receiving a good night sleep because of her crazy roommate.

The next morning:

Drake was looking over his clothes. Why was it mattering all of a sudden about the he he looked? With any other girl it wouldn't have but with Elie it was different. He wanted her to think of him in a good way. He was going to have to try very hard and not let his anger get out of hand. If he were to hurt her he would never forgive himself. It had taken all his will power not to hit her yesterday and it was the first time they had actually spoken for Pete's sake! Drake groaned. This was going to be a long process.