Disclaimer: I do not own any right to the movie Cruel Intentions...

Authors Note: Thank you everyone for your comments. Sorry, I was in a hurry to write the fanfic and forgot to spell check... im really embaressed. Sorry... And also, I accidentaly said it was six months since the end of the movie, i'ts actualy an entire year... Sorry, again... I hope you enjoy...

Chapter 2

Lesser Occasions:

Annette got some gloves and a letter opener, just to be careful if the police needed finger prints, asuming they were after Kathryn. She opened the letter under close contact of her eye. She opened up the letter, the paper had been folded three times. Annette began to read. The date read September 2, 1999. Today was the 8th. Annette read on...

Dear Annette,

Incase you haden't gotten who this was, this is Kathryn. I need your help. Something has happened, meet me at the address enclosed exactley one hour after you get this letter.

Kathryn.

Kathryn did not sign her name, she had it printed. Figured it would be easier for it to look like Annette had written it, just incase she decided to show it to the police. So did this mean the police were after her? It's too hard to tell at this point. As far as she knew, she wasn't going to meet Kathryn at the enclosed location.

"Meet yourself at the enclosed address..." Said Annette mocking Kathryn.

Annette stuck the letter along with the envelope in her shreader. She threw the gloves in the trash and stuck her envelope opener back on her desk. There was a knock at the door. Annette freaked a little, could it be Kathryn? She knows where she lives, it's possible that she just delivers whatever it was she wanted to her room herself. Annette went to the door, she was worried it was Kathryn, but what's the worst that Kathryn could do? Scratch her to death? She opened the door to reveal a man who worked here in the hotel room. With him he had a large cart with food on it.

"Compliments of Mr. Taylor-" The doorman was interrupted by Annette.

"Oh, right! Dinner..." Annete looked around, "Where is Taylor?"

The man got a disfrontle look on his face. "I'm sorry, he had another meeting with the press."

Annette sighed and mummbeled "The Press... well, do come in."

He entered and parked the cart of food near the center of the room, near the table.

"Will Ms. Meckanzie be joining you this evening?"

Annette looked surprise at the fact that he knew her at all. She was very private, but after all, she was her room mate. "Buffy? Uh, no, she is with her family up north in Alaska for some vacation time before she starts school. She actualy won't start until-"

"Well I was just curiouse. Have a pleasant evening, Ms.Hargboro."

Annette let out a "You Too".

As soon as the door shut Annette locked the door, asuming no one was coming in. And she was right, no one else was coming in. Suddenly the sheet that had been over the cart began to move, a young woman popped out from under it. Annette was starteled. The woman got up and fixed her hair. She looked at Annette. Annette looked pissed off. It was, who else, Kathryn.

"Well, aren't you going to say hello? God, it was hell staying under there for the longest time."

Annette still said nothing. She just stood there. Shocked, not too sure it was actualy her. She was wearing 6inch high-heels, A dark blood red and black colored suit except with a skirt and not pants. Her hair was a different color now... she thought it was anyway. And to top it all off, she was wearing red lip stick, the color of blood.

"What is it with you and that color?" Said Annette obviously sounding and looking annoyed.

"Oh, what's wrong? You don't like it? ...Sebastian wore it well." Kathryn gave her an evil look.

Annette stepped closer to her and slapped her hard across the face. Annette didn't care what happens now, she just wanted her to take it back.

"Take that back! Now, you evil bitch!" Annette shouted

"What's wrong Annette? He did die."

"Yes, because of something you did. You drove him to it, you called Ronald, you told him a complete lie! I know, Kathryn, I know everything that went on. Becuase your whorey, skanky ways, Sebastian is dead!"

Kathryn did not get the least bit mad at the whole skanky whore thing. But it did hurt her a little that she said Sebastians death was her fault. Kathryn grabbed Annette by the hair and threw her at the wall. This surprised Annette, she didn't know that Kathryn had a singal muscle in her body that could do that.

"Sebastian died because of you. Okay, picture this, if you had not followed him that day. If you had not left and tryed to break up that fight then maybe he might still be alive. A little bruised up, but still here. He died saving you. Tell me you know that."

Annette got up and said, "It's not what happens at the scene that makes it the accident, Kathryn. It was you. You were the source of all of this! Your the reason why any of this happened, just think about it... or are there too many dead brain cells?"

Kathyrn ignored the comment. "Look I need your help. If you don't help there will be consequences."

"What? What are you talking about? Help with what?"

"Well... first off, Ronald is dead."