I honestly wasn't gonna do this chapter for a few weeks, but it's mah kitty's Spring Break so I had to do it. Y'ALL GET TO REVIEWIN' DAMMIT! ANyways, I'm not sure if the title's cut off in the box, but if it is it's called "Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge" Yes, I know someone'll ask about this, that is the name of My Chemical Romance's latest CD. And for anyone prone to a few naughty words some references to lesbianism, don't read this chapter. It's not bad, but it does contain such things. And I apologize in advance, Kitty, for making your beautiful character a lesbian, but I desperately need another twist! And yes, I meant to not give the name of Desiree's...I mean, what? READ THE CHAPTER AND REVIEW!


"Who is it?" Warren's voice called from the office of his own business.

"Mr. Worthington, you're son is here," the secretary said with a dull, indifferent voice.

Warren's eyes darted to the door "Let him in," he finally called back as he shuffled a stack of papers.

Sean opened the thick door and revealed his unsympathetic look towards his and three others' father.

"Sean, what are you doing here?"

"Well, I got this visitor in my room recently…said her name was, uh…" he faked a determined, confused look, as if he didn't remember quite clearly. "Oh, that's right. Her name was Shae. Oh what was her last name…? You think you can help me with that, dad?"

Warren's heart beat quite a bit faster at the mention of Shae. "What do you want, Sean?"

"Oh, ya know, nevermind. I remember now, her last name was Worthington! And ya know, when I heard this, I just…I just couldn't help but feel a bit…angry, betrayed, depressive and even a little bit vengeful. She had an interesting tale to tell, you have any idea what that tale might be, dad?"

"No, what is that story, son?"

"Oh, quite interesting really. After telling me her name, and her relation to me, she told me the story of how exactly she was born. I think it went a little something like she found a letter that was addressed to a Warren Worthington, that's you, by the way, and it was from an Elizabeth Braddock. Now, this is where it gets interesting, it explained how she and you happened to be drunk one night, while you're with my mother, might I add, and the two of you screwed each other's brains out until finally, Miss Braddock became pregnant. This is even better, what happened from pregnancy is that a girl, who Elizabeth named Shae, grew up in England with her mother with no help from her father, who she never asked about. Ya see, not only is that interesting, but as soon as I left for New Orleans, that same girl came here. Now why is that, dad? And why is it, dad, that I never heard one word about another sibling? And hey, dad, here's an even better question, does mom no about you cheating on her by fucking some girl because you were 'drunk'?"

Warren heart had begun beating even faster. How was it Sean knew…everything? Okay, that was obvious, Shae, but…why had Shae gone to him? Better question, how much did he know? And better yet, what was he going to do? "Sean…" he reached his arm out to grasp his shoulder, but as soon as he did so, Sean grabbed his wrist, muttering something under his breath about Warren not ever touching him again.

"Dad, what the hell is your problem? You kept an entire family from me! A daughter, an ex-wife…or is she your ex? Maybe she's just your little fuck buddy? What, is my mom not good enough for you? You need two people to satisfy you? You bastard."

"Sean! That's enough. What is it you want? What are you here for?"

"Me? I'm just visiting my dad. But, hell, he probably gets enough visits from enough of his children and girlfriends and wives and ex-wives as it is." With that said, Sean walked out of the office, leaving Warren to ponder what exactly he would do about such crimes.

Only an hour or so later, a knock came from Paige Guthrie-Worthington's bedroom door.

"Who is it?" she called out with her naturally cheery, southern voice.

"It's me," a voice called back.

"Oh, come in Sean," she said back sitting up on her bed and waiting for her son to appear.

Once Sean entered the room, his body began to tremble. How could he tell his own mother that her husband and his father cheated on her? Simple answer, he couldn't. Not anymore, at least. Not of guilt of Warren, but because of how innocent Paige was in all of this. What crime did she ever commit? Falling in love with a man older than her? Hell, that happened all the time, that wasn't a crime, not really.

"Sean, what's wrong?" she asked, genuinely concerned as to why Sean was shaking.

"Oh, uh, I was just gonna ask if maybe we could go out to dinner or something tonight."

Paige smiled, how often did a son ask to take his mother out to dinner? "Oh, I'd love to, but your father and I are going to a company…thing."

Sean sighed and nodded, "Alright, maybe another time, mom?"

She nodded, "I'd like that."

Sean left the room at that point and knocked straight into Dominic…and Shae? Not one to really judge, but how could a guy who dressed in all black, wore black nail polish and eyeliner possibly be anywhere near Shae. Not to mention how much older he was. Okay, maybe it was only three years, but nonetheless…wait, he'd just pardoned Paige innocent of but the same thing, how could he decree their relationship as awkward? Wait a moment; they were just walking together! He was jumping to conclusions now.

Shae smiled at Sean, "Sean, there you are! I knocked and knocked at your door earlier and you never answered."

"Oh, well, I just…er…had some things to take care of," Sean stumbled, scratching the back of his neck.

"Oh, okie dokie. So how are you? I'm sorry I ran off like that earlier, I didn't mean to act so childish, but…"

"It's fine Shae, I kinda acted like a real bastard to you. I was just, well…anyways; I'm all right…you? Dominic?"

Dominic glanced at Sean and smiled; he really wasn't a person you could judge by looks, Shae had learned that. She was among the few others who did; those few others included Zaira and…himself. Despite his attire and other such elements that made him look Gothic or whatever else, he was really a nice guy, smiled a lot, and was in to normal things like normal people. "I'm fine."

"Oh shuddup, Dominic, you are not fine. You're spectacular! And I know that because I am and you have to feel the same as me, considering we're both in the same boat."

"What are you talking about, Shae?" Sean inquired.

"You don't even know! We just started officially dating!" The blond English woman looked so cute and innocent at that moment, anyone would've traded money to see the smile that was plastered to her face.

"Well, that's uh…erm…I thought you and Zaira had a thing?"

Dominic shook his head; "It'd be pretty hard for me to date a girl who's protected by her brother and an insanely overprotective father. Not to mention her recent…pronouncement."

"Huh?" was all Shae and Sean could say.

"Okay, not really a pronouncement, she only told me, but if you guys don't tell anyone else I'll tell you."

"Oh, Dom, don't kid yourself, you'd tell me either way."

Dominic shrugged; yeah it was probably true, but anyways. "Well, she's got in for…someone else."

"Don't be too descriptive now," Sean chimed in.

"Zaira, she likes…" he sighed, looking like it was quite difficult for him to say this. "She got an…attraction to…"

"Just say it!" the siblings cried in unison.

"Zaira likes Desiree!" he finally shouted…a bit too loud for safety. Now, what I mean by this, is…Zaira happened to choose this moment to walk by the bunch.

Her lower lip curled inward as she bit it and tears swelled in her eyes. "Dominic, I trusted you!" she cried and ran off towards her room.

Sean and Shae were both speechless while Dominic was afraid of the consequences of what he'd just said. He'd just told what only he was supposed to know; that Zaira, the untamed beauty of nature, was a lesbian.

"So, who's gonna go talk to her?" Sean asked, at whish point the two looked at him. "No, c'mon, guys…that's not even fair, I hardly know her…Dominic, you tell her, you're the one he wanted to date her until she told you. In fact, my guess is you asked her out and she said no and that you were so persistent that she finally told you."

"Actually…I wasn't that persistent…but fine, I'll talk to her. Shae, stay with Sean for now, all right? I'll be back in a bit." With that said, Dominic headed through the girls' dormitory to Zaira's room. He knocked on the door and opened it, finding Zaira lying on her bed, tears streaming down her face and soaking the pillow beneath her beautiful, dark complexion.

"Zaira, I'm sorry…"

"You said you wouldn't tell, Dominic, you promised. You promised em that you wouldn't tell anyone I like girl instead of boys, don't you think I feel bad enough?"

"Zaira, I'm sorry. I can't do anything about it now, I just…I didn't mean for it to happen, I just got caught up and they kept asking.."

"So you tell them to stop, Dom…Don't you think our friendship...your promise means more than not telling them something?"

"Yes, Zaira, our friendship means everything to me…"

Desiree LeBeau sat in a sofa within the walls of the recreation room, reading a book called "Blood and Chocolate". Her concentration, however, was broken, when a familiar face sat down beside her. "Aren't ye busy wit' all that stuff ya wouldn't tell meh 'bout?" the Cajun asked, without even glancing up from her book. She wasn't reading though, it was more of a defense, because every time she saw his face…something inside her floated. What did people call them, butterflies?

"Desiree, why are you here?"

"I'm reading an' Ah didn't wanna be in mah room."

"No, Desiree, why are you still here, at Xavier's, in New York?"

"Sean, Ah think ya know the answer ta that question," she whispered.

"Dammit, Desiree, why the hell are you here!"

"Ah'm here because Ah needed to be near ya, alraght? Ah was breakin' down at home an' Ah couldn' stand the fac' that mah boyfrien' left meh. But Ah guess h'ain' mah boyfriend no more, huh?"

"No, Desiree…I'm not anyone's boyfriend. I'm tired of this, you have no good reason to stay."

"Tha's not true, Sean. Ah've got three reasons ta stay. One is that mah mama an' papa comin' later today, an' they aint vereh happeh wit' ya. Two, Ah gotta new boyfrien' 'ere. An' three, Ah wanna know when ya gonna finally want meh back."