So...this chapter is going to be focused on Drake, Josh and Lucy! Oh and things are going to get pretty intense between Drake and Lucy by the way...(suspense sound effect) lame...oh well ;) Enjoy the chapter!
Quick Warning: This chapter will contain sexual content, so if it makes you uncomfortable in any way...do not continue reading it!
Monday: June 3rd, 2010 – 8:49 A.M. (Deserted Island: Outer Woodland)
The game has been going for about thirty-one hours now…that meant they only had forty-one hours left until their collars went boom and then, zero winners and a zero attempt at escaping. The forest was filled with the magnificent music of songbirds as they continued to chirp and sing in alluring tunes.
Lucy, however, was beyond unimpressed with the melodies of the birds up in the concealed branches. She was focused completely on the fact that Drake had been sleeping for almost two hours…her eyes glared at his slouched body against the gigantic oak tree and began to roll incredulously.
"Hmph!" Lucy scoffed with her hands still tightly bound with Josh's solid black leather belt and placed in the center of her lap as her feet still dangled loosely over the peaceful stream. Josh looked over at her in confusion as she gave off another snort of annoyance with her eyes now glaring up at the sun soaked leaves that were stemming from the tree branches.
"What?" Josh stammered with his eyebrows arched as the cooling gusts of wind blew past their bodies and through the trees like joyous ghosts.
"I'm just wondering…does he always take of advantage of you like this?" she eyed him coldly as her hair slightly flew behind her due to the soft breezes. Josh's eyes grew wide in shock from the sudden question, but all he did was calmly laugh in response before patting his hands on his thighs.
"What makes you think he takes 'advantage' of me?"
"Well…he's making you work overtime. He should have woken up by now…I don't think he's treating you fairly," Lucy sighed in a disappointing tone before looking down into the beautiful rushing water; she saw her reflection stare back up at her instantly along with a few rays of peeking sunlight sparkling in the water around her mirrored image as well.
Josh simply shook his head in disagreement before looking down at his very own reflection also, with a tranquil smile on his comforting face. "I just think he needs rest. I'm just looking out for him…Don't tell him I said this-"
As he said that Lucy simply looked at him with full attention in her eyes and tilted her head causing her jeweled earring to dangle delicately in synch with her hair. "But I really care about him. I would never hurt him…even though he does all sorts of things to me. Like that one time when he drove my brand new car into our neighbor's garage door or when he ditched me at school to go make out with one of the Jennifers in the tenth grade. But in the end, I'll always trust him," Josh finished with a light hearted chuckle as he stared into the eyes of his own dazzling reflection in the calm stream.
Always trust? Lucy thought in confusion as she listened to his every word. How can you easily trust? How?
"Is that…Is that why you gave him the gun?" Lucy asked quietly as she gazed over the edge of the log into the water. Her wrists began to ache due to the tightened belt cutting into her flesh, but she could deal with it. "Because you trust him?"
"Definitely," Josh responded with a confident nod as he clasped his hands within his lap and twiddled his thumbs nervously. All Lucy did was gasp at his simple response and laughed obviously impressed.
"So…the gun was your weapon originally," Lucy began with a slow tone as if she were making sure of the entire situation.
"Yeah," Josh answered back in the same manner as their feet continued to sway over the edge of the bridging log that kept them suspended effortlessly.
"And you gave it to Drake? Willingly? Josh are you serious?" Lucy whispered shockingly almost changing her entire tone as she lifted her pair of bound hands and placed them faintly on Josh's shoulder in concern. Her plush lips began to tremble in horror at the thought of willingly handing over your trust even if it means you will die as a result.
Josh nodded his head with a slight chuckle escaping his soft lips after he placed on of his securing hand upon hers. Not to shrug her off. Just to offer her some sense of comfort. All she did was widen her eyes in disbelief before chuckling in time with the gentle boy next to her.
"You must…You must really be close to him then huh? Know him that well do you?" Lucy offered him a warm smile that revealed her sparkling teeth as her cheeks became a tinted red after rubbing her thumbs on his shoulders to ease his tensions. Josh tried his best not too blush as he felt her fingers run over him innocently.
Don't blush! Don't do it! She'll see! She'll…She'll think you're a bigger dork than you already are!
As Lucy continued to stroke his shoulders with the tips of her thumbs caringly, Josh shrugged lightly to say, 'Sure, I guess.' "We go way back…yeah. A lot of adventures. Drake and Josh. The dynamic duo…yep, that's us alright. I trust this guy with my life," he began to grin as he reminisced on all of the memories he and his brother shared throughout the years.
"I see." Lucy sighed while placing her pair of feminine hands back in the lap of her red patterned, plaid skirt with a grimace on her flawless face. Reality check Josh…only one survives…just one and only one.
Josh was naïve and Lucy could only fathom how deep his delusions of 'happy endings' could become…but strangely she admired him for it. She couldn't place her finger upon it, but she really felt something for this particular nerd. It wasn't a simple acting job, she genuinely felt safe with Josh, but why?
"I don't get it," she whispered with an unfathomable sound to her voice causing Josh to glance at her after staring down at the sparkling stream while saying, 'Hm?' "Friends can betray friends Josh…I know from experience." She continued as she recounted her murders of both Jade and her little newbie, Molly Garfunkel. The deaths were fresh in her head, but she didn't feel bad for it in any single way…it's not like she really cared for them.
"I know that Lucy," Josh gave her a calm smile with his eyes closed which made him come off as innocent. Lucy only rolled her eyes with a slight groan before scolding him on his gullible nature.
"You're just lucky he didn't blow your big head off," she mumbled while clicking her heels together in a rhythmic way like in the Wizard of Oz while they floated over the stream. No place like home…no place like home. Hmph. Too bad there a million places better than home, she growled in her mind before realizing Josh was giving her occasional stares.
"Drake would never do that. No…he wouldn't, I know him like a book. Good thing I'm a good reader," Josh joked with a serene giggle making Lucy's lips tremble before she actually began to smile genuinely once more.
Why is he co cute? Why is he being so nice? Maybe…Maybe he isn't like those other boys. Maybe he's different. To think I was going to…no…I can't…not to Josh at least.
Lucy contemplated as she glanced over to Drake's hunched back that gave the impression that his skinny body was rolled up like a snoozing centipede. Her eyes briefly scanned the gun he had dangling from his fingertips and over the shins of his legs. She desperately wanted that metal beauty…actually, she needed it. She had to have it, and soon.
"What makes you so certain," she asked with her thin brown eyebrows raised as she felt the water splash underneath her feet due to fish shoot up and diving perfectly back in.
"Nothing really…but, what do I have to offer? I can't even kill a spider without feeling bad. Pretty lame huh?" he chuckled in embarrassment causing his cheeks to flush with humiliation."Guys like me…I'm a goner in situations like this. Best I could hope for is that it's peaceful."
Lucy eyebrows twisted in confusion and her lashes batted a few times as she blinked, "What do you mean?"
"Death," he sighed with a sad grin, "I just hope that when I die…it's going to be peaceful. No pain…no fear. Just a smile and a loving embrace from God."
Lucy almost felt her heart shatter after hearing the depressing sadness in his voice. "No…Josh, you honestly don't think that do you?"
Josh simply gave her a hopeful sigh before gazing back into the distance with the sounds of breezing winds and singing mockingbirds filling both of their ears. His comforting expression became apparent as he answered the worried girl known as 'Hardcore Stone'. However, it was like he was having a conversation with a totally different girl. Not the one who had gang fights with rival gangs in the NY streets or lead the sleazy prostitution rings underground.
"I do…I just hope that if I were to go," he paused for a second to inhale the scent of pinecones that hung in the surrounding trees. "It will be a quick and painless death. With no regrets and at least I went out refusing to play by their rules."
"Wow…I…Josh, that's really noble of you," Lucy quietly said with an impressed feeling within her. "Very noble…almost zen like. Are you always like this?"
He smiled shyly while bringing his gaze back to the running water underneath his sneakers. "I…I guess. Heh…I'm uh…I'm not really that big of a deal though."
"Are you kidding?" Lucy laughed softly while tapping her five fingers together as if she were pondering something and her brown eyes slowly traced the fish that swam by as they continued to talk.
"I don't think so…easy in and easy out. That's what I am. I just want it to be a death with no hurt. Like just stop breathing and get taken to the skies," he dreamily sighed. Lucy sadly gave him a smile before sighing glumly to herself.
"I see," was all she said with her eyes glazed with sadness. No hurt…that sounds good. I like that…no hurt…
"Now…if I were like Beck…or maybe Jake, or Zander. Things would be completely different," Josh stated with a joyous chuckle. "Those are the guys I would hand my life over to."
Zander? Lucy snapped within her head after she heard the boy's name echo from Josh's mouth. Crap! He's prob'ly blabbed about me! How could I be so damn careless about Stevie? I should have went back and made sure the dumb bitch was dead! Now she told him about me and now he probably went around the island like the awkward ninja turtle he is and spread the word…
Lucy was torn from her ranting once she heard Josh begin to 'fanboy' again. "And did you see the way they were back in the classroom? You just can't help but admire those guys."
"Yeah…" Lucy whispered with a forced grin on her face, "I agree."
"I mean, you have Jake…always awesome on the b-ball court as well as in the classroom. Sheer genius right there…yeah, Jake was a definite smooth talker no matter what," Josh laughed in a quiet manner while he took another deep breath of pine scented air. "Then you have Zander…all the cool moves. Anyone that messes with him is definitely going to regret it."
Lucy tried to keep her true thoughts hidden after hearing Josh praise her male classmates, but it annoyed her to no end. The dull pain within her arm returned from when Zander sent her flying into the tree like a fly ball. Her teeth clenched as she wriggled her wrists uncomfortably and the felt the irritating pain tug at her aching nerves.
You don't know the half of it Josh…
She let out an exasperated sigh after hearing Josh list off a few more names that only fueled her habit to eye-roll. Beck…Andre…Kendall…Logan…Carlos…And the list goes on and on much to her dismay.
"Don't get me wrong though. There's also some girls too…I mean, Carly, Kacey and Cat. Now those three are beyond trustworthy! Then you've got Tori! Man, don't even get me started on her," Josh gave off an impressed chuckle as he thought of the good hearted Latina.
"Well…you can't just leave him here to do die! What would that prove? It's your duty isn't it? Please sir…help him," Tori's voice cried in determination. Lucy remembered that moment...She remembered how retarded Vega was that night…How brainless she was at that adrenaline filled moment and went and got a bullet sent right through stick-figure leg.
"We can trust any of those guys…just have to trust Lucy. Trust is key," Josh gave a cheery grin which seemed heavenly in the overbearing sunlight. Lucy eyes were shining from hearing Josh's words but all she could think about was the gun. The gun right in Drake's grasp.
Getting the gun. Pointing it at Drake. Bam! What's done is done…
"You know something Lucy? I don't think you're as bad as people say," Lucy's heard this one sentence and widened her eyes in shock. It was almost too sudden…but she looked at him with a puzzled look on her face s the sound of breezing leaves filled her soft ears. "I think it's because when I look at you. You're eyes are just so cold…almost empty."
All she did was give him a confused tilt of the head while squinting her eyes in question. "My eyes?" she scoffed.
Josh simply nodded his head before brushing a strand of bright red, silky hair from her face with one of his fingers. "Yeah…but, it's like their sad. Sometimes it's like that's all you have in them."
"Sad…" Lucy repeated softly as she looked into Josh's kind green eyes with a feeling of oddness. She didn't have a clue why she was feeling this strange thing in her chest…and then in her stomach. What did it mean? She had no idea, but it was making her hurt. Not the bad kind of hurt…the breakthrough kind that gives people realizations. "You notice all of that? Just by looking at my eyes? Josh…don't be a hallmark card, please?"
"I'm…I'm not!" he stuttered defensively with a nervous chuckle as he continued to caress her comfortably soft cheek. "I'm being serious…they're so sad, but so caring at the same time. Like there's a piece of you that no one has seen before…like a lost little girl waiting to be found."
Josh paused to tilt his head to the side so that it was aligned with Lucy's as he continued to speak tenderheartedly to her. "You know? Really bad people…they can never look like that. Their eyes? Never like yours. So I know you can't be as bad as everyone makes you seem…I think you're just lost. Like I said before. And sometimes Lucy, lost people tend to act out-you know? They do bad things because it gives them a rush…a rush that fills that void of being alone."
That's when it finally hit her like an arrow pinning the center of a bullseye target. Josh had summed up Lucy's entire life and nature in just a few minutes…it's like he's known her his whole life. Her heart felt horribly broken and her narrowed, deep brown eyes began to sparkle with fresh tears…and no, it wasn't an act from the talented Lucy 'Hardcore'. It was a genuine feeling of remote sadness that had been held in for years. Lucy felt the small girl she's suppressed inside, finally begin to bubble to the surface as Josh began to wipe the tears from under her eyes with his thumb.
"And sometimes Lucy, lost people tend to act out-you know? They do bad things because it gives them a rush…a rush that fills that void of being alone."
That's when she saw it. Even if it was for just a second…she still saw it. She saw her father in him…She caught a glimpse of her birthfather as Josh continued to caringly look into her tearful eyes. That was the look he would give her when she was sad.
"What's wrong Ladybug," the joyful middle aged man asked caringly as he ran to his young daughter's aid. Lucy was frantic however and she couldn't help but scream in anguish as she watched her mother's beautifully patterned glass vase fall to the tile floor of their home. Within seconds, it shattered into a thousand pieces; glistening along the floor.
"Not my fault! Daddy! N-Not my fault!" she cried upsettingly as her dad stopped right in front of the harmful wasteland of expensive vase pieces with a surprised look.
"Lucy? Lucy, it's okay sweetie," he sighed kindly while carefully maneuvering through the mess to retrieve his daughter. "Watch your step okay. Watch where your little feet go."
She simply nodded still sobbing lightly causing a few hiccups to erupt from her small throat. "Sorry, d-daddy…I was just playing with da ball…and mommy's pretty vase…I hit it by accident. I swears!" she choked out as her father's kind arms picked her straight up and began to cradle her like a baby.
"I know, I know Ladybug. You know what?" he said high pitched as if to make her feel better.
"W-What?" Lucy responded with her tiny head snuggled into his chest which was clothed with a fuzzy blue sweater that he got from his wife a few Christmases ago. It was absolutely cozy to Lucy and she loved to snuggle in it when she was with her dad…even if it was the middle of the night and he was watching some sort of foreign film late at night.
"I know that you didn't mean to break it because you were just playing…being the little Luce we all love and adore, but you need to be a little more careful okay?"
"Okay…Okay daddy!" her mousey voice was muffled greatly due to the fact her face was pressed into the soft and fuzzy fabric of the sweater; absorbing her remaining tears. Her father only smiled and laid his cheek against her soft hair as he carried her into the TV room to calm her down with her favorite show, Rugrats.
The theme song emitted from the speakers and Lucy's tearful brown eyes immediately lit up in happiness as she sat into scarlet red couch to glue her eyes to the screen.
"I love you Ladybug," he laughed as he began to walk to the square door way that openly led into the living room.
"Love you too daddy," Lucy responded with a giggle as Tommy Pickles began to give one his courageous spiels before starting yet another unforgettable adventure with his toddler pals.
It was just then; she looked over just briefly and saw it. The look of unmoving kindness was all that she saw in her father's compassionate green eyes.
Just like Josh…Josh is just like daddy…Lucy whispered gleefully within her cleared head. Josh had the exact same calm look on his face her father would when Lucy needed comfort.
"Good to know, thank you Josh," she laughed meaningfully for the first time in a long time. And it really has been a long time….
Just then, Josh whipped his gaze over to the transparent water bottle resting against the log; blades of grass brushing against it as the clear stream rushed by only a few feet away. "Such a dork…you're probably thirsty huh? Lost you're things am I right?" Josh kindly asked as he leapt from the log after pushing himself off. His feet landed into the shallow stream causing sprinkles to lightly splash into the cooling air. He bent over with his hands grasping the body of the empty water bottle and watched as the butterflies resting by it in sprouting flowers in the grass started to fly off beautifully in alert.
Lucy looked over with an appreciative smile as he took the bottle and submerged it in the stream's clear water for at least thirty seconds; watching the bottle fill up extremely fast. He swiftly hopped back onto the log using his hands and his body was resuming its spot on the log.
"Here Lucy, go on ahead and take it. As you can see," he looked down with an amused smile as his lime green eyes sparkled from the sun reflecting the rushing water, "We've got plenty."
"You really are something…thank you," Lucy graciously sighed with her eyes glistening with joyous tears. "Wait…I'm going to need a hand. I'm tied up if you haven't noticed."
Josh merely closed his eyes with a grin before placing the water in her lap; the water drops resting on the surface began to seep into her skirt. His hands simply moved to hers…and began untying the belt knot he made around Lucy's bruised wrists.
Lucy couldn't believe her eyes, he was unbuckling the solid black leather belt and began unraveling it from her stiff hands. "Josh? What? What are you doing?" she whispered as he threw the belt over next to his navy blue duffle bag along with his other luggage assortments that were lying by the stream.
"You never tie up people you trust Lucy…especially when that person is a friend."
"F-Friend?" Lucy felt her heart blossom after hearing these words escape Josh's soft lips.
Just like daddy…
"You bet," Josh gave her a friendly smile before placing the water bottle in her dainty hands. Freely moving her hands was a bit weird to her at first considering she spent the last few hours bound like a demeaned slave, but she managed to retrain herself and took a sip of the refreshing drink.
"Thanks…Josh I'm so glad that-" she was harshly cut off thanks to a tired voice bluntly talking to their side.
"Josh. Go catch some shut eye bro," it was Drake. He stood there with an unpleased expression on his charming face as the gun he held at his side began to sway gently from the occasional gusts of wind.
Josh immediately felt his cheeks turn red in embarrassment as he watched his brother stretch his back with a groan so that he could wake up. "Drake! Um…we-we were just-"
"I heard enough…go catch some shuteye Josh. I'll take watch for the next few hours to even things out for you, okay?" Drake yawned with irritation as he glared at Lucy who was just sitting there with the same exact look on her face. His auburn brown hair was perfectly swooping over one his brown eyes as he stood there waiting for his brother to obey his orders.
Within a few minutes Josh was snoozing peacefully in the comfortable patches of grass only a few feet away from them. Drake had his thin arms crossed with the gun clasped in one of his hands as he coolly leaned his back against the trunk of a tree while Lucy sat near the stream with her arms wrapped around her smooth skinned knees. She couldn't help but sigh every now and then in complete boredom as Drake nodded his head in perfect beat to one of his songs. One of the bright purple ear buds were planted in his right ear as the rocking tune spilled from the tiny speaker.
Her brown eyes scanned the rushing stream as she rested her head on the back of her hands with a blunt expression of emotion on her beautiful face. Suddenly, she spoke with a sweet little sigh in her voice.
"Well? Aren't you going to retie me like a boxed doll Parker?"
Drake ceased his head bobbing after hearing her voice and gazed over at the back of her head with an annoyed look in his eyes before replying in a laid back fashion, "Screw all that. As long as I've got my gun and you stay like that…we won't have any problems."
"Hmph…well, well…someone missed his manners 101 classes," Lucy scoffed with a pleased smile before flicking a few strands of hair lightly behind her ear.
"Yeah, guess I did. But I couldn't care less when it comes to showing you manners. I'm not Josh…so save the 'damsel in distress' act for him okay? I'm not all soft like him," Drake gave her a resentful tease in his voice as he spoke, but she only got more amusement from it.
Well then, isn't this an entertaining twist. The carefree rockstar actually resists the Class 3-C dream babe. The main focus of all boys' fantasies…guess it might take a little bit to bring this one down…
"Josh is such a sweetheart…do you think that once we get out of here…escape…he and I could, y' know? I think he'd be a great influence for me," Lucy sighed hopefully with her eyes still glancing over the running stream that was splashing water lightly against the tips of her shoes.
Ugh! Spare me! Please! Drake groaned in his head as he listened to Lucy's soft, but compelling voice.
"And when he touched…oh. So gentle. He's just so perfect…"
"Can you just shut up? I'd rather not hear the highlights of your little sex life…in fact, I'd rather see it when you make some second rate porno in a few years," Drake teased with his words tinged with venom as the mocking birds continued to sing in harmony from above in the limber branches.
Lucy only narrowed her eyes in anger after hearing this remark and felt her hands begin to ball up into a punching pair of clenched fists that were making her knuckles turn a ghostly white. However, she quickly took a deep breath and continued to restore that calm look to her face.
Play it cool Luce…take him down so you and Josh can slip away… she lightly laughed in her head.
"Why are you being so mean to me? Why Drake?! Do you truly hate me that much?" she began to lightly ask as if she were about to cry. Her jet black hair with highlights of red was trailing down her curved back as she spoke.
"You want me to be honest?" Drake responded with an annoyed tone in his voice as he narrowed his eyes at her. "Yes. I hate you more than I hate Ms. Hayfer! Now that…is true hatred!"
"You jerk! At least I'm trying to be nice…and we all know that isn't easy for me! All you keep doing is yelling like a freakin' moron while listening to your wannabe rock songs!" Lucy snapped with her face now turned so that she could look straight at Drake with her tear filled eyes. Her structured chin was resting on her slender shoulder.
"Yeah…so hard for you, it must be Lucy. Bull! You're just a lying skank who goes around the city selling her body to fucking gray-haired grandpas," Drake hissed with his eyes now glaring into hers once again.
You fucking asshole! She seethed within her head as he kept his eyes locked upon her. You'll pay for that soon enough…
The brilliant light offered from the glowing soon dimmed from overhead as if it had been covered with a wool blanket. A peaceful rolling cloud obstructed the sun's rays as the seconds ticked by. In fact, a whole crowd of dusky gray clouds began to fill the blue sky making the light instantly grow tamer to the point where everything in the forest began to turn a dreary shade of gray. The golden and orange leaves started to rustle on the ground as the winds began to pick up; going from cooling gusts to heavy waves of wind. Way to change the mood…
"Why in God's name would I have chosen you then?" Lucy retorted with her eyebrows furrowed in anger as she turned around so that she was completely facing the boy she was arguing with; still resting on her knees with her hands placed in her lap. "I chose you Drake because I…I thought you were different, but I guess I was wrong. Josh is though."
Drake's entire face soon softened as he realized that Lucy had began to lift herself off the moist grass with her sad eyes gazing right into his while she bit her quivering bottom lip. "Unless…you can prove that you really are nice. Please?"
What the hell is she up to? He questioned suspiciously as she moved toward him with tears falling from her sparkling eyes. He gripped the handle of his gun after seeing that Lucy began to place one of her soft hands on her chest; right upon her crimson red school tie. The golden letters on it, GJSHS, glistened as she advanced towards the alarmed ladies man.
"I found you Drake. Least you could do is show me kindness," she sobbed lightly with a hopeful smile shining upon her tearstained face. Her fingers began fiddling with buttons on the top of her dress shirt to where her solid black lace bra was peeking slightly from within. Her smile soon became a sinister grin for a quick second after seeing the look on Drake's face. A look of sinful lust.
Atta boy…I know you want it. So here's the deal. You take me for a quickie and I take your life…fair trade right?
"Please be nice…please," Lucy continued to whisper softly as Drake's eyes twitched in his skull. That's right, Parker. Lock onto these bad boys…
A bead of sweat began to roll down his forehead in anticipation while the violent winds whipped by the both of them. Lucy was nearly a few inches away from him after a few more minutes and he could literally smell the scent of her sweet smelling perfume; almost sending him into a drunken state.
"Show me…Show me that you're really a nice boy," she whispered once more before leaning in with her eyes closed dreamily. Drake didn't even know what happened next. All he knew was that Lucy's supple lips were upon his own and they were beginning to kiss in a way that seemed…lustful and filled with sinful intentions.
He felt Lucy's tongue push against his pink lips as she moaned softly with tears stuck on the edge of her eyelashes; begging for entry. Drake soon granted her access with a smirk on his face as they began to slide their tongues over each other in order to decide who will take the dominant role. However, Lucy wasn't really trying to get him off or have sex with him, so she decided to be the submissive whiner who gasps and moans every two seconds to keep him turned on.
She felt his lush tongue explore every crevice of her mouth which gave her a cue to send out an exciting moan of ecstasy. Once she did, the vibration from her throat sent a sexy moan straight into the kiss causing Drake to groan back in sexual frustration.
Oh…I've got you hooked huh? We'll then, time to reel it in and quick. This guy has no game! She groaned boringly in her head as Drake continued to roughly kiss her lips.
She was expecting him to have a little bit more experience considering that every girl whose every made out with him has done nothing but giggle about it for the next month or even year if she was desperate enough.
This guy is such an amateur…after listening to all the sluts at school squeal on and on about how this guy is such a 'Make Out' prince, you'd think he'd be a natural! Guess those stupid bitches haven't had any real pros yet…oh well.
She could smell the musk and evergreen aftershave on Drake's face as she continued to moan like a perfect dream desire that many boys would have in their dirty fantasies. After what felt like hours, they finally pulled apart with a strand of saliva still piecing them together like a liquid chain. Their breaths were rapid and deep like they had just resurfaced from the deep waters with gasps leaving their mouths.
"So nice…" Lucy giggled innocently with her seductive brown eyes gazing into Drake's as she slowly leaned back in which caused Drake to smirk at her cockily.
"You haven't seen anything yet," he chuckled pompously while catching Lucy's smiling, curved lips as they continued their make-out fest.
Really? Lucy laughed in her mind. I haven't seen anything? Thank God, and here I was thinking that this was the best you could do.
Soon, they began to fall to the ground without stopping their fun little activity with Drake on the bottom. His back was barely leaning against the stump of a tree as he tried to find the plastic buttons on her dress shirt and started to unbutton them from the bottom. Lucy's eyes opened just briefly, glazed with destruction as she spotted the gun only ten feet away from them and felt Drake's anxious fingers undo the last button on her shirt. She tore the shirt from her upper body as if it were a worthless piece of trash and began to push the trembling boy's chest so that his back slammed into the ground harshly as they both slipped a few sighs of pleasure into each other's mouths.
Lucy's lips curved into a naughty grin as she trailed her fingers down to the boy's belt buckle; unfastening it ever so slowly as Drake stared up at her with a longing look in his eyes. As she slipped it straight from the loops around his uniform pants she immediately tossed it to the side just like her dress shirt.
Wait! Drake felt his conscience scream in absolute protest as Lucy began to hike her plaid skirt up to her curved waist while straddling Drake's waist. What Am I doing…why…so, good…
The soft tongue from the red and black haired beauty continued to slide all up and down his constricting throat as he groaned and felt tremendous amounts of pleasure soaring through him. Lucy? This can't happen…What Am I doing? Why is any of this happening?
Drake's subconscious became flooded with random thoughts as the smell of Lucy's silky hair began to intoxicate him along with the scent of fresh pine from the trees. The sounds of harsh winds were filling their ears as they rushed past them and into the surrounding trees that shook in response. Everything seemed gloomy…everything seemed to be a color of sadness; light gray…depressing gray.
Who…would have thought that all of this…would have happened? I was expecting a trip to Disney World with Josh. Three lame days filled with him running around begging for autographs and pictures with losers dressed in costumes…riding kiddie rides with him so that we can 'experience' our final senior moment together as brothers…Hanging out with every single one of my friends so that we can end our years at Garside with a bang. Sucks that every three minutes there's a bang alright…a gunshot or an explosion kind of bang…not the sort of bang I wanted to end my years as a student at my school with…or to end my life with.
Drake sighed weirdly in his head as the sound of Lucy's moans became over-the-top exciting which seemed to make him feel numb from ecstatic pleasure.
Who would have thought it? Who?
He repeatedly laughed nervously in his racking brain while thinking back to Friday night when he was packing his bags in the loft of their two-story home. He felt a sudden cold breeze wash over his legs and realized that Lucy had just removed his pants…more like ripped them off like a crazed animal actually. She continued to roughly kiss him making both of their once pink lips, now turn a shade of violet blue due to bruising.
"Ah jeez! Drake! Why is it, you always do everything last minute?" Josh urgently asked with a stressed tone as their alarm clock signaled that it was now 1:00 A.M., going into Saturday.
Josh was lying in his queen sized bed near the door; Galaxy Wars posters galore on the wall along with a few Oprah Winfrey head cutouts…don't ask. He had a nerdy book in his comforter blanket covered lap as he watched me in all my 'awesomeness' waltzing around the room in a carefree way, packing all of my essentials.
"C'mon Josh. Are you always going to try and act like we're a married couple? I don't know about you, but I'd rather just be step-bros who happen to share a room," I replied with a sigh as I grasped my guitar case containing my most prized instrument and placed it upright by the base of my towering bed along with the rest of my luggage. My fashionable clothes were strewn all over the floor of our large loft as if a tornado had slipped past.
I didn't even want to go on this stupid trip though! And here I am…If I had just stayed home…ditched, I wouldn't be in this mess!
I remember getting on the bus while talking to Josh, Logan, Jake and Kendall…then, the bus driver got all pissed because Beck and Mike got on late… As we drove, I was trying to take a nap while listening to my music while Josh and Gibby played their little game or whatever as I sat in the seat near the window… God, I love those seats…and when I woke up, I was in a cold, dark classroom with a dumb, tight metal thing on my neck! First thought was 'Am I in Hell?' but…after seeing Josh, Cat and all the other goody-goodies I realized that was impossible. But…all the crying and sobbing…good God.
Those deaths…Eikner's simple-ass way of saying that all forty-two of us were going to basically kill one another or we all die within three damn days!
"You all drove us adults into depression with your crappy behavior. So…the big heads in the U.S. government got together and came up with this little law, Battle Royale, and today's lesson…you kill each other off…until only one victor is left standing" he grinned maniacally and watched as people began to lean forward in their chairs.
I remember all of the screaming…all of the names being called…
"Girl # 8…Jennifer Mosely!" the teacher boomed from the front making Moze leap up with a look of resistance as she walked slowly to the front and snatched her sports bag with anger. After she scurried from the classroom, the next name was called…
"Boy # 9…Drake Parker!"
That's when I really started to freak out.
'What if I die?'
'When will I die?'
'Who'll kill me?'
It sucked, but what sucked even more was the fact that my random weapon or whatever was a dingy little square razor! Like those ones you'd see in the shavers…but this was just one little blade that could barely fit in my pinched fingers! How in the hell would I be able to win a gunfight or even a knife fight with this?
"C'mon…C'mon…it's okay…it's okay," I remember telling myself to calm down, but that didn't work at all…I was crying like crazy with all sort of things going through my head.
I was looking in all directions after stepping out into the wide parking lot of the school…not sure where to go or even what to do.
Running wild like some idiot with tears flying from my face while I rushed through the woods, trying make sense of it all…except there was no way to do that, especially when you're constantly worrying if there's someone behind you, ready to take you out.
After what seemed like forever…I tripped over a tree stump and fell face first into a patch of soft grass. I felt my tears trickle onto the blades of grass and saw them absorb into the soil. "What now? Where to now?"
"Hey…Drake? Drake! Is that you?!" I remember hearing a familiar voice shout in overwhelming joy as the sound of two feet rapidly came towards me. At first, I wanted to try and fight back. Maybe stuff this razor straight into their eye, but then I realized that I'm as good as dead anyways so…might as well die in the beginning.
However, I didn't feel any pain…I felt a huge pair of arms lift me up from the ground and by instinct I start to thrash around in shock and fear, but right when I see his face…I instantly feel relief. I feel happy again. No more horror-movie like feels…just glad to be with my bro once again.
Josh…
That's why!
That's why I can't do this!
Josh is my first and biggest priority. Not getting laid by the school's biggest bad girl…
All of this crap is wrong!
Drake's thoughts were finally beginning to make sense of the whole situation as Lucy began to unhook her bra teasingly with a little curved smile on her face before she slowly pulled it off; revealing her breasts in all their glory. They were almost an inch from Drake's sweating face as she began to smile in satisfaction while whispering in his ear; her voice coated with ecstasy.
"Like what you see?"
Drake couldn't even respond with a simple 'y-yea…' he just sat there with his breaths leaving his mouth in heavy, warm puffs. No…I can't…I can't do this!
"Touch me…I promise, you won't be disappointed," she sighed innocently while licking her supple lips which still tasted like cherries due to her lip gloss. Drake couldn't bring himself to do it…his body sure as hell wanted to, but his morals and brain said otherwise. "Are you okay?"
He still couldn't speak. Maybe it was that his lips were hurting horribly from the brutal make-out session they had, or maybe it's because Lucy's sucked all of the air from his lungs while she was sticking her tongue down his throat. Point is, Drake couldn't find the words to use in this situation. Pretty soon, Lucy had slipped and shimmied from her classy school skirt; exposing herself in her underwear. Her hair was lying perfectly upon her creamy shoulders as she smiled sweetly at him.
"Cat got your tongue? I hope not…that little red head could never give you the pleasure that I have to offer you." With that, she began to swiftly unbutton his dress shirt; still locking her gaze on him.
Tell her to stop! Drake Parker! Do it!
"No…Lucy, I-I…Get off!" he managed to hiss with sweat rolling off of his flushed face as the gray clouds overhead began to give off a few angry rumbles. Thunder began to faintly erupt from the sky.
"Get off?" she whispered after slowly ceasing her fingers movements which stopped the unbuttoning of his shirt. Drake merely nodded with pained eyes as he felt her weight press against his aching member.
"We…W-We can't do this…Josh…I can't do this," he seethed with tightly closed eyes while the rumbling thunder continued to occasionally blast from over head.
"No…" she whispered in reply before crouching over so that she was face to face with him. Her hair slid over her shoulder and dangled over his chest and a few crimson red strands tickled his pink cheeks.
"No?" he gasped in confusion as his eyes slowly opened so that they were staring into hers. He saw the wicked heart of a killer…waiting to be revived and let loose. It was just a second before Lucy regained her fantasy like façade and started to lick her lips seductively.
"I…I just want you to like me. I want to see if you're really nice…I want you Drake. Boys like you are supposed to want girls like me!"
He couldn't do this…she was going to kill him if he let her have her way with him. Drake had to do something and fast. His head was pounding incredulously as he strained his brain to come up with any kind of idea.
Wait… he felt a genius light bulb go off in his head as Lucy began to resume her 'unbuttoning shirt' duty. Just…become an actor yourself! How hard can it be? You say a few words…all is done!
"You filthy whore!" he suddenly hissed frustratingly while grasping Lucy's soft breasts rather roughly with his pale hands. Time to shine, he thought sneakily in his head. All Lucy did in response was let out a surprised shriek as she jumped in his touch. "I'll screw you! So damn hard! Always teasing me with those short skirts! Gonna do you right here and now! I'll get you bareback slut…I'll have my way with you. See if I don't!" Drake growled seductively up at her with his eyebrows arched.
"I knew it…" Lucy cooed from above with her hair wildly flying behind her head as the winds continued to pick up. "I knew you would like me Drake."
All according to plan…Drake and Lucy both thought unbeknownst to the other as they each fell into the other's trap like an unsuspecting rat. Drake began taking one of her sensitive nipples into his mouth quickly in excitement and twirled his tongue around it in specific motions. Lucy did nothing more…she arched her back in amazed pleasure as he continued to lather her with his lush tongue.
Typical…Lucy thought with a slight groan of annoyance. Yet another 'Female Hoarder' who doesn't have any type of finesse.
Little did she know, Drake wasn't even interested in her full body display…he was simply doing exactly what she was doing. Acting.
"Yeah…you like that, huh? You love it!" Drake groaned into her left breast which made Lucy emit a submissive whine.
Slut…I've got you right where I want you! Drake howled in his head as his eyes glanced over to the gun Josh had given him which was now only five feet away. His tongue continued to slide over her creamy, soft skin as he began to smirk sinisterly. Just have to get my hands from here to the handle of that little gun and it's game over for you…'Hardcore' Stone!
"Yes! Oh God! Drake! Yes! I do! I do!" she squealed in convinced pleasure as she lifted her face so that she was staring up at the slivers of gray, cloudy sky in-between the frisky leaves and her mouth continued to leak all sorts of cries of ecstasy.
That's right…gave up my little taser that I got from Trina…oh my…Weren't you boys impressed by my 'honesty'. Lucy laughed lightly in her head as she looked down at Drake who was still kissing her chest desirably with his attention somewhere else. Maybe only Josh was impressed…who cares? He's the one who gave me the trust I needed…Checked everywhere…except the collar huh?
Lucy's hand slowly roamed her neck as if she was caressing herself to gain extra stimulation, but that was far from what she was really doing. Her fingers traced the small razor blade she heisted from Drake while they were arguing over whether they should keep her or not. She had always been a master at pick-pocketing and always managed to successfully do it on whomever she pleased. She even did it to Mr. Griffin (The head principal at Garside) …boy did he have a nice phone.
Too bad…once I slit that pretty little vein on your neck…you're gonna bleed all over me. Not good for my complexion I may add. Lucy sighed with a giggle as she held the shining razor in her pinched and well-filed nails. Drake was as alert as an alley cat. He was ready for whatever Lucy had planned…
Her hand that held the razor moved around Drake's neck so that it resting on his shoulder which held his dress shirt up even though it was completely unbuttoned and on the verge of falling off. With her arm slung around his neck as if she were about to pull him into another sloppy kiss, she aligned the sharp blade with his jugular vein which was lightly bulging from his pale skin.
And you thought I couldn't be trusted, she chuckled innocently before feeling something splash onto her face lightly. It was a rain drop… it began to lightly sprinkle from above in the thundering skies that were masked with light gray puffs of clouds. Tapping the leaves overhead that were swaying in synch with the violent winds.
Shit! Rain? Well then, better hurry this along…she muttered irritably in her head as her lips captured Drake's once more.
Alright…just a few more tongue slips from this bitch, and I dive for the gun and put a bullet in her damn head. Bullet for your thoughts? Drake whispered in his mind as if he would be heard otherwise. The rain slipped from the tips of the golden leaves from above and fell onto them; dripping down their faces as they continued to make their love scene.
Time to come up now! Let's go already! Last thing I need is you biting off my tongue when you snap your teeth together during your death twitch! Lucy groaned in her head impatiently as she began to roll her eyes.
That's when it happened. Drake unhooked himself from her juicy lips and without another thought being processed in either of their minds, Lucy slashed his skin with the razor…but there was no blood.
No cries of dying pain…nothing. All she felt was a hand grasped around her wrist tightly (the one that held the razor) and felt it tug on her roughly, making her gasp in shock.
Drake had a smirk on his face as he stared straight into her eyes, his skin crawling with rain drops as well as a few tired breaths escaping his tongue tainted throat. In his hand was Lucy's trembling wrist and her razor was only a centimeter from his vein in anticipation.
"Aw, so close," Drake sighed with a baby voice while making a pouting face at her. "Disappointed Lucy? Or are you surprised? Maybe both?"
Lucy couldn't believe that her entire plan had been thwarted…she was screwed beyond belief. "Drop it," he bluntly ordered while locking in on her shocked eyes. All she could do was stare back with her mind spinning in confusion.
How did he know? Was he playing me? Just Like I did to him?
"I said drop it!" he started to shout demandingly causing Lucy to jump in fear. Her fingers slowly released the deadly, small blade making it drop into the moist blades of grass with dew drops on them. "Now…let's settle this the fair way."
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AHHH! So much tension! What did you all think? What wil happen between Drake and Lucy now that they know each others' true intentions? What will become of Josh due to the fact that he is the middle man they're basically fighting for? Review! And tell me your thoughts on the story! Don't be shy :) and find out what will happen in the next chapter of the 61st Annual Battle Royale Competition!