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I sort of locked myself in my room for the most part. I don't know, it was too depressing to think about going downstairs and facing my cousin and my ex for any reason other than food and water. I had even taken to keeping a stash up in my room to avoid them altogether, if at all possible. Yes, I realized that my behavior was bordering on psychosis, but I honestly didn't give a damn. The fact that Rahab had made me believe that he liked - even loved - me, when in actuality it was Jen he wanted, was just eating me up. Why had he done this to me in the first place, if he didn't really care for me? Settling for second-best, since his other option was taken? Bastard. Untrustworthy, filthy, lying bastard.
I put on my headphones, turned my Disturbed CD up to full blast, buried my face in my arms, and tried to make it all leave my mind. I started to cry for the first time since it had happened. I mean, really cry, not just that sniffling stuff; tears were literally streaming down my face. It wasn't until I felt a gentle weight on my shoulder that I realized I'd forgotten to lock my door. I yanked the headphones off and glared at the intruder.
"What do you want?" I demanded. Raziel didn't take his hand (claw, whatever) off my shoulder. Instead, he sat down next to me. I instinctively edged away from him, remembering all too clearly what had gone on in the kitchen a few weeks ago.
"Please don't fear me, Mona," he said. I studied his face, finding not the subtlest hint of his usual smirk on it. "I don't wish you any harm."
"I know perfectly well what you do wish me, though," I grumbled.
"I'm not all bad, Mona," he argued. "I understand why you would think I am...I have given you no reason to think differently of me, I'll admit it."
"No. No you haven't," I agreed. "So far you've been a lecherous hound the whole time." He sighed.
"I realize that, and I apologize."
"What?"
"I'm sorry for the way I've acted, Mona." He ran his claws through my hair. "But I am attracted to you, and I know of no other way to show it."
"You just want to deflower a virgin."
"I have deflowered my share of virgins," he replied. "...Although, Jennifer wasn't one of them."
"Y-You slept with Jen?" I asked in shock. He nodded.
"Only once. She wasn't very happy about it afterward. Mainly because she saw me with another woman, but-"
"Predictable," I muttered. "You seem to really hate monogamy."
"I never considered myself her lover, Mona, so it technically wasn't cheating."
"Technicalities. You vampires just LOOOOOVE technicalities, don't you? Well, now I get why Jen doesn't like you-" I stopped. An insane, irrational idea was forming in my mind. "Nothing would bother Jen more than if you and I slept together, would it?"
"I doubt it," he replied. I lay back on the bed.
"Then I give you free reign." He considered me for a moment, then leaned down and gave me one of those kisses you see in movies. I expected him to make a move toward undressing me. He didn't. He continued to kiss me for a few more minutes, then drew back.
"No," he said softly. I glared at him.
"You practically try to rape me, then once you have permission, you won't do it?!" I demanded. "What the hell?!" He smiled.
"You'd be doing this out of spite," he said. "Never fuck to spite someone. You won't enjoy it during, and you'll regret it afterwards."
"I'm not doing this out of-!"
"You only want to have sex with me because your cousin doesn't want you to," he replied. He ran claws through my hair. " And I believe I may be developing genuine affection for you. That's why I can't do this." He bent to kiss my forehead, smiled, and left the room. And as soon as the door was completely shut,
"WHAT WERE YOU DOING IN HER ROOM, YOU SICK BASTARD?!?" I heard Jen scream, presumably from the foot of the stairs. I didn't catch Raziel's reply, but seconds later there were running footsteps on the stairs, and Jen burst into my room, looking completely enraged.
"What did he do to you?" she demanded shrilly. "What happened?"
"I invited him to sleep with me," I explained. Jen paled.
"WHAT!? That...That...BEAST?!"
"He refused!"
"What?"
"He said he couldn't do it to me," I repeated. "He said he didn't want me to regret it afterwards. He was...actually being quite a gentleman."
"...You're bullshitting me."
"No."
"Oh, thank god," she sighed, sinking down onto the bed, her hand to her chest. She took a few deep breaths, and began,
"Mona? I have to explain what happened with Rahab..."
Hah! I got it done! Now I have to do my homework, before my dad gets home and realizes that I was typing instead of doing algebra...
I sort of locked myself in my room for the most part. I don't know, it was too depressing to think about going downstairs and facing my cousin and my ex for any reason other than food and water. I had even taken to keeping a stash up in my room to avoid them altogether, if at all possible. Yes, I realized that my behavior was bordering on psychosis, but I honestly didn't give a damn. The fact that Rahab had made me believe that he liked - even loved - me, when in actuality it was Jen he wanted, was just eating me up. Why had he done this to me in the first place, if he didn't really care for me? Settling for second-best, since his other option was taken? Bastard. Untrustworthy, filthy, lying bastard.
I put on my headphones, turned my Disturbed CD up to full blast, buried my face in my arms, and tried to make it all leave my mind. I started to cry for the first time since it had happened. I mean, really cry, not just that sniffling stuff; tears were literally streaming down my face. It wasn't until I felt a gentle weight on my shoulder that I realized I'd forgotten to lock my door. I yanked the headphones off and glared at the intruder.
"What do you want?" I demanded. Raziel didn't take his hand (claw, whatever) off my shoulder. Instead, he sat down next to me. I instinctively edged away from him, remembering all too clearly what had gone on in the kitchen a few weeks ago.
"Please don't fear me, Mona," he said. I studied his face, finding not the subtlest hint of his usual smirk on it. "I don't wish you any harm."
"I know perfectly well what you do wish me, though," I grumbled.
"I'm not all bad, Mona," he argued. "I understand why you would think I am...I have given you no reason to think differently of me, I'll admit it."
"No. No you haven't," I agreed. "So far you've been a lecherous hound the whole time." He sighed.
"I realize that, and I apologize."
"What?"
"I'm sorry for the way I've acted, Mona." He ran his claws through my hair. "But I am attracted to you, and I know of no other way to show it."
"You just want to deflower a virgin."
"I have deflowered my share of virgins," he replied. "...Although, Jennifer wasn't one of them."
"Y-You slept with Jen?" I asked in shock. He nodded.
"Only once. She wasn't very happy about it afterward. Mainly because she saw me with another woman, but-"
"Predictable," I muttered. "You seem to really hate monogamy."
"I never considered myself her lover, Mona, so it technically wasn't cheating."
"Technicalities. You vampires just LOOOOOVE technicalities, don't you? Well, now I get why Jen doesn't like you-" I stopped. An insane, irrational idea was forming in my mind. "Nothing would bother Jen more than if you and I slept together, would it?"
"I doubt it," he replied. I lay back on the bed.
"Then I give you free reign." He considered me for a moment, then leaned down and gave me one of those kisses you see in movies. I expected him to make a move toward undressing me. He didn't. He continued to kiss me for a few more minutes, then drew back.
"No," he said softly. I glared at him.
"You practically try to rape me, then once you have permission, you won't do it?!" I demanded. "What the hell?!" He smiled.
"You'd be doing this out of spite," he said. "Never fuck to spite someone. You won't enjoy it during, and you'll regret it afterwards."
"I'm not doing this out of-!"
"You only want to have sex with me because your cousin doesn't want you to," he replied. He ran claws through my hair. " And I believe I may be developing genuine affection for you. That's why I can't do this." He bent to kiss my forehead, smiled, and left the room. And as soon as the door was completely shut,
"WHAT WERE YOU DOING IN HER ROOM, YOU SICK BASTARD?!?" I heard Jen scream, presumably from the foot of the stairs. I didn't catch Raziel's reply, but seconds later there were running footsteps on the stairs, and Jen burst into my room, looking completely enraged.
"What did he do to you?" she demanded shrilly. "What happened?"
"I invited him to sleep with me," I explained. Jen paled.
"WHAT!? That...That...BEAST?!"
"He refused!"
"What?"
"He said he couldn't do it to me," I repeated. "He said he didn't want me to regret it afterwards. He was...actually being quite a gentleman."
"...You're bullshitting me."
"No."
"Oh, thank god," she sighed, sinking down onto the bed, her hand to her chest. She took a few deep breaths, and began,
"Mona? I have to explain what happened with Rahab..."
Hah! I got it done! Now I have to do my homework, before my dad gets home and realizes that I was typing instead of doing algebra...