Twisted Around her finger

WARNING: This story contains moderate/heavy sexual scenes between minors, and homphobic attitudes. If you don't approve of this stuff, ignored my warning, and got disgusted/insulted by this 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 Kathryn start out as 11, and Blaine starts out as 13.

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Chapter Four: Love, lies, and a broken heart for the New Year

"So, Blaine, what are you doing for New Years Eve?" Sebastian asked sleepily. It was December 30^th, Friday afternoon, and the two best friends were hanging out at Sebastian's house. Even though it was winter, the weather was very warm, and actually a bit humid.

Blaine, who was lying on the Sebastian's couch, opened his eyes and stubbed out the cigarette he had been smoking into a nearby ashtray.

"Don't know, 'Bastian. I think I'll go to the big Rave party in the city with Nicolas, and if I'm lucky, I might get some." He grinned cheekily at Sebastian, revealing nice straight teeth, off-white from years of smoking. Sebastian returned the smile. His teeth were similar to Blaine's, only in better condition.

"Mind if I tag along for the night? I don't want to be stuck here."

"Do whatever you want. It's your life."

Sebastian nodded, then accepted the cigarette that Blaine offered him. His thoughts were a million miles away, focused on his stepsister, Kathryn Merteuil. They had an unusual relationship. He loved her, not as a sister, but as a lover, a girlfriend. Kathryn was not one for showing her feelings, but he knew that he meant something to her. Why else would she call his name when she orgasmed? Even when he wasn't around?

"Sebastian! Are you in here?"

The two teenage boys sat up with a jolt. They could hear the fast click-clacks of high-heeled shoes coming towards Sebastian's room. Then, the door opened, and there stood Kathryn Merteuil, her arrogant trademark smirk on her pretty face. Sebastian returned the smirk, while Blaine ignored her presence.

"What do you want, Kathryn?" Sebastian asked impatiently. "If you want money, I'm not going to lend you any. You have enough already."

Kathryn raised her eyebrows, and put her small hands on her slim waist. "Actually, my dear brother" She replied sardonically "I just came to tell you that my gold-digging whore of a Mother, and your impotent, alcoholic Father are leaving for Spain tonight on another of their business conferences. They won't be back until mid-January. I thought you'd like to know."

This came as no surprise to Sebastian. Their parents were rarely at home, due to their jobs. In fact, 10 out of 12 months in a year, their parents were in some other country, on a business conference. Kathryn and Sebastian didn't mind, as this gave them more freedom than other teenagers had. Besides, even when their parents were at home, they didn't care what Kathryn and Sebastian did, as long as it didn't bring down their family names.

"Fine. Is that all?"

"Pretty much, unless you wanted head with that." Kathryn laughed sarcastically, and Sebastian joined her. They were more alike than they really thought.

Then, without another word, Kathryn left. For a moment, Blaine and Sebastian sat there in a comfortable silence. It was Blaine who broke the silence.

"What you see in her, I'll never understand." Sebastian gave a small laugh.

"That's because you're a fag, Blaine."

"Touche, Sebastian! Touche!"

For the rest of the afternoon, and the rest of the night, they just hung around the house, eating pizza, swimming in the pool until 8pm,and watching their favourite movies. To Sebastian and Blaine's surprise, Kathryn never attempted to ruin their night, and had politely, yes POLITELY refused their invitation to watch 'Stand by me' with them, even though it was one of her favourite movies.

However, the peacefulness was interrupted at exactly 11:35pm that night. Sebastian and Blaine were in the middle of watching 'Pulp Fiction', when Kathryn entered the room, clad in a translucent ice-blue nightie that left very little to the imagination. Blaine turned his head briefly from the TV screen when she entered the room, but lost interest very quickly. However, Sebastian was a different story altogether. He stifled an aroused gasp, and did his best to ignore the hot, tingling feeling in his groin. Kathryn smiled when she noticed his flushed face.

"I heard that you two are going to the big rave party on New Year's Eve." It was a statement, not a question.

"What's it to you, Kathryn?" Blaine sneered, lighting up a Malboro cigarette. His 7^th one that day. Kathryn's smile didn't get any smaller.

"I was thinking about going along with both of you. After all, you aren't the only ones who like to party hard." Her voice was surprisingly friendly. Neither Blaine nor Sebastian noticed the hint of danger in it.

Sebastian just looked at her for a long time without saying anything. Then he spoke, and it wasn't quite what Kathryn had expected to hear.

"Fine. You can come with us, but don't fuck up the night for us or anyone else, unless you want the shit beaten out of you by the gang of dykes that are always there."

Kathryn shrugged. She was well acquainted with these 'dykes,' and she knew that no harm would come to her from them. Like most people she knew, the dykes were all twisted around her finger, willing to do almost anything for her, in return for even the tiniest smile or compliment.

"Whatever. I'm going to sleep now. I have a lot of shopping to do with Mother's credit cards tomorrow. I'll see you both tomorrow right on 7:30pm."

She gave them both a small wave, and in return received a wave from Sebastian, and a curt nod from Blaine. As she closed Sebastian's door, her friendly smile was replaced by a cruel smirk.

"Tomorrow night, Sebastian. Tomorrow night, victory will be mine..." She whispered softly.

The next evening, just before 7:30pm, Sebastian, Kathryn, and Blaine were all in Blaine's new Ferrari (which he had bought with his drug and rent-boy money), on their way to the rave party in the city, which was a half-hour drive away. This wasn't the first rave party for any of them. Blaine was famous for the rave parties he threw every year, while Kathryn and Sebastian were always at the latest party, regardless of wether or not they had been invited.

Before long, Blaine was dancing close with his boyfriend, Nicolas Impala. He sighed at the feeling of Nicolas' warm mouth against his. But even though he returned the kiss, Blaine was trying to think of the gentlest way to tell Nicolas that it was over. He liked Nicolas a lot, but only as a friend, nothing more. In reality, the object of Blaine's love and desire was the cunning, beautiful, and completely untouchable Sebastian Valmont, his long-time best friend. But he knew that Sebastian would never return his affections. After all, Sebastian was a true-blue Casanova, with the female race at his feet, and a ravishing appetite for sex with all the beautiful girls he could lay his hands on. There was no way that he would give up all of that for a regular fuck with a homosexual drug-dealer, even if that dealer happened to be his best friend.

"Hey! Earth to Blaine! Are you listening to me?" Nicolas demanded, snapping his fingers in front of Blaine's face. Blaine blinked his green eyes twice, then looked at Nicolas.

"What's wrong, Nic?" he asked uncertainly. Nicolas raised his dark eyebrows.

"You don't love me, do you, Blaine?" He demanded. To Blaine's surprise, there was no trace of anger in his voice.

"N...No, I don't love you, Nicolas. I'm sorry." Blaine confessed, looking at the ground. Nicolas tilted Blaine's head so they were looking directly into each other's eyes.

"That's okay, Blaine. I don't love you either, but I do like you as a friend." Blaine scanned Nicolas' eyes, and found honesty and sincerity in them.

"That's a relief."

"However, Blaine. There is one question I need you to answer for me."

"What is it, Nicolas?"

"I know that you're in love with someone else. Just who is this other person that has stolen your heart?"

Blaine looked straight into Nicolas' eyes, and cleared his throat.

"It's my best friend, Sebastian Valmont."

"Have you told him how you feel?"

"I'm scared shitless. He might bash the shit out of me if he ever knew I had the hots for him."

"Do you know that for a fact?" Nicolas' voice was steady and reasonable, and it soothed Blaine's worried nerves. He shook his head.

"Sebastian is a pretty hard person to understand. He's so complex."

"Well, I think you should just work up your courage tonight, and tell him exactly how you feel about him. I mean, he didn't reject you when he found out you were gay, so I don't think he'll reject you if he knew you liked him as more than a friend."

"Thanks heaps, Nicolas. I'm going to definitely tell him tonight. It's now or never. Wish me luck."

"You don't need it, Blaine, but good luck anyway." Nicolas replied, giving him a quick, friendly hug. Blaine enthusiastically returned the hug, then disappeared from Nicolas' sight into the huge party crowd, looking for Sebastian.

Meanwhile, Sebastian was amid the crowd, dancing sexily with a tall redhead in a mini-skirt and see-through boob tube, her modesty protected only by the decoration of diamante studs in certain places on the front. He couldn't remember her name, and he didn't care what it was anyway. He just wanted to get his mind off the sight he had seen nearly an hour ago. Kathryn, his beloved Kathryn, dirty dancing with a handsome brunet. They seemed so perfect together. Kathryn, and the handsome stranger. Angrily, Sebastian ground his teeth together. He was so jealous of that handsome stranger, he could practically feel his blood boiling, and steam coming out of his ears. Maybe some drugs would take his mind off the image. He grinned. Yes! Drugs, beautiful drugs! Eccy, LSD, angel dust, smack. Anyone of those would do. Now all he had to do was find one of the regular drug dealers outside of the rave-house.

"Excuse me, gorgeous." He said sweetly to the girl he was dancing with. She swivelled her head, a smile on her full lips. She was very pretty, but lacked the striking beauty that his beloved Kathryn possessed.

"Yeah?"

"I'm thinking about going outside for a little something. Care to join me?" She girl raised her eyebrows amusedly.

"No thanks, sweetie. I'm still on a trip from the acid I did a few hours ago. Cya."

Sebastian nodded curtly, and slowly made his way through the dense, sweaty crowd of dancers. Finally, he found the door, and slipped outside, looking for the nearest drug-dealer.

Meanwhile, Kathryn was still dancing with the handsome brunet guy, Ian, but she was getting bored very quickly. All he wanted to talk about was himself. This was fine at first, but after 15 straight minutes of hearing the story of his life, Kathryn was bored, frustrated, and in dire need of some angel dust.

"I'm going outside for a breather, Ian." She smiled politely. "But I'll be back in a sec."

On her way out, Kathryn checked her luminous watch. 11pm. Only one more hour to the New Year. She smiled. Tonight would bet the night that she could celebrate her victory over Sebastian. Just one more push, and he would become another pawn in her game, another worthless being that, after a long battle, would be twisted around her finger, and on his knees willing to do anything for her at the drop of a hat.

Finally, after nearly twenty minutes of being lost in a crowd of drugged dancers, Kathryn found her way out of the rave-house, and into the night. She could see someone ahead of her. Male, tall, with curly golden hair. Maybe it was Sebastian, looking for some drugs, like she was.

"Hey!" She yelled at the figure. He turned in surprise, and to her delight, it was Sebastian. He waved.

"What are you doing out here, Kathryn?" He asked. She didn't miss a beat.

"Looking for drugs. What about you?" She asked sweetly. He just smiled and tapped his nose.

"Maybe we should look together then." Kathryn propositioned. Sebastian obliged, but was confused as to why she was being so friendly, and was willing to actually spend more than 10 minutes in his company.

After awhile, they were still looking, but hadn't found a drug dealer. Now they were both getting frustrated.

"How the hell are we expected to get any fucking drugs in this shithole of a city when the drug-dealers don't make themselves visible?" Kathryn demanded angrily after awhile. Sebastian sighed. Now Kathryn was starting to sound like her regular self.

"Anyway, Sebastian, lets head back to the rave. I need to tell you something anyway."

It was 11:45pm when Blaine finally found the exit of the rave-house. He had searched every inch of it, and had not found Sebastian, so it was only natural to assume that he was outside, looking for some drugs, or screwing an anonymous girl's brains out. The mere thought of Sebastian with another girl made his heart ache and his blood boil. It had to be him and Sebastian, not Sebastian and some stupid girl.

Sebastian was sitting on a bench just outside the rave house. Kathryn was sitting next to him, studying her perfectly manicured nails. The air was thick with silence. Finally, Kathryn spoke up.

"I guess you're wondering what it is that I have to tell you." Her voice was surprisingly tender, with no hint of danger or malice. She smiled at him in a friendly fashion, then looked at her watch. 11:50. There was no time to lose.

"I sure have, Kathryn."

"Fine, do you really want to know what I have to tell you?" She asked carefully, looking straight into his blue eyes. He nodded without hesitation. Kathryn paused for a moment to add suspension and took a deep breath, never looking away from him.

"I love you Sebastian, and not as a brother. I've felt this way for as long as I can remember, but it was only tonight that I finally managed to work up the courage to tell you how I really felt about you."

For a moment, Sebastian was dumbstruck. Did she just say she LOVES me? Then his shocked expression was replaced with a broad grin, and tears of joy.

"Kathryn, I love you too. I've loved you practically from the day I met you." Kathryn beamed and wrapped her arms around him. He moved closer towards her, and they shared the longest, most passionate kiss they would ever experience. Kathryn moaned softly into the kiss, and moved herself onto his lap, grinding her lower body against his, causing them both to moan...

That's right, Sebastian. Give in to sweet temptation. Now, you're all mine. My brand new plaything. Ooh, it took a long time for this to happen, but now I can celebrate my victory over you!

Blaine ran outside, looking for Sebastian. It was now 11:59. One minute to midnight.

"Sebastian!" He yelled, a big smile on his face. He knew that there was now only one solution. Sebastian had to know of his feelings. It was now or never.

"Sebastian, where are you?" He yelled. "I need to..." Blaine stopped dead in his tracks. He could see Sebastian on a bench, only a few metres away from the rave-house. But that wasn't what had stunned him. It was the fact that Sebastian wasn't the only person on that bench. Under the lights of the outside of the rave-house, he could clearly see that the other person with him was a girl, and he was lying fully clothed on top of her on the bench. Her slender legs were wrapped around his waist, and she was giggling and moaning.

"I love you sooo much, my darling Sebastian." Said the girl, catching his mouth in a deep kiss.

"I love you too, my beloved Kathryn." He replied.

That was too much for Blaine. He fell in a crumpled heap on the ground, sobbing his heart out. A pain surged through his chest just as the fireworks and alarms went off all through the city to welcome in a new year of love and happiness for Sebastian, but a year of misery, depression, and loneliness for Blaine, and he knew that the pain he was feeling was of his heart shattering into a thousand pieces. The one boy he truly love, and that he knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, had been lost forever to the black magic and manipulative ways of the beautiful, seductive, and cold-hearted Kathryn Merteuil.