Deny Me
Author: Ashley K.
Disclaimer: Nope, still don't own them.
Kathryn:
The virgin bitch is planning something. I can see it in her eyes. While polite and courteous on the surface, something evil, vengeful is lurking beneath it.
And Sebastian called me evil.
Nicholas and I are announcing our wedding date tonight. Mother's ecstatic. Her daughter's marrying the lone son of the Giovanni fortune.
Part Five:
"Nicholas?" Annette sweetly asked. She already knew it was, the maids told her he was the only one out in the garden. She could spot her ex-boyfriend, however, even if she was blind. Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome. He turned, his friendly, open smile making her heart skip a beat. His serious brown eyes reflected the smile that crossed his much-photographed profile. *Focus, Annette. You love Sebastian. You're just doing Nicholas a favor.* "Can we talk? Somewhere private?"
"Sure, Annette," Nicholas agreed, slightly worried by his ex-girlfriend's tone. "What's wrong, 'Nette?"
"You should sit for this," Annette solemnly said, sitting down on a nearby bench. The Merteuil-Valmont household had beautiful roof-top garden. A small smile crossed her features as she remembered the many times she and Sebastian had kissed there. She inhaled, deeply. "Kathryn isn't what she seems. She's a cruel, heartless bitch."
"Go on," Nicholas said, smile fading.
"She's addicted to sex, drugs, and alcohol," Annette whispered. "She's never been faithful to anyone. Ever. She seems so perfect, so innocent, I know, but in reality, she's a psycho bitch."
"Psycho bitch, huh?" Nicholas repeated, slowly, coldly. Annette watched, joy barely concealed, as Nicholas's normally happy features iced over with anger. "Annette, may I ask you something?"
"Yes. Anything," Annette said.
"When did you become a psychiatrist?" Nicholas spat out.
"What do you mean.?" Annette asked, confused. This wasn't going how she planned it.
"Yes, Kathryn *used* to be all those things you just called her, but she was never psycho, as you put it. If you had half a brain in your head, you would have tried to get to know her, instead of believing whatever *Sebastian* fed you. You disgust me, Annette. Stay away from me, stay away from Kathryn. Got it?" Nicholas quietly, dangerously threatened. "Nice talking to you, Annette." Nicholas stood up and stalked out of the gardens.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"You will *not* believe what just happened!" Nicholas fumed to a lounging Kathryn.
"What, honey?" Kathryn asked, holding her hand out for his. He sighed as he sat down. She gently rubbed his shoulders, paying special attention to the back of his neck; the place she knew drove him crazy. It drove her crazy that he refused to have sex with her, until they were married.
"Annette just tried to get me to turn on you," Nicholas said, softly, body moving towards his fiancée.
"Oh," Kathryn simply said, bending over him and kissing him soundly on the lips. "You didn't believe anything she said, did you?" She asked, breaking the kiss.
"No, beloved," Nicholas smiled. "All she tried to do, actually, was warn me about those bad girl habits you used to have."
"Used to," Kathryn agreed. "Until I found you."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Who does she think she is?! Waltzes back here after a year.engaged! To my ex-man!" Annette screeched into the phone. "Of COURSE I want you to do something! I don't care! Anything. This goody-goody act she's got going has to just be that! An act! Find something NEW about her! And find it NOW!"
With that Annette slammed the phone down.
"Sebastian?" She sweetly called out. "Where are you?"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Mrs. Valmont?" Nicholas asked, over dinner. Annette kept shooting Kathryn death looks when nobody was watching. Kathryn serenely smiled them off. Sebastian sat across from her, never making eye contact. Kathryn jumped, slightly, as Nicholas reached for her hand. "As you know, I have asked for Kathryn's hand in marriage. Well, we feel like we should set a date. Kathryn and I have agreed to August 20. We would like to have our wedding at my family's estate in the country."
"Oh my, this is wonderful news!" Tiffani exclaimed, "And, please, call me Tiffani."
"Congratulations, Kathryn, Nicholas," Troy said, raising his wine glass. "To Kathryn and Nicholas. May they have a wonderful life together."
"To Kathryn and Nicholas," everybody toasted.
"May they have children just like Kathryn," Sebastian added, smirking slightly, noticing how Nicholas tensed.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"What the fuck was that all about?" Kathryn hissed as she barged into Sebastian's room. Nicholas was visiting some of his friends from school, and Kathryn, wanting to speak to Sebastian, said she wasn't feeling very well.
"Tsk, tsk," Sebastian mockingly scolded, "Such language. What would Nicholas say about that?"
"Fuck you, Sebastian. I know all about your girlfriend's little plan to ruin things for me. Well listen very carefully, Sebastian," Kathryn spat out, pacing the length of Sebastian's room. "Nicholas is the best thing that has every happened to me. You do anything to mess things up for me and I promise I will make your life a living hell."
"Shut up, Kathryn. I'm sick of your idle threats," Sebastian lazily said, standing up from behind his desk and walking towards her. Without warning he kissed her. Hard. To his surprise, she returned the kiss, with equal passion. "Welcome back, sis."
Disgustedly, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "Remember what I said, 'Bastian."
Kathryn:
How dare he! He kissed *me.* That disgusting little prick. What the hell was I thinking, anyway, going in there to talk to him. I should have known better.
Asshole.
Although.I wonder.
Who am I madder at?
Him, for having the nerve to kiss me. Or myself, for kissing him back. And liking it?
Kathryn:
The virgin bitch is planning something. I can see it in her eyes. While polite and courteous on the surface, something evil, vengeful is lurking beneath it.
And Sebastian called me evil.
Nicholas and I are announcing our wedding date tonight. Mother's ecstatic. Her daughter's marrying the lone son of the Giovanni fortune.
Part Five:
"Nicholas?" Annette sweetly asked. She already knew it was, the maids told her he was the only one out in the garden. She could spot her ex-boyfriend, however, even if she was blind. Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome. He turned, his friendly, open smile making her heart skip a beat. His serious brown eyes reflected the smile that crossed his much-photographed profile. *Focus, Annette. You love Sebastian. You're just doing Nicholas a favor.* "Can we talk? Somewhere private?"
"Sure, Annette," Nicholas agreed, slightly worried by his ex-girlfriend's tone. "What's wrong, 'Nette?"
"You should sit for this," Annette solemnly said, sitting down on a nearby bench. The Merteuil-Valmont household had beautiful roof-top garden. A small smile crossed her features as she remembered the many times she and Sebastian had kissed there. She inhaled, deeply. "Kathryn isn't what she seems. She's a cruel, heartless bitch."
"Go on," Nicholas said, smile fading.
"She's addicted to sex, drugs, and alcohol," Annette whispered. "She's never been faithful to anyone. Ever. She seems so perfect, so innocent, I know, but in reality, she's a psycho bitch."
"Psycho bitch, huh?" Nicholas repeated, slowly, coldly. Annette watched, joy barely concealed, as Nicholas's normally happy features iced over with anger. "Annette, may I ask you something?"
"Yes. Anything," Annette said.
"When did you become a psychiatrist?" Nicholas spat out.
"What do you mean.?" Annette asked, confused. This wasn't going how she planned it.
"Yes, Kathryn *used* to be all those things you just called her, but she was never psycho, as you put it. If you had half a brain in your head, you would have tried to get to know her, instead of believing whatever *Sebastian* fed you. You disgust me, Annette. Stay away from me, stay away from Kathryn. Got it?" Nicholas quietly, dangerously threatened. "Nice talking to you, Annette." Nicholas stood up and stalked out of the gardens.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"You will *not* believe what just happened!" Nicholas fumed to a lounging Kathryn.
"What, honey?" Kathryn asked, holding her hand out for his. He sighed as he sat down. She gently rubbed his shoulders, paying special attention to the back of his neck; the place she knew drove him crazy. It drove her crazy that he refused to have sex with her, until they were married.
"Annette just tried to get me to turn on you," Nicholas said, softly, body moving towards his fiancée.
"Oh," Kathryn simply said, bending over him and kissing him soundly on the lips. "You didn't believe anything she said, did you?" She asked, breaking the kiss.
"No, beloved," Nicholas smiled. "All she tried to do, actually, was warn me about those bad girl habits you used to have."
"Used to," Kathryn agreed. "Until I found you."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Who does she think she is?! Waltzes back here after a year.engaged! To my ex-man!" Annette screeched into the phone. "Of COURSE I want you to do something! I don't care! Anything. This goody-goody act she's got going has to just be that! An act! Find something NEW about her! And find it NOW!"
With that Annette slammed the phone down.
"Sebastian?" She sweetly called out. "Where are you?"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Mrs. Valmont?" Nicholas asked, over dinner. Annette kept shooting Kathryn death looks when nobody was watching. Kathryn serenely smiled them off. Sebastian sat across from her, never making eye contact. Kathryn jumped, slightly, as Nicholas reached for her hand. "As you know, I have asked for Kathryn's hand in marriage. Well, we feel like we should set a date. Kathryn and I have agreed to August 20. We would like to have our wedding at my family's estate in the country."
"Oh my, this is wonderful news!" Tiffani exclaimed, "And, please, call me Tiffani."
"Congratulations, Kathryn, Nicholas," Troy said, raising his wine glass. "To Kathryn and Nicholas. May they have a wonderful life together."
"To Kathryn and Nicholas," everybody toasted.
"May they have children just like Kathryn," Sebastian added, smirking slightly, noticing how Nicholas tensed.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"What the fuck was that all about?" Kathryn hissed as she barged into Sebastian's room. Nicholas was visiting some of his friends from school, and Kathryn, wanting to speak to Sebastian, said she wasn't feeling very well.
"Tsk, tsk," Sebastian mockingly scolded, "Such language. What would Nicholas say about that?"
"Fuck you, Sebastian. I know all about your girlfriend's little plan to ruin things for me. Well listen very carefully, Sebastian," Kathryn spat out, pacing the length of Sebastian's room. "Nicholas is the best thing that has every happened to me. You do anything to mess things up for me and I promise I will make your life a living hell."
"Shut up, Kathryn. I'm sick of your idle threats," Sebastian lazily said, standing up from behind his desk and walking towards her. Without warning he kissed her. Hard. To his surprise, she returned the kiss, with equal passion. "Welcome back, sis."
Disgustedly, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "Remember what I said, 'Bastian."
Kathryn:
How dare he! He kissed *me.* That disgusting little prick. What the hell was I thinking, anyway, going in there to talk to him. I should have known better.
Asshole.
Although.I wonder.
Who am I madder at?
Him, for having the nerve to kiss me. Or myself, for kissing him back. And liking it?