I don't know if anyone's actually reading, but I'm still going to finish this story for myself so I can say I didn't quit..
Chapter X.
Revenge is Sweet... Thanks to Ayesha
When she returned to the room, she looked around in awe. Shaking her head quickly, "Oh no no no this did not happen! She didn't, ohh damn her to hell! Do you hear that? Damn you!" The room was in shambles. Papers all over the place, clothes scattered and wrinkled, the bed was unmade and the sheets were pinned to the walls, the chair by her desk had a leg broken off which was used to smash her mirror. One of her lipsticks was used to write "Payback" on the wall. This was too much, now it was full on war. Sophie would make sure of it. Clenching her jaw, she proceeded to clean up what she could, trying desperately to think of something that would work. She could picture her friends back home going "Pftt, you have a brother. Revenge should be easy for you", but Trev never did anything like this! She had no reason to develop her war-like side. But now it was on, Sophie Deveroux vs. Melanie Jensen. Who would you place your bet on?
Sophie was able to pick up the papers, gather her clothes and fold them up again, though they would need to be ironed. Fix up the bed and gather her sheets down. The chair and the message would have to wait, she had an idea, and she needed Erik. He didn't have to actually do anything; she just needed to borrow one thing. "Oh Erik", she said sweetly, "I need your help with something. Would you be a dear and show yourself to me please." Instantly, he came though her mirror looking smug. "Now, you see how easy that was if you just ask me nicely? I am much more willing to cooperate."
"Yeah yeah yeah it can wait. I need your help."
"You sure do, what happened here?" He knew full well what happened, for he was able to stop it before more was done. He just wanted Sophie to get mad enough so she would agree to anything he suggested to her.
"You don't have to worry about doing anything Erik, I have a plan… But I need you to help me. I need to borrow something."
"Yes? Are you getting to a point?"
"I need to borrow Ayesha" Sophie said, ignoring his second comment.
"You need who? Why would you need my cat and secondly why do you think I would hand her over to you?"
"I want to flush her down the toilet to see if the water spins counter clockwise. Come on Erik knock it off, I'm a very busy girl now. Do you want me to blackmail you again?"
"Fine, but you better make sure she stays safe. I mean it Sophie, nothing is to happen to her or I promise we are no longer friends. She'll let me know if something happens."
"You talk to cats?"
"Ah! Never mind, now come before I change my mind" he commanded taking is leave back through the mirror and waited for her. I'm walking through a mirror with the Phantom of the Opera.. You know people back home are modeling a straight jacket for things like this. "Ohhh does this mean you trust mee? You're showing me how to get to your lovely domain and not blindfolding me"
"I'm letting you take my cat. Shouldn't that tell you something?" Sophie stopped dead in her tracks, "What kind of answer is that?"
"I'm not going anywhere until you say it."
"I don't need to say it. Aren't the actions enough?"
"Say it. Until then I won't move"
"Fine fine alright, Itrustyou"
"What?"
"I...trust...you"
She smiled inwardly, gloating. "There, that wasn't too hard now was it? We both got what we wanted. You finally told me that when you've been wanting to for so long, and don't deny it. I know you, and I'm trusted. Makes me feel good." Before she knew it, they were walking through Erik's house on search for the cat. Sophie never even felt them get into the boat or touch land. They must have been too busy fighting.
"Aww there's my little goldmine of revenge" she said scooping the moody cat into her arms. Ayesha stretched out her claws in response. Don't even think about it you spoiled little beast. Erik rubbed her head affectionately "Now you be good and don't worry about this girl hurting you, she wouldn't dare." he told the cat glancing up at Sophie as he talked, "that goes for you to my lady, you be nice to her; she'll be nice to you. You'll be home soon"
"Oh Erik. relax. You're acting as if you're sending her off to a sleep away summer camp. She'll be fine, I promise"
"A summer what? what's a summer camp?"
"Where parents send their kids out of the house for 3 months in order to get a break."
"Oh. Well now that you're talking my only company, is there anything else you need?"
"No, and I promise this will be worth it. You'll be proud of me"
"We'll see. Come on, I'll take you back" he said extending his hand to her. She gingerly accepted it and held the cat in her other arm.
When they reached the enterence to the dressing room, Erik again reminded her to take good care of his cat and saw her inside, waiting for another smooch. It never came. It serves you right you nitwit, after you made her think you care about the cat more than you do her. I wouldn't kiss me either. He lowered his head in defeat and went back to his boat to take himself home where he would sit wondering what Sophie had up her sleve. He remembered when he thought he shouldn't mess with her because she could probably make him into her prisoner by some strange contraption from the future. Maybe he was glad she was seeking revenge, he could finally see what he was dealing with and the extent of her 'power'.
Meanwhile, Sophie had figured out her plan, she just needed to put it into action, which was proving harder than she thought. Normally, she was the idea person, she would leave the carrying it out part to her brother or one of her friends. For some reason, she felt she couldn't come up with a story that sounded convicing enough. This is it she decided if ever she was going to pull this off by herself, this was the time.. She jogged to Melanie's dressing room, knocked on the door and waited. When the door finally opened, she didn't even give the other girl a chance to speak "I know we got off on the wrong foot, but there's a man downstairs who I believe has a giant bouquet of flowers for you. Maybe he's a suitor. Quite handsome too, best go catch him before someone else scoops-" Melanie flew out the door like a bat out of hell running backwards "This is just one more thing I'll have that you don't." And then she was gone.
" This is just one more thing I'll have that you don't" Sophie mocked in an annoyingly high pitched voice sticking her nose in the air. "Let's go in for the kill", she said to Ayesha inviting herself in the open room. "Maybe we'll have you do your thing, and I'll do mine.. What do you think?" The cat just stared at her. "What? don't look at me like that, you can't poop out on me." Sophie placed the poor cat on the bed and stood back, "Alrighty my dear, go ahead.. Sharpen your claws." Again, the cat stood like a statue. Sophie was starting to get frusterated. Damn cats! Why can't they be more like dogs? You tell them to do something and they do it, not like these flea bitten furballs that wouldn't even listen to God. (A/N: I like cats too, so pleasee don't be sending me nasty hate mail lol.. That is all). Seeing no choice, she poked the cat with her nail. Ayesha hissed and out came the claws. "Yes pretty kitty! there we go! Good good good, now hurry." Ayesha did her work walking around the bed and with the pillows, while the other partner in crime hurried over to the night tables where the clothes were, opened them up and proceeded to hang underwear over anything they could find.. Next she moved onto spilling all the perfume on the rug mixing them all together so the smell was something awful. For a finishing touch, she criss-crossed all the pages in any scripts she found laying out so Miss Primma Donna's lines and movements would be off. That was all they had time for before the evilness returned.
"Come on Ayesha, let's rock and roll. We'll finish this another day, that is if old mean daddy Erik doesn't shit a brick.. Why's he like that anyway?" she asked the cat expecting an answer, once they were in the saftey away from that room, she continued to talk. "Oh so you don't know? well that's ok.. Me either." She scratched the cat behind the ears and heard a soft purring, "Aww look at you. You're just like your daddy. You think you're so tough and mean but you're a real sweetheart on the inside.. But do you want to know a secret? I think I like your daddy. Even if he's grumpy sometimes. Not that I'm Mary Sunshine either, but I think he's a good person. I mean anyone else would have thrown me out into the street, but you know he didn't and I'll figure out some way to pay him back for everything.. But don't you go telling him sweetheart, this is our little secret, savvy?" Ayesha purred and rubbed her head against Sophie's hand. "That's my good girl."
