myself

Title: Myself without You

Author: Max Tyler (a.k.a. Max452)

Email: [email protected]

Rating: R (for violence, language, and sexual scenes and references)

I hate her.

I hate Kathryn Merteuil so badly it�s a physical ache.

She took away my true love, the man I intended to be with for the rest of my life. Just because of some petty scheme. The game she was determined to win. At any costs. The cost was Sebastian�s life. I remember that terrible day. I�ll remember it for the rest of my life. Kathryn had told Ronald Clifford about Sebastian having slept with Cecile Caldwell. Ronald was pissed, came after Sebastian, and I ended up falling backwards into the street. A car was coming at me, so Sebastian�

Sebastian pushed me out of the way, so he was hit by the onrushing car. He died.

But I will have my revenge.

Sebastian left me his car and his most important possession. His diary. It had every detail of his life, including his bet with Kathryn that he could seduce me.

His falling in love with me.

His inability to go through with the bet.

But it also contained a fine prize. All of Kathryn�s dirty little secrets. How her precious little cross necklace held cocaine, which she was constantly snorting. How she manipulated everyone in school, twisted her words to suit whatever dirty little deed she wanted. Her slow, but steady ruin of the na�ve Cecile Caldwell.

So what did I do with all this treasure?

The sweet, innocent Annette Hargrove made copies of it, and handed it out to everyone at Manchester.

Oh how I enjoyed that. Watching the horror cross over Kathryn�s face as she realized what the papers were.

As everyone pointed and stared at her, clucking their tongues in shame and embarrassment.

Now I�m driving in Sebastian�s car, enjoying the view. Relieving the memories of when I went driving with him. It�s been almost a months since that fatal day, but I�m still not healing. It still hurts badly to even think of him, but I want to remember. These thoughts are bittersweet.

His cell phone rang, and without any hesitation at all, I picked it up, �Hello.�

�Annette?� it was Blaine Tuttle, Sebastian�s best friend.

�Yeah.�

�Where are you?� he asks

�I don�t know, just driving around.� I say tonelessly

�Well, come back here. I got some news.� he said excitedly

�What?� I ask, my voice still numb, nothing really excites me anymore

�Sebastian.� he says

�What about him.� I ask, a lump rising to my throat

�He�s still alive.� Blaine says, a joyous note in his voice

�Annette?� he asks

But I don�t answer, I�m already turning around, heading for Blaine�s house.