Deny Me
Author: Ashley K.
Disclaimer: Nope, still don't own them.
Kathryn:
No way was it *that*easy.
I mean, I know that men are idiots when it comes to women, but.c'mon. This is Sebastian. He's not supposed to be this gullible!
I did some research into Annette, when I was in France. Monique helped me out. She told me that everybody's appearances could be deceiving, not just mine. With a little hinting and a lot of introductions, Monique allowed the perfect information to fall into my lap.
Annette is bipolar. I just had to find a way to make her mental illness a little worse.
It's amazing what you can find out on the internet these days.
Part Seven:
Nicholas ran up the stairs. He had just gotten news of his fiancée's attack. Cursing under his breath, he took the stairs two at a time. "Kathryn!" He cried, barging into the room. His stomach fell at her bruised face. "What happen, love?"
Kathryn took a shuddering breath. "Annette.she went crazy on me!"
Climbing into her bed, Nicholas held his fiancée close, kissing the top of her head. "I'm so sorry, baby."
Cuddling closer, Kathryn smirked. Everything was right in her world again. Sebastian, once again, wanted her. She had everything. And, her former enemy, had nothing. Life was good.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Sebastian paced his room. Annette was in her father's custody, to be sent to a mental institution in Kansas within the next week. He smiled. His father's lawyer's were still the best money could buy.
Now that Annette was gone, and his eyes were opened, Sebastian knew what he had to do. He had to get Kathryn back. A challenge that would prove formidable.
He smiled. Sebastian hadn't had a good challenge in over a year. "This will be my best challenge ever," he murmured to himself.
Picking up the phone, he dialed the only person he knew would be able to help him out.
"Hello? Blaine?"
~*~*~*~*~*~
Danielle picked her head up from the bed in the guest bedroom. Kathryn invited her to spend the night, on account of the fact that she lived three hours away. Both decided that having Danielle tell Sebastian the 'news' in person would be a lot more viable.
Kathryn smiled her hello at her equal. Not her friend, not by any chance. Neither trusted the other not to turn on them. But both had information on the other that kept them from turning on each other. So their 'friendship' was based on the fact that they were at a stalemate. "I do believe our Sebastian is trying something."
Arching an eyebrow, Danielle smiled. "Would you expect anything less of him?"
"No." Kathryn trailed off, deep in thoughts. "However," she said, picking up where she left off. "I wouldn't put it past him to try to break Nicholas and I up. That is something I cannot allow."
"Having your cake and eating it too?" Danielle asked, a mocking grin crossing her features.
"Damned right," Kathryn answered. "Do you really think that I'd let a catch like Nicky-poo get away?"
"True, true," Danielle answered, plotting in her head. "Well.what do you want to do about this new and interesting development?"
"Well, I was thinking."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Nicholas frowned in concentration as he started playing the Counting Crows song, "Colorblind," on the Merteuil family piano. The haunting music flowed throughout the chic townhouse. Sebastian was drawn to it, thinking that it would be Kathryn on the keys. He quickly hid his disappointment, on seeing it was Nicholas.
Sebastian stood in the doorway, watching his step-sister's fiancée play. Nicholas was completely Kathryn's type. Tall, dark, and handsome without a clue in his body about his girlfriend. That would change, if Sebastian had any say in it.
Nicholas finished the piece, and Sebastian clapped. "Very nice, Nicholas."
"Thank you," Nicholas answered, wary of the blonde man. "How's Annette?" he pointedly asked.
'Touché,' Sebastian thought. 'Maybe this one actually has a brain in his head.' "En route to the finest mental institution in Kansas," Sebastian answered. "And my Kathryn?"
"Resting," Nicholas said, glossing over the possessive 'my' in front of her name. "After all the day's activities she was a little tired."
"I can imagine," Sebastian said. "All that physical exercise after being celibate for so long."
"What are you hinting at, Valmont?" Nicholas spat out.
"Oh, nothing," Sebastian off-handedly said. "I feel a little bad, however."
"About.?" Nicholas asked.
"I really shouldn't. It's not my place to say," Sebastian said, smirking. "Well, I'll tell you anyway. Annette got a little jealous. I mean, wouldn't you? Seeing your lover in the arms of another?"
With that last innuendo, Sebastian strolled out of the room. Silently, he counted down the seconds. 'Three.Two.One.' He smirked as he heard Nicholas knocking on Kathryn's door, calling out her name.
"Mission accomplished," Sebastian said, as he laid down onto his bed. Annette had told him that Nicholas already knew all about Kathryn's shady past. Sebastian and Blaine had decided that there was no use in beating a dead horse. Therefore, they found a new way to hint at Kathryn's infidelities.
Kathryn:
That little shithead. What the fuck is he trying to do?
Tell Nicholas that Annette caught us in bed. Fuck.
I was able to placate the stupid dumbass, but I can tell he doesn't completely trust me. Damnit.
Kathryn:
No way was it *that*easy.
I mean, I know that men are idiots when it comes to women, but.c'mon. This is Sebastian. He's not supposed to be this gullible!
I did some research into Annette, when I was in France. Monique helped me out. She told me that everybody's appearances could be deceiving, not just mine. With a little hinting and a lot of introductions, Monique allowed the perfect information to fall into my lap.
Annette is bipolar. I just had to find a way to make her mental illness a little worse.
It's amazing what you can find out on the internet these days.
Part Seven:
Nicholas ran up the stairs. He had just gotten news of his fiancée's attack. Cursing under his breath, he took the stairs two at a time. "Kathryn!" He cried, barging into the room. His stomach fell at her bruised face. "What happen, love?"
Kathryn took a shuddering breath. "Annette.she went crazy on me!"
Climbing into her bed, Nicholas held his fiancée close, kissing the top of her head. "I'm so sorry, baby."
Cuddling closer, Kathryn smirked. Everything was right in her world again. Sebastian, once again, wanted her. She had everything. And, her former enemy, had nothing. Life was good.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Sebastian paced his room. Annette was in her father's custody, to be sent to a mental institution in Kansas within the next week. He smiled. His father's lawyer's were still the best money could buy.
Now that Annette was gone, and his eyes were opened, Sebastian knew what he had to do. He had to get Kathryn back. A challenge that would prove formidable.
He smiled. Sebastian hadn't had a good challenge in over a year. "This will be my best challenge ever," he murmured to himself.
Picking up the phone, he dialed the only person he knew would be able to help him out.
"Hello? Blaine?"
~*~*~*~*~*~
Danielle picked her head up from the bed in the guest bedroom. Kathryn invited her to spend the night, on account of the fact that she lived three hours away. Both decided that having Danielle tell Sebastian the 'news' in person would be a lot more viable.
Kathryn smiled her hello at her equal. Not her friend, not by any chance. Neither trusted the other not to turn on them. But both had information on the other that kept them from turning on each other. So their 'friendship' was based on the fact that they were at a stalemate. "I do believe our Sebastian is trying something."
Arching an eyebrow, Danielle smiled. "Would you expect anything less of him?"
"No." Kathryn trailed off, deep in thoughts. "However," she said, picking up where she left off. "I wouldn't put it past him to try to break Nicholas and I up. That is something I cannot allow."
"Having your cake and eating it too?" Danielle asked, a mocking grin crossing her features.
"Damned right," Kathryn answered. "Do you really think that I'd let a catch like Nicky-poo get away?"
"True, true," Danielle answered, plotting in her head. "Well.what do you want to do about this new and interesting development?"
"Well, I was thinking."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Nicholas frowned in concentration as he started playing the Counting Crows song, "Colorblind," on the Merteuil family piano. The haunting music flowed throughout the chic townhouse. Sebastian was drawn to it, thinking that it would be Kathryn on the keys. He quickly hid his disappointment, on seeing it was Nicholas.
Sebastian stood in the doorway, watching his step-sister's fiancée play. Nicholas was completely Kathryn's type. Tall, dark, and handsome without a clue in his body about his girlfriend. That would change, if Sebastian had any say in it.
Nicholas finished the piece, and Sebastian clapped. "Very nice, Nicholas."
"Thank you," Nicholas answered, wary of the blonde man. "How's Annette?" he pointedly asked.
'Touché,' Sebastian thought. 'Maybe this one actually has a brain in his head.' "En route to the finest mental institution in Kansas," Sebastian answered. "And my Kathryn?"
"Resting," Nicholas said, glossing over the possessive 'my' in front of her name. "After all the day's activities she was a little tired."
"I can imagine," Sebastian said. "All that physical exercise after being celibate for so long."
"What are you hinting at, Valmont?" Nicholas spat out.
"Oh, nothing," Sebastian off-handedly said. "I feel a little bad, however."
"About.?" Nicholas asked.
"I really shouldn't. It's not my place to say," Sebastian said, smirking. "Well, I'll tell you anyway. Annette got a little jealous. I mean, wouldn't you? Seeing your lover in the arms of another?"
With that last innuendo, Sebastian strolled out of the room. Silently, he counted down the seconds. 'Three.Two.One.' He smirked as he heard Nicholas knocking on Kathryn's door, calling out her name.
"Mission accomplished," Sebastian said, as he laid down onto his bed. Annette had told him that Nicholas already knew all about Kathryn's shady past. Sebastian and Blaine had decided that there was no use in beating a dead horse. Therefore, they found a new way to hint at Kathryn's infidelities.
Kathryn:
That little shithead. What the fuck is he trying to do?
Tell Nicholas that Annette caught us in bed. Fuck.
I was able to placate the stupid dumbass, but I can tell he doesn't completely trust me. Damnit.