DISCLAIMER: Fifty shades of Grey or its' characters do NOT belong to me. I own the plot and more than a few characters though. I would like to remind you that this is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people or places is accidental.
Thanks so much to my awesome Beta, Ninkita
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*Information:*
Ana and her friends = 24 years old
Christian = 28 years old
Mia = 22 years old
Elliot = 30 years old
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Previously:
"I agree with Ana," Grace interrupted before they could start another argument. "It's not right for you to expect Ana to change herself just for your convenience. That's really rude of you to point out as well. I think I have a better solution. You two should go on a date and get to know each other.,"
Both Ana and Christian gaped at the older woman. They couldn't stand each other for more than half an hour, and she was asking themy to go on a date! "What?!" they both exclaimed.
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Chapter - 10:
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"Don't look so shocked," Grace scolded mildly, "It's just a date.,"
"I don't wanna date her," Christian exclaimed angrily.
"I don't want to date you either. I'll rather consume poison thaen date you..." Ana stated before adding dreamily, "that too after adding it in chocolate cake.,"
"Why would you eat poison after adding it in chocolate cake?" Christian asked, confused.
"Why can't I die eating my favorite food?"
"Poison is your favorite food?" Christian was even more confused.
"She's talking about the chocolate cake," Grace clarified from beside them as she rolled her eyes.
"Oh," Christian nodded his head.
"Anyways, you behaved extremely rudely with this poor girl. I'm sure you made her question if your parents taught you good manners or not. So, that's your punishment," she told to her son sternly.
"Why am I being punished, then?" Ana asked from beside her, confused.
"Your mother told me everything. I know what you did. It's your punishment too," Grace replied with a knowing look. Ana blushed instantly and avoided Grace's eyes.
"What am I missing?" Christian asked, curiously.
"Don't worry about it. I think I left my phone in the car. Why don't you go and get it?" Grace urged her son son to leave them alone for a while. Seeing no room for argument, Christian left. Once Grace was sure that her son was out of hearing range, she turned to Ana and said, "Ana dear, Ii know how annoying my son could can be... but there's a reason for that.,"
"What do you mean?"
"Ana... I didn't want to share something so personal about my son, but the way you two are behaving leaves me with no choice. Christian is emotionally vulnerable. He used to date this girl when he was in college. He was really in love with her and wanted to marry her. He even bought her a ring for her. One day he went to her dorm room to surprise her, when he heard her talking with her friends. She was telling her friendsthem how she had trapped Christian because he was a trust fund baby. She was planning on marrying him to get to his trust fund. Once she was done draining him, she was going to divorce him. My poor son was heart broken. He broke up with her that very day. Since then, he doesn't trust people easily and acts impulsively; especially if he feels attracted to that person. He unconsciously tries to run them away from his life. That's why he did what he did to you. Please go on this date and try to understand him morea little. I'm sure once you guys understand each other more, you won't fight this so much anymore. I'm pretty sure you two could be good friends... maybe even more," Grace requested.
Ana sighed in defeat. She felt guilty for her behavior. "Okay, fine. I'll go on a date with him. Only ONE date," she pointed out. Grace beamed at her, pleased.
Christian returned a few minutes later. Seeing his mother's beaming face, he sighed. It seemed Ana had agreed to the date. "Do I really have to take her to on a date?" he asked, defeatedly, as he handed Grace her phone.
"Yes, you do," Grace replied with a smirk.
"Fine. Be ready tonight around 7 pm," Christian said to Ana.
"Yeah... that's not possible. I've a busy schedule today. I'm have shit to do since you messed up my perfectly structured life," Ana replied pointedly.
"I did say I'll try to fix it, didn't I?" Christian huffed. "I've already talked to the head of PR of at GEH. She has a draft ready. After I look over it, I'll make the announcement. You'll get your public apology," he informed.
"Whatever,." Ana muttered.
"I'll be busy after 5 pm tomorrow. How about I pick you up in the morning instead? Around 10 am?" Christian suggested.
"Okay, I guess,."
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Ana was waiting in the meeting room. Her phone pinged with a text alertalerted that she had a text. Ana opened the text and saw that it was from Christian. 'I'll pick you up at 10 am. Wear a black, elegant dress. - C' the text said. Ana closed her phone and started humming under her breath when the door opened and Jacob entered with two of the security officers.
"Uncle Jacob!" she greeted brightly.
"Hey, kiddo," Jacob replied with a soft smile as he returned Ana's fierce hug. "How have you been?" he asked opening pulling out a chair for Ana.
"You act surprisingly like a gentleman for a serial killer," Ana teased with a smirk.
Jacob gave her a blank look. "Honey, I'm still theat man who killed 16 couples in cold blood. You're my family. That's why I shower you with as much love and affection as I can. If you weren't, I wouldn't have even bothered to look at you. It's just that your mom and you conveniently forget this detail every time you come here," he ended dryly.
"Everyone knows you're a serial killer. I remember your modus operandi clearly. You don't need to remind me about itthat every time mom and I come here," Ana pouted.
"Let's not talk about it then. How have you been? You'r mom told me that you had hurt your foot? How are you now?" Jacob inquired.
"Eh... it healed in two weeks..." Ana trailed off. S, she wanted to tell Jacob about Christian, but she didn't want to spoil her uncle's mood. "There had werebeen some troubles in the last week or so, but everything is normal now. Anyways, your punishment period is over in 4 months, right? I'm really excited. What are you going to do after this? Have you thought of anything?"
"I think... I would like to write? Oor go to school to become a vet? Wwho knows? What's your favorite animal?" he asked.
"Both cats and dDogs. Oh! I forgot to tell you! I adopted a dog recently. He's really obedient and loyal. He doing responding really well at theto training," Ana beamed proudly.
Jacob smiled softly at his niece's happy smile. "I'm glad. How about I open a pet shelter for abandoned pets? You and your dog can volunteer," he suggested.
"Uncle, that's a great idea. As long as you don't plan on killing more people, I'm up for it," Ana said bluntly.
"No more killing. I'd like to spend rest of my days seeing you live your life.,"
"Thank you. How's the psychiatric consultation going?"
"It's good. I think I'll continue it even after I'm released. I don't want to go in down that path again," Jacob stated with a frown. It had takentook him years of therapy to understand what he did had done and why he shouldn't have done thatit. He felt extreme guilt for ruining so many innocent lives andlike that. He wanted to do something for those kids left behind due to his crimes.
"Uncle? Where dido you go?" Ana asked, breaking her uncle from his thoughts.
"Nothing. So, anything new happening that you want to tell me about?" Jacob asked raising his eyebrow.
"Mom told you about Christian, didn't she?" Ana asked dryly.
"She told me you were still fighting with that boy occasionally. She said she wanted you to befriend that boyhim since his mother had become a great friend to her.,"
"He's... ugh... we're going on a date tomorrow morning," Ana muttered, looking anywhere but at her uncle. "Aand he's not a boy. He's 28 years old," she added rolling her eyes. Jacob chuckled.
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Ana had placed all of her black dresses on her bed and now s she stood in front of her the bed and stared at them. Tyson was standing beside her, staring between the bed and his mistress. He was confused about why his mistress was staring at so many black fabrics. He whined pitifully, earning a pat on his head. "I know, baby. I'm confused too," Ana stated absentmindedly. At In the end , she ended up choosing a simple off-shoulder Aa-line black short dress. The dress came to her mid- thigh. She chose a pair of black t-strap heels with a pair of diamond studs. Keeping the items in a corner, Ana went to sleep.
The next morning after having her breakfast, Ana started getting ready for the date. Donning her outfit, she finished her look with soft smokey eye makeup and mauve lipstick. Taking her black Hobbs Felicity velvet clutch, she went downstairs to her living room to wait for Christian. At 10 am sharp Christian rang the door bell. As soon as Ana opened the door, he asked, "Why don't you have any security guard in this building?"
"We do have a security personnel at the entrance of the fifth floor. For some reason, they keep graunting your entry here," Ana replied with a wry smile.
Christian smirked. "Ready to go?" he asked as he looked her up and down. "You're looking beautiful," he said added in a low tone.
"Thanks," Ana blushed, biting her lower lip. Christian was looking extra handsome in his black suit, white shirt, and black tie. "You're looking good too," she commented.
"Thanks. Shall we go?" he offered.
"Let me just take Tyson to my friend's apartment," Ana said before heading inside the apartment. Taking Tyson by his leash, Ana headed out of her apartment and knocked on Chloe's door. After leaving him there, Christian and she headed out.
"Can I asked you a question?" she asked after Christian got inside the car. Ana was a little surprised that Taylor was not driving him today.
"Yeah, sure," Christian replied glancing at her for a split second.
"Why are we dressed in formal clothes for a day- time date? I mean, you're even wearing a tie.,"
"The place where I'm taking you requires formal outfits," he replied easily.
"Okay. Where's Taylor?" she asked.
"He's following us in another car. Since it's a date, Ii thought I should personally drive us to the location.,"
"Okay... so, where are we going?" Ana finally asked.
"It's a ... surprise," Christian replied a little hesitantly.
20 minutes later, they were standing inside a funeral home. Ana was giving Christian confused looks. 'Why the hell are we here?! It looks like someone is having a funeral,' she wondered to herself. She looked around and saw a sign on the side of the door. The CEO of some company had passed away, it said.
"He was a client of mine. His company was one of the first companies I turned over," Christian informed.
It was by through this statement that Ana finally realized what was happening. He already had planned to come to this funeral. Since his mom had pushed him to take her to on a date, he decided he could do two things at once. That's why he had asked her to wear black. "I see," she muttered dryly.
"I'm glad you understand..." Christian said with a charming smile., "Bby the way, revenge is best served cold," he added as he pulled her inside the room where people were mourning the dead.
"You!" Ana was shushed by him.
"You started this prank war first. I forgave you for the ferret, but the body paint, phone in jello, and itching thing was too much. I had to get my revenge," Christian whispered in her ear smugly. , "I also threw those cameras away that you placed in my apartment. Seriously?! The bBathroom of all places?" he shook his head. He didn't want to confess that he was impressed by her pranks and flattered that she had kept cameras in his apartment. "Enjoyed watching me jerk off, did you?" he whispered seductively. Ana blushed instantly, revealing that she had indeed saw seen him masturbating.
"So... we're having funeral food for lunch?" Ana inquired sarcastically.
Christian snickered., "I thought about it, but I don't want to eat that food. That's why I brought a picnic basket.,"
"We're eating in your car then?"
"Hell no!" he scoffed., "I have a beautiful place in mind for our picnic," he informed with a sly smirk.
"Why do I think I won't like that beautiful place?" Ana asked suspiciously. Christian just pulled her fuarther in.
"That's Mr. Miarse's son," Christian pointed at a young man. He looked top be in his early to mid twenties.
"He's hot," Ana commented offhandedly.
"Are you really checking out other men in the middle of our date?" Christian hissed in disbeliefve.
"I'm not checking him out. I'm just saying he's hot. And you brought me to a funeral for our date! You should be thankful I didn't call your mom yet," Christian grimaced in answer before turning to look forward.
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After the funeral was over, Christian took Ana's hand and they started strolling through the cemetery. "We're going to your car, right? For the picnic?"' Ana inquired, confused why they were lazily strolling around.
"No, we're not. I already texted Taylor to bring the picnic basket to us," Christian replied with an amused smile.
"Christian... where are we having this... picnic of yours?" Ana asked suspiciously as she stopped walking.
"You'll see," he replied mysteriously.
Soon, they were reached the other side of the cemetery. Taylor was already standing there with a disturbed look on his face. Ana was relieved that she wasn't the only one who thought Christian was crazy. Taking the picnic basket from Taylor's hand, Christian nodded at him. Giving him one more disturbed look, Taylor left the couple alone. Humming cheerfully, Christian placed a blanket on the glass. He was enjoying her bewilderment.
Ana stood by and gave him disbelieving looks before something daowned on her. She gasped softly at the realization. "Look, whatever I said to you till now and for all our arguments, I apologize. Since I didn't know it before, I just reacted. Now that I understand better... I won't bother you anymore. I understand that people who haves trouble with their brains can't stop from saying and doing whatever comes to their mind," Ana said sympathetically. Christian looked confused as hande stood up as he was done with the blanket and basket. "You know... since you're... a little... out of your ," she pointed at her head.
"You think I'm crazy?" Christian asked in disbeliefve.
"Look, you should never call a crazy person 'crazy'," Ana said gravely.
"Wh-what do you mean? I'm not cCrazy! Do I look crazy to you?" Christian yelled, angrily.
"Normal people don't yell like you," Ana replied, yelling back.
"I'm not crazy. You're crazy!" Christian retorted.
"No, you are.,"
"No, you are,"
"You're such a bitch," he hissed stepping closer to her.
"Thank you. I try," Ana replied with a satisfied smile.
"God, you're so annoying," Christian commented with a huff.
A menacing smile spread across Ana's face in response. "I didn't used to be, but then I met you," she said.
"You... just stop talking and come eat," Christian instructed.
"We're in the middle of a cemetery. We're not eating here. Please, let's go from here. We can eat in the car," Ana proposed., "Come on, Grey! Enough of this," she was practically begging at this point.
"Why? It's beautiful here," Christian stated with a smirk before he sat on the blanket and started taking the food out of the basket.
"Christian, I'm not eating in a cemetery," Ana whined.
"Why? Are you scared of ghosts?" he teased.
"No, I'm not scared of ghosts, but I am scared of germs. There are hundreds of dead people here. Can you imagine the amount of germs this place hasve? They must be flesh- eating germs, most probably.,"
"We're all going to go in a place like this anyway,. sso,o it doesn't matter. Come eat," he urged.
"Christian! Please!" Ana whined.
"Nope," he popped the 'p' with a mischievous smirk as he bit intoon his sandwich.
"I promise I won't pull another prank on you," Ana vowed, hoping he would change his mind.
"That's nice. But... I think I enjoyed them. Elliot and Mia haved tried to pull pranks on me for years, but they always failed. You, on the other hand, were successful. I'm impressed with your creativity with each prank... though I didn't enjoy being pink," Christian gave Ana a playful glare.
Ana giggled. "Yeah. It was so funny. Watching you running from room to room... looking pink," she was now full-out blown laughing.
"I can see how much you enjoyed it. Sooo... now it's my turn to enjoy this," Christian winked at her.
"You found a CEMETERY to pull on a prank? Seriously, Grey?! This place is so ... creepy! It's a mysophobic's nightmare," Ana stomped her feet in frustration.
"Do you have a 'Mysophobia'?" Christian inquired.
"I didn't have it this morning, but I won't be surprised if I have it now," Ana replied dryly. Christian snickered and continued eating, while Ana huffed.
Christian was having too much fun teasing Ana. The idea of revenge had comecame to him when Grace had suggested they go on a date. He loved how well it turned out. He hoped that now that he had also pulled a prank on Ana, they could be friends now, for real this time. He was suddenly pulled out of his thoughts when something heavy hit the back of his head. Grabbing his head, he jumped away from his place and looked behind. Behind him was standing an old woman in red overcoat. She had short curly white hair, glasses and an angry sneer on her face. It was clear that she was wearing a black dress under her red coat.
"Umm... ouch?" he questioned.
"You spoiled brat! People are mourning the dead here, and you're having a picnic?" she scolded him loudly, but not before shooting a glare at Ana.
"I-I... no, I mean... I didn't mean...um any offence or anything," Christian stammered out. Of all the things, he had expected here to happen, THIS was not it.
"Mean no offence?!" the woman yelled before hitting him with her bag again.
"MA'AM!? Ana exclaimed in horror before she rushed forward to save Christian.
"Oooh! So, want to save your boyfriend, huh?! You brats!" the old woman started hitting both Christian and Ana.
Somehow, they managed to pack up the picnic basket. Taking Ana's hand, they Christian ran. The old woman chased them for a while before stopping to pant. By the time Christian and Ana ran out of the cemetery, both of them were a panting mess. Looking behind to check if that woman was still following them or not, they sighed in relief when they realized that she had stopped. "Thank God," Ana breathed out before looking at Christian. When their eyes met, they both burst into laughter instantly.
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A/N: So, did you enjoy Christian's revenge? Lmao.