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Chapter Four- I'll Play Your Game

"I'm gonna play your game

I wanna play with fire

I want to breathe your air

Baby, gonna take you there

If you lay your cards on the table

I'll lay my love on the line

Till you're mine"

Def Leppard- "Stand Up" (Kick Love Into Motion)

Back at the Brandon's house


Alice was sound asleep upstairs when a sound downstairs woke her up. She sat up in bed. "Mother?" She asked, fearing her parents had come back early. No answer. Alice climbed out of bed and went down the stairs. There was silence now. She went into the kitchen and turned on the lights. Nothing.

She sighed and walked over to the sink. She filled a glass of water and took a drink. She turned to see a shard of glass lying on the floor next to the backdoor. She walked over and picked it up. She heard a scrape behind her and she spun around finding herself face to face with a battered Leah Clearwater. Alice screamed.

Leah grabbed her by the arm and put a knife against her throat. "I didn't think anyone was home." She pushed Alice into the living room. She pushed her into a chair. "Stay there."

Alice sat frozen in fear at the sight of Leah. She had a huge knot on her forehead, scrapes, cuts and bruises were scattered across her arms and face. Leah's clothes were soaked with rain and blood and caked in mud. The rain had washed some of the blood off her face, but now it ran down her neck. She had leaves and sticks in her hair. Leah's brown eyes were filled with fear and regret.

Alice was terrified. Not of Leah, but of what Leah had done. What had happened to her that she looked so disheveled? Leah sat down in a chair across from Alice.

"I don't know what to do." She mumbled. Alice reached out to touch her arm, but Leah jerked back and screamed, "Don't fucking touch me!"

Alice sank back into the couch and stared at Leah. "What happened to you?"

Leah didn't answer her question, but instead asked, "Where's your bathroom?"

"Upstairs." Alice answered. "Don't you go to my school?"

"Not anymore." Leah answered. She stood up and dragged Alice with her. She went into the bathroom and tied Alice's hands to bathroom sink. Leah limped over to the shower and painfully pulled off her shirt. She carefully slid out of her pants and climbed into the shower.

Alice had a perfect view of Leah in the bathroom mirror. Even with Leah's body so battered and bruised, Alice thought she was flawless. Leah turned in the shower to rinse the soap off her back. Alice's eyes widened at the sight of Leah's breasts. 'I'm going to hell.' She thought. A smile crept across her face and she watched Leah finish her shower.

Leah finished and turned off the water. She wrapped a towel around her body and climbed out. "Do you have bandages?" She asked Alice.

Alice nodded. "In the medicine chest." Leah slid open the door to medicine cabinet and pulled out some gauze. "I can do that." Alice said from the corner.

Leah contemplated that for a moment and then limped over to Alice and untied her hands. Leah leaned against the wall and Alice knelt down in front of her. She pushed the towel back and started to bandage Leah's leg.

"I need clothes." Leah said softly. Alice led her into her bedroom and picked out one of her dresses for her. Leah turned away from Alice and dropped the towel. She stepped into the dress and carefully pulled it up her sore body. She almost had the dress up, when Alice suddenly bolted from the room.

"Godammit!" Leah cursed and ran after Alice. She tackled her at the bottom of the stairs. Alice was pinned beneath her and she didn't like it one bit.

"Get off of me!" She screamed as she wiggled and struggled to get loose. Leah held her firmly, though. "Let me go! Let me go, you filthy, dirty-"

"What!?" Leah demanded. Alice didn't answer. "Indian? So you can touch me, but I can't touch you? Are you afraid I'm going to rub off on you?" Leah scoffed and got up from the floor. She jerked Alice to her feet. "You're afraid of me." Leah said, looking into Alice's eyes.

Alice crossed her arms. "Gee, I wonder why. It's not like you're going to break into my house in the middle of the night and threaten me with a knife or anything."

Leah rolled her eyes and grabbed Alice by the arm. Alice struggled again, but Leah planted her firmly in a chair in the Brandon's dining room.

Leah began to tie Alice to the chair. "You know you're going to bleed to death if you don't stay off that leg." Alice said.

"Stop pissing me off." Leah replied. "Do you have any aspirin?"

"My mother probably took it with her. She gets a lot of headaches." Alice said.

"Any whiskey, then?" She started to look around in the hutch for some alcohol.

Alice said, "You're wasting your time. My father says alcohol is the devil's tool."

Leah pulled out a bottle of Crown Royal and smiled at Alice. She sat down and took the top off, then took a swig from the bottle. Earlier in the night, this would have repulsed Leah. She didn't care now, she had committed the ultimate sin.

She sat down across from Alice. "Your father's a preacher, huh?" Alice nodded. Leah smirked. "So that means no drinking, no cussing, no fooling around, no fun?"

Alice shook her head. "That's not true."

Leah offered the bottle to her. "You want a drink?" Alice just looked at her. Leah smirked, "That's what I thought."

For reasons she couldn't explain, Leah's smirk was enticing to Alice. It made her seem daring and beautiful. Her eyes were shining with amusement and Alice had never seen anyone more beautiful.

Leah asked, "I bet you've never fucked anyone have you? Been felt up in the back of the car? Ever kissed anyone, with your mouth open?"

Alice mumbled, "Fuck you."

"Are you offering?" There was Leah's devilish grin again. Alice shifted in her seat, rubbing her thighs together. She didn't answer. Leah teased, "That's what I thought."

A police siren sounded close to the house. Leah carefully got up and looked out the window, breathing a sigh of relief when they drove past.

"They're looking for you aren't they?" Alice asked. "Why? What did you do?"

"I killed some guys." Leah answered.

Alice's mouth dropped open and she began to recite the Lord's Prayer. Leah screamed for her to shut up and came at her with the knife. Alice fell silent and mentally prayed that Leah wouldn't hurt her. Something in her heart told her that Leah wasn't that type of person, though.

Leah pulled back. "I'm sorry for scaring you, Alice." She said softly, and then returned to her seat next to the window.

Alice stared at her. "How do you know my name?"

Leah looked at her. It had only occurred to her just then that she and Alice didn't know each other. "I saw your picture in the yearbook in the library." She paused. "I thought you were pretty."

Alice smiled a little at her. They silence in the house was deafening. Finally Alice asked, "Why did you do it?"

Leah didn't look at her. "They beat me. They raped me. To be honest, I didn't realize what had happened until it was over." She answered.

That was the truth that was coming from Leah's mouth. She had only remembered that it seemed like a movie to her. A horrible movie where she was the star, the villain, the killer. Then where would Alice fit? Was she Leah's hostage now?

Leah shook herself from her thoughts. "Do you have any food?"

A sob escaped Alice's lips as she wept for Leah. "None you'd want to eat. My mother only buys the drabbest food possible. I have some cold pizza upstairs."

Leah sat back in the chair. Suddenly, she wasn't hungry anymore. She leaned her head against the wall and closed her eyes. The events of the day weighed heavy on her shoulders and she fell asleep.

A/N: Things will get a little better after this, I promise. Some Leah and Alice fluff coming up soon. Hang in there! -Loveless-