Hallways Are Not a Place to Walk Alone
A/N: Hey guys! I'm so sorry I haven't been around in a long long time, and I'm not sure how well this is written because I'm out of practice, but I figured I'd right a 'dleted scene' type thing from School of Seduction, so here you have it. It will be a two-shot hopefully. Please review guys!
Melissa walked slowly down the halls of Treleau Academy, not really sure where she was going. What had she just seen? She knew what she saw, she just didn't want to believe it. She trusted them, all of them. Most of all, she had trusted him. And he had told her he hated Blaze. Everything about him. So if he hated Blaze so much, why had she just seen him, Ray, and Timmy talking to Blaze?
The redhead didn't know what she was doing or where she was going, she just let her feet lead her. She was hurt and she felt…betrayed. She subconsciously tugged the jacket covering her frame tighter around her before she squeezed her eyes shut to stop the tears. The jacket was Brandon's. The one he had given here because he hadn't wanted her to be uncomfortable. Yeah right, she thought bitterly. The memory of the first time he had removed the jacket came flooding back to her. It was the first night he, or anyone in general, had seen her. It was the night he had told her only his favorites got to see him. He had made her believe she was his favorite. So much for that.
As much as she wanted to believe to Blaze had somehow set Brandon up, she couldn't bring herself to do it. They had frolicked in bed three times after that, due to the deadline rules, and she had believed every word he said. Could he have really just…made them up? She shook her head woefully. Natalia and Alana, her old roommates, had warned her the first day here that number thirteen was a force to be reckoned with, scared of. But then, why hadn't she ever seen the violent side of Brandon?
Melissa was so lost in her own whirlwind of thoughts and emotions, she didn't realize her feet had led her to the back hallway, the route she took before she moved in with Brandon. She now realized how foolish she had been. As she walked, she failed to notice the small warning signs around her telling her to get the heck out of that hallway. She had never walked this hallway alone.
She heard a noise behind her and spun quickly, freezing. Her blue-violet eyes widened when they landed on a rather tall and strong-looking teenager, possibly a bit older than her seventeen years. And wow, did he look mean. She started to back away slowly, her hands up in front of her in a surrender position. Suddenly, her back hit another body and she froze immediately. She turned her head slowly and prayed what she saw was an illusion. She stared up into Blaze's cold, dark eyes, a scowl on his face. He looked nothing like he had that day he had sweet-talked her in the hallway.
She gulped, half-expecting Brandon to jump out of the darkness and pin her down. Quickly clearing her mind so she could focus on a way out of this, she attempted to back away from Blaze before remembering the other boy behind her. A smirk appeared on Blaze's face when she froze again at the realization.
Melissa let out an involuntary scream as Blaze lunged at her, succeeding in pulling her arms roughly behind her back and holding them in place by her wrists. She was breathing heavily now, trying to calm herself. She looked around wildly for any escape route, but her hopes were dashed when she spotted three more guys at every possible exit. She bowed her head in defeat as Blaze began to speak.
"Nice to see you, Red," he smirked again she shuddered involuntarily, unable to pull the jacket around her. "What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?" he taunted when she didn't respond.
Melissa looked up at him with a glare, debating on whether or not she should give him the satisfaction of an answer.
"Oh, I'm sorry, did you want to get more comfortable with us, sweetheart?" Blaze asked in a sickly sweet voice as he let of go of Melissa's arms, knowing she had nowhere to go. Melissa cocked her head, unsure of what he meant.
"What are you ta-" She was abruptly cut off when her jacket was ripped from her body and tossed off to the side of the hallway somewhere. Melissa let out another yelp and moved to cover her scantily clad body.
"Ah, ah ,ah," Blaze wagged his finger at her. "I warned you both the first day, you're a prize we should all see. No hiding or this will be even worse for you than its going to be." Melissa squeezed her eyes shut again as Blaze said this, now terrified of her peer and what he would do to her. Even though Brandon had lied to her, she doubted he had lied about Blaze.
"Baby, you're just standing there all tensed up, isn't she guys?" Blaze called to the others, getting a unanimous reply. "Why don't you take a little load off?" he said, circling her like a predator. Melissa gasped as he swept out a foot and knocked her legs out from under her, catching her by her wrists and dragging her over to the wall.
Melissa started to kick and struggle, knowing she didn't want to go wherever he was taking her. He halted near the wall and looked down at her before whispering menacingly in her ear.
"Hold still or I'll use one of my little toys on you right now, got it?" he growled. Melissa nodded frantically as he let go of her and she dropped to the ground. After a second or two of rummaging around a pile near them, he pulled an item from the stack and gripped one of Melissa's arms again. He fastened the lather cuffs around both her wrists before pulling back and tightening the other end around a pillar in the hallway.
"There, now you can't run anywhere on me while you squirm," Blaze started off cheerfully before his voice became menacingly low. "Yo, nobody's here now guys, feel free to watch the show," he called to his groupies.
"Why are you doing this to me?" Melissa whispered out as Blaze go down on his knees next to her.
"Revenge," was all Blaze said in response before continuing his little 'game.' "Ready to dance for me babe?" The ever-present smirk was still on his face. His hand moved toward her and once Melissa realized what he meant, she began struggling in vain against the bonds that held her hands back. She tried to kick out, but Blaze's own weight was holding her legs down and she could feel him on her thigh.
Blaze just chuckled at her attempt to overpower him and just like that, her bra had disappeared. A tear slid down Melissa's face as she slid his finger inside the waistband of her panties. Even though Brandon had lied to her, she had only wanted him to touch her like this, see her like this. Not this disgusting boy in front of her. She kicked out one last time before Blaze tugged her underwear down around her knees, completely exposing her at his mercy.
"You know," Blaze sat up on his knees and touched his knees, pretending to be deep in thought. "As much as I'd like to hear you scream in pain, I can't have anyone haring you now, can I?" With that, he pulled out a roll of duct tape and slapped a piece over her mouth.
Melissa whimpered as his hand traveled down her bare body, stopping in between her legs as he snickered.
"Aw, look who's already wet for me, the little slut," he laughed and Melissa cursed her body for responding to him at all.
The dark-haired boy leaned down until his head hovered just above her full breasts, aware of how hard her nipples already were as well. Melissa closed her eyes, hating what was happening as well as being terrified. She didn't want this. Without warning, Blaze plunged two fingers inside of her and let his mouth go to work on her breasts. Melissa subconsciously moaned out through the gag and she heard the chuckles and snickers from Blaze's posse behind her.
As Blaze worked on her lower half, he began thinking. She was so tight, it felt so good. He wondered how Brandon had ever thought of hiding her from all of them. Man, his rival must've had some good nights with her. Thinking about Brandon brought his train of thought to why hadn't she begged for him yet? Why hadn't she screamed to him for help? It just made Blaze feel even more triumphant that she didn't even think her precious boy toy could save her.
As he heard Melissa breathing speed up, he moved his head between her legs and added his tongue to the mix, tasting her juices in only a matter of seconds before sitting back up and looking her in the eyes.
"Enjoy level one?" he hissed with an evil glint in her eye. Streams of tears were sliding down her face and she was shaking her head wildly, thoroughly terrified. But then Blaze heard it.