Disclaimer: Writersblock14- I never thought of Drake and Diana before, but we do know they must of had some sort of history! Romantical or otherwise, so though it's not what you asked, here is a bit of how they started.
P.S. worst chapter ever.
She moans, he keeps pace, biting her shoulder to resist climax. She gasps as his teeth bite her skin, she throws her arms around his back, caressing, touching, grabbing him and bringing him impossibly close to her chest. She never wants to let him go.
She screams his name as her orgasm rocks through her body, almost knocking him aside. He smiles, hoping that maybe…just maybe, he will be able to last until she comes again, for the third time.
Caine woke up from his early sleep. He looked at his bedside clock. Not even nine. The sun was set, it was dark out, and he was wide awake. So he did what any normal man would do. Took a cold shower, and then went to find his girl.
Okay, maybe not so normal.
Diana sat on her bed finishing her homework.
Life was good, she was…happy? Well, frankly, she was.
She had stopped hazing the new science teacher in doing so, has manipulated her into giving Diana half the homework the rest of class was assigned.
Diana got up and stretched. It was a Friday night, which meant no classes tomorrow and basic free time.
Deciding she needed some fresh air, Diana changed out of her uniform into jeans and a large blackish sweater she had stolen from her father a few years back. Slipping on hiking boots, Diana applied more make-up than usual, and finally concluded that she was ready to go out.
Heading down the stairs she stalked into Dean Maribor's office. She wrote down a note for him and passed it to Ms. Lewis, the young secretary who should honestly get a life and out of this shithole excuse for a school.
Diana had had her father write a pass for her to go out on an excursion whenever necessary. There wasn't really a point to it though. Where would Diana go once she left campus? Town? Ha!
The November air hit her with a cool breeze. Perdido Beach never got cold.
Diana walked off towards the campus gates, which were about a mile away. Suddenly jumpy, Diana began to run.
After pondering the reason for leaving, Diana decided to head for the cliff. She walked along the edge and down towards the beach.
A bonfire glowed in the distance. Ah, yes, that was why she had felt a need to come down here.
She decided to go walk their way, counting the beach ended not a hundred yards the other direction.
Some kids at Coates had parties. They were stupid and usually consisted of about 10 kids, hardly what she considered a "party".
This time, a short little redhead named Briana had invited Diana. Out of the thirty or so times kids had done these over the past three years Diana was a Coates, not once had she accepted the invitation.
She sighed, "well, there is a first time for everything" she said to herself.
There was one party a few months ago. An end of summer vaction party, and Diana and Caine had gone. Actually, he had asked her to go.
Normally, Diana would have laughed at the idea. Was it odd to say that she had missed him over the summer, and that being with him, even if it was at party, seemed like a good idea?
The party had been complete shit though. It had ended with Caine and her getting in a fight about something he had said.
Sometimes they fought, and usually she won, Caine gave in. But if the fight were over something serious, Caine always won. Not matter what. Because Diana had seen what he could do, and she had to admit, though with much resistance: Caine was more powerful than her.
Anyways, the fight was stupid, and the night resulted in Diana sucking face with some senior while Caine did the same with said senior's sister. Classy, they knew it.
The party had been stupid. Kids hung around, talking, doing whatever drugs they could get their hands on.
And that was a rule with Diana: ever since she hadn't noticed Caine in the shower last spring, her guard was never down.
She knew his was the same way.
Diana sat in the sand, watching the sun begin to disappear over the sea.
Suddenly lonely, Diana decided to go join the fire. She walked the remaining half-mile and sat down on an empty towel. A few kids looked at her and turned away. Some even tried to talk, but after Diana stared them down, they quit their movements.
Finally, Diana shut her eyes, lying down and letting the music of somebody's ipod and the voices of her peers calm her.
She felt a tap on her shoulder. Sure enough, said senior's sister, Liza Corcoran was sitting on towel beside Diana.
"Hey, Diana", Liza, said senior's sister, said.
Diana opened her eyes and sat up, smirking, "Liza."
Liza was pretty, but in a much different way than Diana. She was the blonde, tan, ski-slope nose, and blue-eyed kind of girl that is attractive yet so common.
"Is Caine here with you?" Liz asked, sipping her drink.
Diana remembered Caine fooling around with Liza a bit after the end of summer party. But that had ended badly. Diana wasn't sure what happened exactly, but she knew they ended with Caine telling Liza that she was basically a whore for him, as he had no real interest in her at all.
'Friends with benefits,' she had said, loud enough for Diana to hear while waiting outside the library for them to finish up.
'But you are not my friend' Caine had told her, no emotion or feeling in his voice.
Diana smiled at the memory. She actually sometimes liked Liza.
"Maybe" she said half-heartedly. Caine hadn't specified his whereabouts tonight.
She hadn't seen Caine for a few hours now, which these days seemed to be a record for her.
They had been so close these past few weeks. He was becoming her best…friend. Diana didn't recognize the word.
No, that was wrong. Friend wasn't it.
Just yesterday, she had been with him in the library as he practiced using his power. At which point she had reached up to grab a book. After all, she did have a test the next morning, he was only there to practice, not study.
She knew he was watching as she jumped to reach the book, her skirt flying up a bit.
Finally, 'which do you want?'
'The one with the brown cover' he lowered it for her, and she grabbed for it, but he quickly pulled it higher. She jumped for it again and he lowered it, before moving it to the right.
She turned to him and crossed her arms; 'I actually have work to do, if you aren't going to give it to me than I don't have time for this.' Then she sat down.
'Tense, are we?'
'Fuck off, Caine.'
He stood from his chair and walked over to her, beginning to massage her shoulders. 'I can tell you are stressed when you're puns get less and less creative.'
'I said: fuck off.'
He just smiled, 'fine, have it your way. But my door is open.'
He then moved back to his chair, sat down, and began flying books around the room as he had been doing for the past hour. It was as if nothing had changed, and yet Diana was caught staring at him, wondering what had just happened.
No, friends wasn't exactly the right word.
She brushed her hair away from her face and stared. Someone caught her eye. They had come a long way since he first came to Coates last year. She smiled to herself. She remembered writing the word on his fucked up file, sadist.
It was true, Drake Merwin was nothing if not a psychotic sadist, but they had had a shaky start after that; which had proven difficult considering that he had quickly become Caine's third in command, and was beginning to rise in that position as well.
Since she had been stuck to move around Drake quite often these days, they had embarked on a mutual dislike of one another, but also a quiet mutual dislike. They did not argue or fight any more, resorting to the acknowledgment that they did indeed hate each other and nothing was going to change it.
She nodded politely at him, and he did the same across the fire, turning away from her. She watched Drake with a girl. He was handsome, she did notice that. She bet he would fuck that girl tonight, she seemed to be all over the fucking bastard.
After a few more minutes of being rude to people trying to strike up a conversation, Diana stood up ready to leave, but a wimpy girl named Taylor caught her arm.
"Wait, Ladris, we're just about to play truth or dare!"
"And that is my cue to leave" Diana snapped, pulling her arm back.
"Aw c'mon! It doesn't matter about your boyfriend. Really, Ladris, just 'cause your fucking Soren doesn't mean you can keep all these guys hot for you! Just kiss 'em and make their endless pain go away!"
Diana smirked, and was about to respond with something incredibly witty about their "endless pain" when Caine appeared from the shadows and responded.
"I am not her boyfriend."
She stiffened at the harshness in his voice. The music was the only sound as the crowd became quiet. Caine stepped closer to her, "but she does know a thing or two about pain."
Caine touched her waist and kissed her on the cheek. She held her smirk though her mind raced at his implication.
Taylor stood mouth gaped with suck awe, she had been kidding about the sex comment, secretly though she had hoped Diana might confirm everyone's question as to her and Caine, but this! This was too much!
A smirk, and then a grin. A wide, eerie grin, as Drake spoke the words: "so, you'll both be playing then?"
Diana looked towards Caine who had stepped in front. She watched his stance, his developed shoulders strong. No one else might notice his emotions that way she did.
Yes. They were playing.
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"So, Diana, truth or dare?" A redhead girl the grade above them asked.
Diana didn't tell secrets, correction: she didn't tell her own secrets, "Dare."
"Hmmm… well you have obviously kissed Caine, so now let's see who else is worth your beauty?" The redhead said sarcastically. Diana wondered what Caine was thinking as he watchd her. "I dare you…to kiss …Thomas."
Diana stood up, crossed the few feet to where the boy sat, and touched her lips to his softly. No tongue with strangers. She sat back down, sharing the towel with Caine.
"Okay" Diana said, crossing her legs, "Rebecca, truth or dare?"
The girl looked at Diana. "truth, I guess."
Diana beamed, "how exactly did you get sent to Coates? You tell everyone that you auctioned your grandmother's wedding ring on eBay, but I know for a fact that is not what your file says. So, Becky, what did you do?"
The girl froze, paralyzed with fear. "I- I stole money-"
"No," Diana eased, "you didn't do anything wrong, Rebecca, you were just acting on…feelings, right? It's okay, we will understand."
"Y-you bitch!" Humiliated and on the verge of crying, Rebecca stood, and ran away.
Caine pulled Diana close and whispered in her ear.
"She slept with her twin brother" Diana answered him softly, smiling.
"I will take Rebecca's turn" someone said. It was the incest girl's best friend. "If that is okay?" She looked to the senior who was sort of running this game, and he nodded.
"Diana, truth or dare?"
Exasperated, Diana sighed, "Dare."
The girl smiled wickedly, "I dare you to kiss Drake." Payback.
Diana froze, shocked. Caine too, stiffened.
"Fine" Diana said, standing. Drake went over to her, and brought their lips together. Diana kept her mouth shut, but Drake didn't. He forced her lips apart, locking his arms around her waist so she couldn't let go. Diana knew that he was doing this to bother her, she knew he was getting no amount of sexual pleasure from kissing her, yet he kept at it, forcing his hand up her sweater. She banged at his chest, too taken aback to find an opening.
She didn't have to though. A fuming Caine had broken them apart.
He remained seated, watching intently, the sudden sandstorm blocking his view of the people.
"Fucking, Caine" Drake shouted, knowing it was he whom had created this event. Drake ran towards the rocks where most of the other people had headed.
Diana, on the other hand, ran towards Caine, blocking her face from the sand cutting into it.
"Caine, Jesus, I swear. I am okay, Stop it!"
Caine blocked the sand from hitting them, and used the remaining sand in the air to put out the bonfire. She lost track of the present, amazed at how much power he had been keeping from her.
He pulled her back to reality, grabbing her hair and pulling her face towards his. "I think I love you, Diana."
She didn't say anything, but stared at him, bewildered.
"I said: I love you."
She nodded slowly, "yeah I think I got that the first time."
He stood up, pushing her back at her blatant disregard for what he had just said.
"Get away from me." He said, the sand dying down. Then added, "Diana, I take it back. I don't think I love you, not yet anyways."
He walked away quickly, moving down the beach towards Coates. Diana drew in a breath, coughing at the dirt in her lungs. "You can't just take it back," she whispered.