Four Little Miss Nothings
Copyright WillowSuzzaGleeee
A/N:
Rikki's POV:
I walked down the dark alley. The full moon still hovered in the nighttime sky casting it's bright glare on the ocean's relaxed waves. All of tonight's events were seething in me, boiling up inside, threatening to turn my life in shreds. I hated it. I hated this large secret I was being forced to keep.
Why had I ever done that? It was that one night, the night that was now causing my whole life to be threatened. And now I had to pay, for everything. I shivered just in thought.
Then that someone texted me, while I was shivering in the dark.
UR LATE. GET HERE NOW OR I THINK U KNOW WHAT MIGHT HAPPEN.
I sighed. This was my punishment. My terrible icky punishment.
But Cleo almost killing herself was not part of the plan. The Moon was screwing things up, and the fact that those two initials were carved there, giving Cleo a reason to wonder why B and why C was terrible. I myself, had no fucking idea what those two letters meant. I was just doing what I had to do.
So Bella wouldn't ever find out… Because she couldn't. She could never know what Will and I had done that night….that lonely night, where I was desperate, where I was drunk, where I was sad, the night I had hooked up with my best friend's boyfriend.
Perhaps, after seeing Zane and Sophie sucking tongues, I had a right to randomly hook up with a random cute guy. But not Will.
We had always been such great friends after he came to terms with knowing we were mermaids. But that night, he had comforted me, made me feel like I was still great; amazing even.
Then that one solid kiss. It just happened, hadn't it? My lips touched his for just a moment, and an awed expression appeared on his eyes, but curious, curious for what we could be, if only we allowed it.
Then all I had known was the sudden rush of exhilaration that enthralled me. He was holding me, like no one ever had before; not even Zane. Our kisses went in and out, trading spit; our tongues floating upon each other. A warm feeling of pleasantness passing through me. And then for some terrible reason; we did it.
We made love into the night. And when we woke up, it was morning again. Not just morning, but reality. We both promised we would never tell an utter soul about what had happened.
We didn't know that someone already knew. And she was angry. Angry for as hell for revenge.
I don't even know why I had had sex with him. A kiss should have been enough. But I had somehow ended up bawling his clothes in my hands and throwing them across the room. I had been a virgin. Why did I have such a sexual desire for my best friend's boyfriend, and not my own? I had loved Zane. Sometimes for a split moment I still do. I find an urge to touch him, and laugh at him, and hear him whisper sweet nothings into my ear. But that's over.
I shuddered, looking back at my phone. I stood there for a moment wondering if it was really worth all this just so Bella wouldn't know. But I knew. Bella loved Will. Will loved Bella. I was just the curious one-night hook up. The hook-up that if Bella knew about, she would kill me. She would be betrayed.
I tightened my grip on my black purse. I was wearing a short zebra print mini-dress. My face probably red from crying, and my hair tangled from being a mess. But I went off into the night.
It was strange. That Zane hadn't heard a thing at his Café, he still strangely had named after me. On certain nights, he had these huge parties, with alcohol, strippers, and a lot of shit going down.
Maybe sometimes I felt a little guilty. Zane had changed so much from the time I was with him to now. Sure, we were now grown ups, so we should we able to drink and watch porn if we wanted to (not that sometimes we didn't do that when teenagers. Come on this is the twenty-first century). But, seriously, strippers? What the fuck had happened to the Zane I once knew and loved?
My phone beeped again.
BTW: WE'RE MEETING BY UR LITTLE CAFÉ!
I groaned. Just as I was thinking about that.
I turned and ran off into the night. Somehow I arrived, sitting on one of the outdoor tables, tapping my finger on the chair. Why did I always have to wait for her to arrive?
Suddenly I heard a hushed giggle. "Oh, always the same aloof, discrete, Rikki, isn't it? I knew I never liked you. I just never would have guessed you would be such a slut in the future."
I grumbled. I had so many insults zigzagging through my head for this bitch I wanted to scream. I just remained quiet.
"So, do you have what I want?" I nodded. I reached in my purse and took out Cleo's silver locket. I would never tell this insane person that our lockets didn't resemble anything anymore; only a friendship long within the past.
"And what about these new crystals you seem to be commercializing?" Shit.
"You didn't ask for them." I say stubbornly, crossing my arms.
The girl in all black rolled her eyes. "Rikki, when I ask you to do something I expect your task to be done and excelled, not barely the limit. I have already helped you enough without including you in my revenge."
"Revenge? What are you going to do? I thought stealing stuff, and ordering me around would be enough."
"Oh, Rikki, you are much naiver than you look. Bossing you around doesn't give me any satisfaction. I have plans much bigger and higher than you. But…since you seem so content in helping me, you might not get delt in the battle. But if you are so judging of my simple need for revenge then…"
"Fine. What do you need?"
"I want Lewis to come here. And I think you know what I want with him." I gulped. She was sick. Sick and disturbed. That didn't mean she couldn't destroy my life.
I wanted to tell her that Lewis could never come; that his school was too important, but I knew he was coming to visit Cleo. I sighed in annoyance.
"Fine. But listen to me; your revenge does not have anything to do with Cleo, you hear? You can fuck with Lewis all you want, if he even lets you; but you can not do anything to Cleo. She's already too confused."
"Rikki, since when do you give me the orders? I will do whatever I see fit. You gave me that right a long time ago." She crossed her eyes and smiled. Eerily.
"And Lewis will be mine. And your little friend…well, she, she can just rot in Hell." Anger struck me.
"What the fuck is wrong with you? This happened three years ago! Lewis will never love you, and even if he would, it would never be the way he loves Cleo! Cleo is always going to be better than you. And Lewis is always going to pick her."
Silence filled the night. Until she started laughing. Terrible laugher throbbed in my ears.
"Aw, that is cute. You have such faith in your best friend's relationship with her boyfriend." Then she went quiet. "I happen to know Lewis has been a bit lonely, in that Big City College of his. Lots of hot girls. Many much better than Cleo." I squinted at her. I shook my head. Lewis, of all people, would never cheat. He's a science geek.
"And don't you wonder who Cleo's real first boyfriend was?" She said, then appeared to regret.
"It was Lewis." I answered automatically. The red-haired girl just smiled.
"Whatever you say, Rikki."
Then she grabbed the necklace and put it in her large bag that should not be even considered as a purse. I gasped when I saw the picture of Lewis and another girl. The girl's face, and hair, and outfit; all of it wasn't Cleo's. But the unredeemable eyes; they were x-ed out. Completely. She hated her.
"Since you have failed to bring me all of which I required for your task, I have a friend. A friend, I'm sure you know very well. My half-brother. He couldn't stop talking about how wonderful you were. I told him to shut up, but he just wouldn't until he got to see you again…and maybe a bit more. And, he also has friends." She giggled.
No. A plea of panic shifted through me. A month ago this bitch had made me give a blow job to her pathetic half brother of some sort. He was disgusting. I couldn't go through that again. I wouldn't.
A boy in a leather jacket and baggy shorts and a thuggish hat walked out from behind the bushes. I knew him. Had fucked him three times in that awful night. He smiled at me. In his left hand, he held a condom.
"I'm not giving your brother a shag." I said. Not again. This had nothing to do with her revenge; just about torturing me.
"Really?" Her amber eyes sliced within me. "I think you are. And since I could just tell everyone about your dirty little secret with your best friend's boyfriend. " My voice went weak. She couldn't hold this over me; not like this.
Not anymore.
"I don't care." I was shocked by my words. "Tell Bella, tell whoever you want. But without me you'll never be able to get revenge on who you want. Without me, you have no connections. Without me, your lost. So I would suggest, that you start listening to me for a moment."
She seemed shocked by my argument. But then, like no other; she smiled that dark evil smile.
"Rikki, you've already planned everything out. Now, not only could I tell everyone about your fling with Will, but now I can tell everyone about how you helped me; betrayed your other friend as well. Then the only friend you'd have left is your slutty best friend up in Paris. And she doesn't seem to want to talk to you anymore. You'd be all alone. I bet, not even Zane could look at you."
I gulped. Did she have a point? No! No! No! I was not going to do this… I didn't deserve this. Why did she have to blackmail me like this? Why was she so insane?
Why did Charlotte Watsford hate me so much? But I knew why. We had ruined her relationship with Lewis in her messed up mind; we had stripped away her mermaid powers, and we were the reason her mother shipped her off to a strict Boarding School. We were all her problems.
A tear slid down my face. I knew what I was going to have to do. I look at the terrible jack-ass smiling that perverted disturbed smile staring down at my boobs. I closed my eyes.
He took my arm and pulled me away from Charlotte, still clutching my purse carefully. But suddenly, it wasn't just Charlotte's brother touching me. I was surrounded by five guys. Five perverted disturbed guys. This was bad. This was really bad.
I heard glass break, and went in aghast when I saw a broken window into what used to be my own Café. This was Zane's. He would kill whoever-
I didn't have time to remember what I was thinking that moment. All I knew, was that the guys were pulling me into the Café. I felt someone kissing my neck, touching my boobs, and pulling the lower part of my body to them. I wanted to scream. I wanted to kick. I wanted to burn them like Hell. But I didn't. I just sat there and took it. This was my punishment for sleeping with Will. A punishment, I'd never be able to pay for.
A/N: WOW! My favorite character, of course. Anyways, when I watched H2O, I never really liked Wikki, but they could have totally got with each other if H2O wasn't such a kids show. Well anyways, hope you enjoyed. Soon, lots of couples might be introduced and you'll know who I'm shipping. Hope I'm not giving TOO many secrets away. Please review!
