I'm sooooooo sorry that it took my so long to update this. I had so much trouble thinking of a blackmail for this chapter. I hope you like what I decided on?

NEWHO…. I hope you enjoy this chapter.

"Sucks to be you"

There he is, sitting there, eating his flemmy custard thinking he's soooo great! Well I'll show him! I've got Johnny to help me out, he'll be sorry that he EVER broke up with me::dramatic distant stare:

"What is wrong with you Oliver?" That, that…. That curly-blond-haired-person asked. I'm pretty sure I could have thought of a better insult than that.

"What do you mean? I'm doing nothing!" I ask.

"Well you've been staring at me for the past 10 minutes. It's creeping me out" He said conceitedly.

"You!" I say. "YOU, everything revolves around you, does it Enrique? You're the centre of the UNIVERSE are you? Cause that's pretty big, you can't even find the centre of your room, let alone the whole universe! AND for your information Enrique, I WAS staring at the….. the….." shit, I should have thought of something to say here, before now…..errrr…..:thinks: "..the jacket your wearing! Hideous! Looks like cats vomit! Especially with those jeans!" fewf :wipes forehead: lucky to get out of that one!

"This is the top you bought me for my birthday last year" He said with a bit of hurt and mocking in his tone. Ok, so maybe I didn't get out of it quite as smoothly as I'd hoped!

"I must have been drunk!" I say mordantly before I even thought about it. Wow, good answer. I'm happy I didn't think about it, I probably would have fucked it up!

He raises an eyebrow in response. "Riiiiiiiight……." This isn't going anywhere! I'm supposed to be hurting Enrique, not giving him more chances to think I'm a total spaz!

"Well, Enrique ………….. I'm better than you! That's right! Better! Way better!" Well there you go, he has the confirmation, I am a total spaz! He gives me his 'as if' look. So, what do I do? I do the only thing I could think to do. Tip is flemmy custard on his head. As the custard mixes with his hair, his hands reach, in shock, to brace his head.

"WHAT THE HELL, OLIVER? That was sooo lame!" He shouts taking his bowl hat off his head.

"Yes it was lame….. But effective. Very effective" I grin. Sometimes the simplest things are the most successful. I can smell his frustration from here, or is that the custard. It's irrelevant. I know he's frustrated. He wants to hurt me, really hurt me. But he doesn't, he leaves the room in a huff, most likely toward the bathroom.

He's so irritated that he fell for my cheep ploy. I love it! I don't think I'm gonna need Johnny if getting Enrique is going to be this easy!

Enrique's now clean, lemony fresh. Now I have more thinking an plotting to do, for my next 'prank-thingy'. Where better than in my room to start!

:gasps: What's this? There's an envolope on my bed! Inside there was a note. It's a ransom letter.

If you want your 'filthy little rag doll' back then you must inform a reporter that you have a kinky fetish for women's lingerie.

Also in the envelope was a photo, a photo of ruffer…..blind folded and tied to a thick rope hanging above a big bowl of custard……..ewwwwww.

I can't believe it! I'd given up on you Ruffer! I thought you'd run away forever! Who would have done this too you?

Well, the last person who called you a 'filthy little rag doll' was Johnny, but why would he only do this now? After all, he is helping me with my revenge on Enrique, he may not be helping much, but he's trying. ENRIQUE! Only he knows about my fetish. And here I was thinking that you wouldn't stoop this low! I though that the sabotage of my paintings was low, but this! THIS, is just beyond words! Poor Ruffer! You were so innocent.

"Johnny! Johnny! Johnny!" I screamed….errr …… yelled, running into the kitchen where Johnny was feasting on sandwich the size of this house! I wonder if he's gonna try and fit it in his mouth? That could be interesting to watch.

"What, what, what?" He questioned, mocking my urgency. That bastard! But right now isn't the time to get catty, there are far more pressing matters at hand, like how I'm gonna rescue my poor Ruffer from the evil clutches of Enrique?

I slammed the photo on the counter, Johnny raised an eyebrow.

"It was Enrique all along, like, I thought it was you! But it has to be Enrique! He stole Ruffer! And he wants me, like, to do something completely obscene to get him back!" I paused to take a well deserved breath. "He's torturing him Johnny, it's …… :sob: aweful!"

"Oliver, calm down…. It's just a toy……"

"WHAT! Ruffer isn't a toy! ………well he is, but he's not just a toy……..actually he is just a toy….. but he means a lot to me!" He he he, when you listen to that sentence really hard, it sounded kinda kinky. Toy…. Get it? Argh…. no time for that!

"Yeah, yeah, ok. So what are you gonna do bout it?" He asked. I glared at the wall.

"I'm gonna find 'im. Thwamp 'im. Strangle 'im. Gag 'im, and then……. Cover him in honey and leave him outside for the ants to eat him………… so…where is he?" I asked glancing sharply around the room.

"Well there's a funny story behind that….. He was telling me how he thought he was hot. So I decided I'd take it literally…… So I locked him in a fridge" He stated emotionlessly.

"Seriously?" I grinned. Been there, done that.

"No, not seriously Oliver. That would probably kill him." It would? It never killed him before! "As would, what you want to do to him. And it may surprise you that murder, if punishable by law" He mocked.

"I could make it look like suicide" I said evilly rubbing my hands together.

"Oh that's right, people beat themselves up and then cover themselves in honey to be eaten alive when they want to commit suicide all the time!" He rolled his eyes. Pft, he says it like it never happens! And I know for a fact that it does! To my distant cousin Freddy actually, you know the one that went to jail for 3 accounts of murder? WELL, when he got out of jail, he found out his wife had been cheating on him with his best friend, he got so sad. And then the next day, they found that both his wife and best friend were found beaten up and covered in honey and on an ants nest to be eaten alive. And Freddy told me, that's right, he told me that it must have been suicide! He would never do that to his loving wife and bestest best friend. It was just a huge coincidence that he killed those other three people by beating them up and covering them in honey and leaving them on an ants nest to be eaten alive. I can't believe they put him back in jail for that! It was suicide, it's soooo obvious! Oh well, look on the bright side I guess, he'll be getting out of jail when he serves the rest of his double life sentence! He said that he thinks it'll get knocked back to one life sentence for good behaviour! So he'll be out soon! I just no it!

I was about to reply when a certain evil person entered the room. Enrique. I glare. My best glare. His exit is fast, however, he didn't even notice my glare. He didn't even notice me! What a waste of a perfectly good glare. Better save the rest of that one for later, when I can get him cornered. OOOO then I'll bring out the whole can of glares, I know what your thinking, and it's true, I'm ruthless.

"Enrique!" I yelled storming in the direction on the escaping blond. I put on my best 'I'm very VERY angry' face, as he turned around. Although he doesn't show it on the outside, I can smell his fear, he fears my 'angry' face. I told you, I ruthless!

"What's the big idea?" I demand, he raises an eyebrow like he has no idea what I'm talking about. Crafty little pineapple! "You know exactly what I'm talking about!" I insist, replying to his expression. "You stole Ruffer, tortured him, and now your holding him for ransom! Your evil! Pure EVIL! What did Ruffer EVER do to you?" He put his hands on his hips.

"Do you really think that I would do that? That more of a Johnny think to do!" He stated. I shook my head.

"No way! He's on my side! He's helping me destroy yo…..er…. helping me ….paint the lawn…shit" stupid, stupid head!

"That would be the perfect opportunity for him to get at you, while you think that he's on your side cause your painting the lawn together." Enrique casually rolled his eyes at my lawn-painting-tendencies. "He knew you'd blame me" A thought suddenly crossed my mind.

"But what if you want me to think that. See, you knew that I would blame you inicialy, but you also knew that if you came up with that speak that it would sound more convincing that Johnny is the toynapper, but you see I've caught you in your little scam you cough it up! Where's Ruffer!" I pointed at him with my index finger, shaking it accusingly. He took in a deep breath.

"Have you taken your pills today?" He asked. My finger slowed to no movement.

"That's irrelevant!" I glared.

"Your being irrational"

"Irrational, my arse. I've stayed very cool and composed!" I say with a relaxed smile. Enrique took two steps closer to the telephone. NO!

"Oliver, I'm going to call him, and your going to go back there and talk this out. I can't have you thinking like this…..your crazy!" I snort, I'm not crazy! He's just an arse! He picked up the phone and dialled the number. All in could do was watch, I probably could have jumped him from behind and strangled him for behind, but that would be a waste of strength, one way or another Enrique's going to get me to go and see my physiatrist!

Did you like it? PLEASE review and tell me your thoughts…… I love feeling loved! LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE………sighs I need a boyfriend! grumbles

NEWHO…..later days!