Okay, there will be a few new characters to come in now. Please no flaming when you read!!

outside the room

"Carina, what are they doing!?" Amanda shrieked.

"I have no clue, but if Michael's hurting Cain, I'll have Ke kick his ass so hard!"

CRASH!!

Clattering and banging around came from inside the room.

The door opened, to their surprise. There, stood a girl, about five foot five, with a disturbed and angry look on her face.

"Amanda, learn to control your fucking perverted butler please. I will not hold back the next time this happens to Cain," she said, glaring over at the badly bruised up Michael in the corner.

"Ke!" Carina hugged her.

"Oh, God, please get off. I HATE hugging…"

Carina backed away slowly.

"I warned you Michael! I warned you!" Amanda stuck a finger in his face and glared at him.

He only smiled and said, "He made good fun…"

"YOU SICK BASTARD!" Ke stormed up to him and punched him in the face again.

Carina went over to Cain who had a sheet wrapped around himself.

"You alright?" she asked. He shook his head; his face shadowed slightly.

"Hey, Cain," Ke turned around. To Cain's surprise, she was smiling as if nothing had happened.

"Who the HELL are you?"

"Me? I'm just your average Cain C. Hargreaves fangirl," she said matter-of-factly, "Nothing more."

"Ke, how the heck did you get here!?" Tiffany was ecstatic, bouncing up and down with excitement.

"I had a feeling there would be something I wouldn't want to miss, but…" she glanced at Cain who sat in the corner, away from all of them.

"Looks like I'm a little too late."

Ke got up and went to the corner.

"How did you get here, Cain? Jeez, ain't you s'posed to be like two hundred years before now?" She asked.

He didn't say anything.

"Dude, you gotta talk sometime. Jeez, this ain't the first time he's done that to you, is it? And he saw the scars?" she questioned.

"How did-"

"Long story short; I read," she smiled in spit of herself. "Well, let me guess. He tried fucking you the first time, and he didn't want your shirt on. But because you only allow Riff to see your scars, you told him something like 'anything will be fine just leave the shirt on,' am I right?"

Cain looked at his hands, "That's…that's none of your concern…"

"Oh, but I think it is. You see, because, though this is my first time meeting you, I've seen your pictures and I know all about your life. So, I tell myself that if anyone were to hurt you, they would get a rude awakening from me, as I'm sure you've heard from my friends." Ke paused, looking at Becky, Amanda, and Carina and smiling.

"You; the fabulous Count Cain Hargreaves; are now my and my friends' responsibilities and if you were to get hurt while I was the one watching you at the time, the person hurting you would die. A slow and painful death would be their downfall."

Cain didn't reply.

Ke sighed. "Look. I'm going back to London in two days and, whether you like it or not, you are coming too. And, no matter how much I detest this decision, Michael has to come too."

Cain perked up at that, "I'm not going."

"Do you want to get back home or do you want to stay here? Because if you want to stay here, you'll be all alone with Michael. Someone has to stay and watch out for you and I can't because I need to get back home. What's it gonna be?"

Since he didn't say anything, Ke smiled slyly and said, "That's what I thought. Besides, you have family there. Trust me, I met one of your family members. Just wait till they hear that they have a 17 year old great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, (et cetera) grandfather!!"

Cain sighed and didn't reply.

'Things are getting BETTER and BETTER, aren't they?' he thought sarcastically.

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