OOoh, a nice, drama-y chapter now, bwuhahahaha!

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The Dragon and the Rose

Chapter Nine

Chloe gets her revenge

A spray of polish here. A flick of the duster there. Tegan spun, a bubble of laughter escaping her. The grin that had erupted on her face the other day was still there, stubborn and unmoving and she was so happy. She wiggled her hips to the music, before a knock at the door made her twirl to a stop.

She bounced over, pulling it open. 'Chloe, hey,' she smiled, a slight frown on her face at why the blonde would be here and how she knew where to find her.

'Hey,' Chloe smiled back. 'I don't 'ave long. I just wanted to nip round and see if you wanted a drink tonight?'

'I don't really drink…'

'Tea or coffee would be fine,' waved off Chloe. 'Just a chance for us to get to really know each other, you know? A little girlie time.' Tegan paused for a moment, before smiling.

'Okay, why not. How about we have coffee here?'

'That would be great. What time are you free?' she asked eagerly.

'Around seven?' Chloe nodded.

'See you at seven!' she beamed, before flouncing away from the door in her puffy blue jacket, handbag swinging from her arm. Tegan shook her head with a smile, before shutting the door.

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'You're 'aving drinks with 'er?' frowned Pete, before shaking his head. 'Do you really think that's sensible?'

'Look, a small drink never hurt anyone,' Tegan replied, glancing behind her to look at her boyfriend. 'Don't look at me like that, Pete,' she sighed. 'Chloe seems nice and it's just an innocent little get together. What could go wrong?'

Pete frowned, before shrugging. 'I just 'ave a bad feeling about it, that's all.' Tegan laughed, coming over to wrap her arms around his waist.

'It'll be for one night. I promise.' She leaned up to kiss him, sighing against his lips. 'I love you, but you worry too much.'

'Can I help it? She's been stalking us for the past couple of weeks.' Tegan pulled away with a laugh.

'Stalking? C'mon, trust me. She's harmless.'

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'So, how did you and Pete meet?' asked Chloe, mug in her hands. Her nails were long and painted yellow, an interested look on her face.

'I met him this September,' Tegan replied, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. 'I came as a new teacher at the school where he works and we sort of hit it off.'

'Me and Pete met last year,' Chloe smiled. 'Oh, he was such a nice guy… We met at a party. I heard about it on Facebook and went down with a couple of friends… I wasn't too sure, you know. It could 'ave been anyone's house, but I went along anyway. We just hit it off, too.' She beamed. Her eyes were big, holding Tegan's gaze. 'You're Welsh,' she stated after a moment.

'Yes,' Tegan laughed. 'I grew up in Waunlywd,' she replied.

'Where?' Chloe creased her pretty features in a frown.

'Waunlywd, in South East Wales. Have you ever been there?'

'I've never left London,' Chloe replied, picking at her nails for a moment. 'Are you going back there soon?'

'No, I was hoping to stay here.'

'Oh. Well, I'm sure it won't be long before you start to get homesick and then you'll go back. It's okay; I'll look after Pete for you.'

Tegan paused, getting the idea that Chloe couldn't wait for her to be out of the picture.

'Do you like football? Pete used to always rave about it.'

'I'm more of a rugby girl myself,' Tegan replied, finishing her coffee.

'Rugby? Bit rough, ain't it?' Chloe said, wrinkling her nose as she looked up.

'It can be,' Tegan replied.

'What team do you like of Rugby then?'

'The Ospreys… That's my regional clu-'

'I'm West Ham all the way. Pete got me into West Ham and I've loved it ever since. I totally went with Pete to every match when we were dating.' Chloe met her look dead on. 'Has he taken you yet?'

'No… he hasn't,' she replied, frowning.

'I think he only takes those who are special to him,' she continued, looking back at her nails in a disinterested manner. 'The girls he knows he'll be with for a while…' Chloe trailed off, before looking. 'Do you want me to get you another coffee?'

Tegan nodded, handing her the cup; anything to get her away, even if it was for a couple of minutes. Chloe slid off the sofa and disappeared into the small kitchen.

Was it true that Pete only took the special girls? Tegan felt her stomach twist uncomfortably, though the sane side of her brain was there to help her. Of course, he'll take you sometime. It's only been a month. There's loads of time… Don't rush it.

Tegan sighed, before smiling. She remembered Pete's earlier words. If she starts to become a handful, text me. I'll be round there like a fucking shot.

Quickly pulling out her mobile, she sent Pete a quick text. Come round & think of an excuse to get her out.

'Sugar?' called Chloe from the kitchen as Tegan sent the text.

'Two, please,' she replied pocketing her mobile. Chloe moved, standing still in the doorway as she stared at her.

It was a moment before Tegan realized there was a knife clenched in her hand. She frowned, getting slowly off the sofa.

'You don't need a knife to make coffee,' she said. 'If you want a spoon…'

'I think it's time you were gone.'

'Gone?' stuttered Tegan. 'Gone where? I live here.'

'I mean gone. Dead. I think it's time you leave me and Pete alone.' Chloe stepped forward and Tegan almost fell over the coffee table in her attempt to get away quickly. As Chloe advanced, she held up her hands.

'Look, I'm sure there's a better way to settle this,' she babbled desperately. 'I'll just pack my bags. How about that? Come on, put the knife down. Jesus, are you crazy?!'

'I'm not crazy!' Chloe screeched; Tegan had hit a nerve. 'I just don't see why he chose you over me. YOU! Look at you!' she scoffed. 'Why? I'm much more better looking and you are nothing!'

Chloe swung the knife up, and Tegan put up her arms to defend herself. She heard the door crash open and wetness dripping down her arm.

'No!' She heard Pete yell and there was a crash as he pushed Chloe away. She fell into the TV with a cry. He wrestled the knife off her, as Tegan sunk to the floor.

She cradled her arm to her chest, blood seeping through her jumper; it stung now, but didn't hurt like she'd imagined it would.

More of a throb. Maybe it wasn't that deep.

But, all she could think was 'I hope it's not an artery. Please, don't be a fucking artery.'

Chloe got to her feet, blood dripping down her face from the cut on her forehead off the glass off the TV.

She groaned, dropping the knife as she watched Pete go to Tegan. 'Why her? Why not me? I gave you sex!' she screamed, pulling off her shoe and chucking it at him. 'I fucking loved you and you threw it in my face.'

'Oh, fuck off, Chloe,' he said, face full of hatred as he glared at her. 'Get out of 'ere, before I do something I regret.'

Chloe swayed on the spot for a moment, before looking around. She spotted a car key hanging from a hook and grabbed it, before leaving the house. Staggering to Tegan's car, she unlocked it and climbed it.

She drove like a madwoman, vision blurred with tears, the sounds of angry drivers honking their horns oblivious to her.

She swerved a car and put her foot on the acceleration as she sped towards the bridge.

No one could do anything as they watched in horror as the car smashed through the wall and into the icy river below.

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Ah, Chloe is just lovely, isn't she? xD Review!