Disclaimer: I don't own anyone, other than Nell.
Rated: M
Warning(s): Slash, Het, Violence, Cruelty, Child Abuse

Zack trembled as he walked around the bed. Fear caused every muscle in his body to become tense and he could barely move, but he continued to circle around to try and put some distance between himself and Eve. Since her earlier threat, Eve had calmed down considerably. Her attention had focused back on her nails, but Zack didn't think for one second that she didn't know his exact location at all times.

Hesitantly, Zack looked out the window. He wondered what would happen if he threw himself out the window at that moment. At least that way he would die of cardiac arrest, fast and painless, before Eve could stab him with those nail clippers. Just the idea of it made him sick. And, the entire time, he could envision Eve's evil smile as she watched him bleed out. He trembled and moved closer to his destination.

Quickly, before she could distract him, he hit the call button with as much force as he could muster. Unfortunately, Eve noticed the movement. "What did you just do?"

Zack's eyes widened and he tried to think fast, but his mind drew a total blank. "Nothing. I didn't do a thing. What makes you think that I did something?" He rambled on nervously.

"You only ramble when you're nervous, and the only reason that you would have to be nervous is if you're lying to me." Eve reasoned slowly. She started to walk over to him. "Tell me, Zackie."

Zack swallowed harshly. "I really have no idea what you're talking about."

Eve just shook her head. "I'm disappointed, Zack. I would have thought that you were a better liar."

Terrified, Zack took a few steps back as Eve continued to advance on him. However, all too soon, she had backed him into a corner. He hit the wall hard and swallowed audibly. His stomach turned and he worried that he would be sick. But Eve had discarded her nail clippers on the bed and was now slowly unbuttoning her shirt. When her cleavage was revealed, she pulled her shirt away to reveal her lacy bra. Zack tried to look away.

But he cracked under the pressure and his eyes flickered downward unintentionally. Eve smirked – she knew that the minute he laid eyes on her body, she had him in her clutches and she wasn't about to release him. She reached out and took hold of Zack's wrist, pulling his hand forward and putting his hand on her breast. A dark flush came over Zack's cheeks and he closed his eyes. He didn't want to do this. He didn't want to do this…

"Why are you so hesitant, Zack? I know that you want me." Eve trailed off seductively. She pushed her bosom forward a little bit and pushed more of her breasts into Zack's hand.

"You're wrong." Zack shook his head fiercely. "I don't want this. I don't want you. I'm in love with Kane and he's the only one that I want to be with. Why can't you understand that?"

Eve narrowed her chocolate brown eyes at him. "If you're so sure that he's what you want, why can't you tell me that to my face?"

Zack opened his eyes and looked at her firmly. "I love Kane and I don't want to do this. Please, don't force me."

Eve frowned. She ground her hips down against his. "Well, at least one part of your anatomy wants me."

"Please, don't make me do this, Eve. If you let me leave now, I'll never say a word to anyone -,"

"Do you really think that I'm that stupid?" Eve cut him off. "I know that that is all a lie."

Zack shook his head, desperate to convince her that this was the truth. "No. You're not stupid. And you have every right to doubt me. But I'm not in the business of lying to people."

But Eve wasn't listening to him anymore. She took hold of him forcefully and threw him down onto the bed. He coughed as he bounced up and down, Eve quickly climbing on top of him. It didn't take him long to remember that Eve had recently discarded the nail clippers on the bed. He felt around for them clumsily and was easily able to locate them underneath his leg. Eve busied herself with the buttons on his shirt.

It took him a minute to work up the nerve to actually do it. He had never hurt a woman before, be it physically or mentally. The closest that he had ever come was when he had been forced to break up with his first (and only) girlfriend the week before prom because he had to move to Long Island. But as Eve took off his shirt and started to work on his pants, he knew that this would be the only way that he would escape this unscathed.

He forced his hand forward and jammed the clippers into her shoulder as far down as they would go. Eve screamed out in pain, looking down at the bloodied mess that was her shoulder. Her chocolate eyes flickered back to Zack in shock. How could he do this to her? He was supposed to love her, damn it! Zack hurriedly climbed off of the bed and dressed himself. He needed to find Kane as soon as possible.

He almost made it to the door, before Eve started to scowl at him. "You can't just leave me here to die! You love me, Zack! You can't just desert me!"

"I asked you to stop and you didn't. If anything, you never loved me." Zack said. "You shouldn't have tried to force me. And from now on, you deserve everything that comes your way… bitch."

"But… but what if I bleed to death?" Eve asked. She sounded scared now.

"You're in a hospital, sweetie. Suck it up." And with that, he walked out the door.