Twisted around her finger
WARNING: This story contains moderate/heavy sexual scenes between minors, and homophobic attitudes. If you don't approve of this stuff, ignored my warning, and got disgusted or insulted by the story, then you have no one to blame except yourself.
NB: This is the prequel to "Behind the mask." It's set 6 years before the events in Cruel Intentions. So in this story, Sebastian and Katherine start out as 11, and Blaine starts out at 13.
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Chapter One: Best Friends
"I'm gay."
Sebastian Valmont looked at his best friend, shrugged, then went back to sunbathing on his rubber ring in the pool. He was 11 years old, and very good-looking. He was tall, with a slim build, royal-blue eyes, golden hair, and lightly tanned skin. Most people would've guessed he was at least 14 or 15, because he was wise for his age, and carried himself with a sense of dignity that you would find in an adult, not a child.
"I noticed that a long time ago, Blaine." He replied calmly as he put on a pair of sunglasses, a strange little smile on his face.
"Does it affect our friendship?" Blaine Tuttle asked, lighting up a joint of marijuana. He was only 13, but was already making himself a name in the drug business. Like Sebastian, he was good-looking, but in a different way. His hair was once a deep brown, but he had bleached it to a more flaxen tone. He was tall as well, but with a more muscular build, and his eyes were deep shades of green, like emeralds.
"Is it supposed to?"
"Depends on what your view is on fags."
"Doesn't bother me. You're still my best friend, Blaine, you know that."
"Thanks, 'Bastian."
People often wondered how they could be best friends; after all, they had so little in common. Sebastian went to an expensive Manchester Prep. School, while Blaine went to the local Public School. Sebastian lived with his widowed Father in one of the biggest mansions in the town. Blaine lived in a condo with his Mother, who cared more about her social life than anything else, including her only son. Also, Sebastian wore expensive brand clothing, such as DKNY, while Blaine shopped in bargain bins from The Gap.
"Guess what?" Sebastian asked, breaking the silence. Blaine took another drag on his joint, then passed it to Sebastian.
"What, 'Bastian?"
"You know how my Father has been dating that lady, Sarah Merteuil, for about a month?"
"Yeah, I know. I think she's a snob."
"They're getting married, at the end of these summer holidays."
"Is that supposed to be a good thing or a bad thing?"
"Its good, and its bad, Blaine." Sebastian smiled in a mysterious way, and took a small drag on the intoxicating marijuana. It tasted kind of spicy to him, but left a sweet aftertaste in his mouth.
"Explain to me."
"Well, its good because I'll have a Mother again, and my Father will have some company. But its bad because Sarah has a daughter my age, and she is HOT, but if they marry, it means that I can't perve on her!"
Blaine smirked. He was acquainted with Sarah Merteuil's daughter. Her name was Kathryn, and she was very beautiful, in a very dangerous way.
"Aww…so poor widdle Sebastian won't be able to screw his step-sister."
Sebastian stuck out his tongue and gave Blaine the finger. Blaine just laughed and splashed him, and was splashed back in return. They continued to play fight for awhile, then when they both got bored, Blaine took the joint off Sebastian, who then went back to sunbathing.
Sebastian closed his eyes, and a vision of Kathryn Merteuil, his soon-to-be stepsister, came into his mind. She was petite, with shoulder-length brown hair, ice-blue eyes, lightly tanned skin, and full, pouting lips. Yes, she was very beautiful, but also very dangerous. She could get the most strong-willed people twisted around her finger, and manipulate whomever she wanted. Only Sebastian ever rivalled her in her ability to manipulate people, and her cold heart.
"Hey, Sebastian! Were you listening to me?"
"Huh?" Sebastian opened his eyes. Blaine was snapping his fingers in front of Sebastian impatiently, with a half-amused, half-annoyed smile.
"I wanted to know if I can stay over tonight. Your Dad has gone away for the weekend, and I thought you'd like some company during the holidays."
Sebastian shrugged. "You don't have to ask, you know that you can stay whenever you want. It's not like my Dad really cares. He barely knows I exist."
"Cool. So what do you want to do tonight? We could rent out the Terminator or the Rocky series, or we could go and trash the house next door, or we could just stay up and eat heaps of junk food…"
"I'm afraid you won't be doing anything of the sort, Blaine." Said a familiar voice behind him. Swearing under his breath, Blaine swivelled his head, and came face to face with Kathryn Merteuil, clad in an expensive bikini and sunglasses. Her trademark smirk was plastered onto her pretty face.
"Ka…Kathryn! What are you doing here?" Sebastian demanded.
"This will be my house too in the future. I have every right to be here, and you know that." Kathryn sat on the edge of the pool, allowing her pedicured feet to dangle in the icy water. Even through her sunglasses, the two boys could tell that she was watching them carefully.
"Well, now that I'm here, I think that Blaine should leave so we can be alone. Don't you agree, Sebastian?" Kathryn stated. She ignored the rude gesture that Blaine made towards her. Sebastian sneered.
"Fuck off, Kathryn. This is my house, and Blaine can stay if he wants. Don't go thinking you can manipulate me either. I'm not as stupid as you'd like to believe."
Kathryn removed her sunglasses, and glared at the two boys. Stay calm said the voice in her head. Sebastian will give in to you over time, and you will soon be rid of that fag he calls his best friend. It took a lot of effort, but she forced a smile onto her face.
"Have it your way then. I just came by to get a few things so I could stay at a friend's house anyway. I'll see you tomorrow afternoon, Sebastian." And with that she stood up and walked back into the Valmont mansion.
Silence passed between the two boys for a minute, then it was broken by Blaine.
"Do you think she heard me say that I was gay?"
"Nah! She's always called you a fag because she thinks you're a loser. Anyway, enough about her, lets get back to just relaxing."
Blaine nodded in agreement. "Yeah, lets get back to relax…HEY!" Blaine yelled as his rubber ring was tipped over, and he was pushed into the water. Sebastian was laughing hysterically, avoiding Blaine's attempts to duck him under the water. Sputtering water and swearing, Blaine splashed out at him, quickly getting into a humorous mood. Finally, he managed to duck Sebastian, then quickly climbed out of the pool, laughing at the shocked expression on his best friend's face. It felt great to just be a kid for a while, not having to worry about what was going on in your life, just living for and enjoying the juvenile, childish things that made life so much fun. Blaine and Sebastian always cherished these moments, because they both knew that these moments were rare, and would get rarer as they got older. They didn't want to grow up just yet. They just wanted to have fun, like all young boys wanted to.
