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I woke up and blinked, utterly confused. I was lying in one of Kaiba's guest beds wearing what I the other day with my boots still on. I was trembling. What happened last night? Why was I here? I couldn't remember a thing until I turned my head and felt a sharp pain penetrate my temples.
I rubbed my head and groaned. It all slowly came back to me. I got drunk last night. . . Kaiba found me and talked to me. He said. . . something important. . . I couldn't figure it out. My head throbbed. What a day to have a hang over.
I rolled over onto one side and thought hard. I tried to remember what Kaiba had told me. "Oooh," I moaned. My head ached. I kicked off the covers and ventured out to look for some aspirin or anything to stop my splitting headache. This was one of the reasons I quit drinking.
"So, Sleeping Beauty has finally decided to awaken," teased a voice behind me.
I froze and slowly turned around, not daring to breathe. I saw him. Danny. He killed Joey. I felt a surge of anger, bitterness, and revenge flow through my veins. 'So, the son of a bitch decided to come out to play,' I thought acidly. I put on a plastic smile," Hey! Where have you been?"
He grinned," I've been pretty busy lately. Sorry I didn't get to call you."
"That's okay . . . hey . . . can you help me find something for my head? It's been acting up all morning."
"Kaiba told me what happened last night," he said as he ushered me to the kitchen.
"Has he?" I asked innocently with a wry smile as I pulled some Tylenol from one of the cupboards.
"Yeah . . ."
He started saying something and my eyes started to glaze over when they drifted off to the cutting board with a big butcher knife. I imagined slitting Danny's throat with it, watching his blood flow onto the linoleum tiles. I swallowed and looked away. What the hell was I thinking? The knife begged for me to touch it. To hold it. To kill Danny with it.
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He droned on and on about his drinking record, when I finally cut in and said," Have you ever been so drunk, you had a car wreck?"
He paused and thought hard," Yes . . . once."
I continued to stare at the knife, but kept talking. "And when was this?"
He frowned," I think it was after Christmas . . . yeah. It was near the mall. You know, the one down town.
I stopped looking at the knife and glanced at Danny," Was the driver hurt?"
He shrugged," Don't know . . . the police never told me. Why?"
"Just wondering . . ." I gave him a sly, tempting smile," You look a little tense . . . mind if I massage you?"
He smiled," Not at all."
I walked over to him and started to rub his shoulders hard and slowly went upwards. I knew what I was doing. I didn't care.
"This feels great, Mai . . ."
"Mmm . . . and it's going to get better." I whispered as my fingers crept around his neck, still massaging roughly.
"Mai . . .I think you're doing it too hard . . . why are your hands on my neck?" His voice was thin and shaky.
I pressed my mouth to his ear," The better to choke you with, my dear!" I hissed as I clamped my hands firmly on his neck.
He started struggling, but I could be strong when I want to. He coughed and clawed my hands, desperately trying to loosen my iron-like grip.
He began to make suffocated choking sounds as I hardened my grip without mercy. I got bored of doing this, so with all my might, I shoved him to the wall. He groaned as he slammed into the wall, making the pots and pans that were suspended on the ceiling, shake and rattle.
While he recovered from the blow, I whipped out the knife and walked to him menacingly. When he looked up and saw with the knife, I seriously thought he'd crap in his pants.
I glared at him coldly," You killed Joey."
His eyes turned round," I-I don't know what you're talking about!"
I pointed the knife directly at him, the point just barely touching his nose.," Don't lie to me, Danny. Do you know what I do to liars? I make them smile, from jaw to jaw." I made a swift cutting motion with the knife and gave him a nasty, meaningful smile.
He inhaled a trembling breath," Yes . . . I did it, okay?! Please don't kill me!"
I lowered the knife," Maybe I shouldn't. Killing is bad . ."
He nodded quickly, not taking his eyes away from the weapon.
I leaned closer to him," But then again, I am a very bad girl." I held the knife up to his face again.
"Why?" he asked softly," Why are you doing this?"
"You killed Joey. Do you know how much pain you put me through? You made me and everyone else suffer, and for that, I will make you suffer." My voice cracked. I was going to lose it and start crying, I knew it.
"I didn't mean to . . " he whispered," It was all just a mistake . . . please don't hurt me. I'll pay you back . . . I'll do anything, I swear!"
"It's going to be hell to pay," I murmured frostily,
"Please . . ."He looked so defenseless. So unprotected. I shook second thoughts away and regained my cold- hearted self back. "Shut up!" I growled at him, waving the knife at his face to show that I wasn't playing. He immediately shut up.
I studied, wondering how I should slowly kill him off, when I heard the door to the kitchen swing open. "Mai!" I heard a familiar cry behind me. I twisted my head around. "Kaiba?"
There I was, standing there like a fool with a knife in my hand and Danny huddled to the wall.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm not doing anything!" I lied. I was helping Danny make breakfast and he fell. I was chopping up some onions and tried to help him up with the knife still in my hand."
"Don't listen to her!" screamed Danny. "She's trying to kill me!"
I threw a scowl at him," Didn't I just tell you to shut up?!"
"What are you doing?" he asked softly as he approached slowly. I backed away like a wary animal. I dropped the knife and it clattered onto the floor. "Don't come any closer!" I warned him," Please . . ." I inched toward the door.
"Mai . . . you need help . . . maybe if you just give therapy a chance . . ."
"No!" I shouted," No one can help me! No one can fix this!" I turned away and ran.
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Hi! Thanks for the reviews! My big brother made this chapter (isn't he weird or what?), so no flames on this please! Well, thanks again!
AnImE-PrInCeZz78
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I woke up and blinked, utterly confused. I was lying in one of Kaiba's guest beds wearing what I the other day with my boots still on. I was trembling. What happened last night? Why was I here? I couldn't remember a thing until I turned my head and felt a sharp pain penetrate my temples.
I rubbed my head and groaned. It all slowly came back to me. I got drunk last night. . . Kaiba found me and talked to me. He said. . . something important. . . I couldn't figure it out. My head throbbed. What a day to have a hang over.
I rolled over onto one side and thought hard. I tried to remember what Kaiba had told me. "Oooh," I moaned. My head ached. I kicked off the covers and ventured out to look for some aspirin or anything to stop my splitting headache. This was one of the reasons I quit drinking.
"So, Sleeping Beauty has finally decided to awaken," teased a voice behind me.
I froze and slowly turned around, not daring to breathe. I saw him. Danny. He killed Joey. I felt a surge of anger, bitterness, and revenge flow through my veins. 'So, the son of a bitch decided to come out to play,' I thought acidly. I put on a plastic smile," Hey! Where have you been?"
He grinned," I've been pretty busy lately. Sorry I didn't get to call you."
"That's okay . . . hey . . . can you help me find something for my head? It's been acting up all morning."
"Kaiba told me what happened last night," he said as he ushered me to the kitchen.
"Has he?" I asked innocently with a wry smile as I pulled some Tylenol from one of the cupboards.
"Yeah . . ."
He started saying something and my eyes started to glaze over when they drifted off to the cutting board with a big butcher knife. I imagined slitting Danny's throat with it, watching his blood flow onto the linoleum tiles. I swallowed and looked away. What the hell was I thinking? The knife begged for me to touch it. To hold it. To kill Danny with it.
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He droned on and on about his drinking record, when I finally cut in and said," Have you ever been so drunk, you had a car wreck?"
He paused and thought hard," Yes . . . once."
I continued to stare at the knife, but kept talking. "And when was this?"
He frowned," I think it was after Christmas . . . yeah. It was near the mall. You know, the one down town.
I stopped looking at the knife and glanced at Danny," Was the driver hurt?"
He shrugged," Don't know . . . the police never told me. Why?"
"Just wondering . . ." I gave him a sly, tempting smile," You look a little tense . . . mind if I massage you?"
He smiled," Not at all."
I walked over to him and started to rub his shoulders hard and slowly went upwards. I knew what I was doing. I didn't care.
"This feels great, Mai . . ."
"Mmm . . . and it's going to get better." I whispered as my fingers crept around his neck, still massaging roughly.
"Mai . . .I think you're doing it too hard . . . why are your hands on my neck?" His voice was thin and shaky.
I pressed my mouth to his ear," The better to choke you with, my dear!" I hissed as I clamped my hands firmly on his neck.
He started struggling, but I could be strong when I want to. He coughed and clawed my hands, desperately trying to loosen my iron-like grip.
He began to make suffocated choking sounds as I hardened my grip without mercy. I got bored of doing this, so with all my might, I shoved him to the wall. He groaned as he slammed into the wall, making the pots and pans that were suspended on the ceiling, shake and rattle.
While he recovered from the blow, I whipped out the knife and walked to him menacingly. When he looked up and saw with the knife, I seriously thought he'd crap in his pants.
I glared at him coldly," You killed Joey."
His eyes turned round," I-I don't know what you're talking about!"
I pointed the knife directly at him, the point just barely touching his nose.," Don't lie to me, Danny. Do you know what I do to liars? I make them smile, from jaw to jaw." I made a swift cutting motion with the knife and gave him a nasty, meaningful smile.
He inhaled a trembling breath," Yes . . . I did it, okay?! Please don't kill me!"
I lowered the knife," Maybe I shouldn't. Killing is bad . ."
He nodded quickly, not taking his eyes away from the weapon.
I leaned closer to him," But then again, I am a very bad girl." I held the knife up to his face again.
"Why?" he asked softly," Why are you doing this?"
"You killed Joey. Do you know how much pain you put me through? You made me and everyone else suffer, and for that, I will make you suffer." My voice cracked. I was going to lose it and start crying, I knew it.
"I didn't mean to . . " he whispered," It was all just a mistake . . . please don't hurt me. I'll pay you back . . . I'll do anything, I swear!"
"It's going to be hell to pay," I murmured frostily,
"Please . . ."He looked so defenseless. So unprotected. I shook second thoughts away and regained my cold- hearted self back. "Shut up!" I growled at him, waving the knife at his face to show that I wasn't playing. He immediately shut up.
I studied, wondering how I should slowly kill him off, when I heard the door to the kitchen swing open. "Mai!" I heard a familiar cry behind me. I twisted my head around. "Kaiba?"
There I was, standing there like a fool with a knife in my hand and Danny huddled to the wall.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm not doing anything!" I lied. I was helping Danny make breakfast and he fell. I was chopping up some onions and tried to help him up with the knife still in my hand."
"Don't listen to her!" screamed Danny. "She's trying to kill me!"
I threw a scowl at him," Didn't I just tell you to shut up?!"
"What are you doing?" he asked softly as he approached slowly. I backed away like a wary animal. I dropped the knife and it clattered onto the floor. "Don't come any closer!" I warned him," Please . . ." I inched toward the door.
"Mai . . . you need help . . . maybe if you just give therapy a chance . . ."
"No!" I shouted," No one can help me! No one can fix this!" I turned away and ran.
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Hi! Thanks for the reviews! My big brother made this chapter (isn't he weird or what?), so no flames on this please! Well, thanks again!
AnImE-PrInCeZz78
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