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Turn Around

Distribution: I don't own the characters from Cruel Intentions, I just borrow them.

Rating: R

Summary: Sebastian had given up his wicked ways when he falls for Annette but she soon breaks his heart. However Kathryn Mertieul is about to walk into his life. A little blackmail, sex, and possibly love is about to occur. Sebastian's POV

Timeline: In this story Sebastian met Annette before Kathryn.

Authors Notes: Since Fanfic.net has been down I am posting this on groups and my web site so let me know what you think and if I should continue it.

Chapter 1: Out With the Old, In With the New

My name is Sebastian Valmont and it has come to my attention that I am a pussy. Now this wasn't always the case but somehow in the past couple of months my life has turned around. Some might say for the better but I beg to differ. I mean I might of been a rotten son of a bitch but at least I wasn't walking around with this aching feeling in my stomach. This feeling and the reason my life has fallen to shit can be traced back to one person. Her. I can't even say her name.

You see up until a couple of months ago my life was perfect. Well maybe not perfect but I thought I was pretty content. I had everything an eighteen year old guy could want. Looks, more money than I knew what to do with, a fabulous car, and most importantly the god given ability to have any girl I wanted. While most guys my age excel at sports, academics whatever I excelled at the seduction of women. With a few well chosen words and a little charm I could get just about any girl into bed and I often did. By the time I was sixteen I had already made my way through the whole New York City debutante circle. From there I moved on to other challenges. Smarter girls, older women and as you can imagine this gave me quite the reputation. I was loved, feared and hated and I couldn't have been more happy.

Or so I thought. See I was always looking for that ultimate challenge. Although I loved the thrill of the hunt it was starting to get boring. One girl after the other was starting to get a little monotonous. I mean it wasn't like I wanted to settle down and get married or any of that garbage. No I was just looking for that certain girl that one no one could get. In my mind she would be beautiful, smart, charming, sexy, and someone who I could call my equal but I just couldn't find her.

It happened the summer before my senior year. Usually I go away during the summer but my father decided to punish me for posting those nude photographs of my therapists daughter on the Internet. I thought it was quite funny actually but he said he had enough so while he was off sunning himself in the Bahamas I was to spend a better part of the summer at my Aunt Helen's in the Hamptons. Now it wasn't that I hated the old women but spending my summer with a geriatric was not my idea of fun. However I was left with little choice so off I went.

As it so happened I was not the only one spending the summer with good old aunt Helen. My oh so prestigious school Manchester Prep was getting a new head master on the count of the other one was being indicted for embezzlement. Anyway my aunt is a big supporter of the school so she volunteered to let the new headmasters daughter stay at her huge estate while daddy sold the farm back in Kansas. When I heard about my new house mate I decided to do a little digging which is when I came across the article. In some teen magazine it seemed she was proclaiming her purity to the entire nation. As you can imagine this was just too good to pass up.

Annette Hardgrove. Well I can't say it was exactly love at first site. It wasn't that she wasn't beautiful she was. It was just that are personalities couldn't have been more different. I put on my best charming bad boy act thinking it would send her on her knees in minutes but I was completely wrong. Annette saw right through my act (it didn't help that someone was filling her head with all this bullshit about me) and didn't even want to be friends. However I persisted and like I said I always get what I want.

Realizing I couldn't pull the asshole routine I decided the nice guy approach was best. Slowly we became friends and somehow through it all I realized I wasn't acting anymore. I genuinely like Annette and not just because I wanted to get in her pants. She was different from all the air headed fuck toys I usually had. As we got closer I began to fall in love and realize that she was the girl I had been looking for. A month after we met we slept together and it had been fantastic, the best sexual encounter of my life. It was right then I vowed to give up my awful ways and devote myself to a committed relationship with Annette.

Frankly I didn't really think about what other people would think and I didn't care. To say everyone was shocked is a bit of an understatement. At first everyone including my own father thought it was an act or some kind of scam. No matter how many times I told them I loved her or how many times I turned down other women no one ever seemed to believe me. However it didn't matter. The only think I cared about was that Annette believed me and she did. We were completely happy.

Then it happened. Over Christmas break Annette got excepted to go on this trip overseas. It was to help starving orphans or something like that. Her father had set up the trip and I knew it was just some sort of way to break us up. The headmaster despised me namely because he had gotten an earful about my past from certain society members. He had arranged the trip himself saying it would help broaden her horizons. I tried to explain to Annette what he father was doing but she wasn't interested. So off she went for three weeks without me. I missed her like crazy but I was comforted by the fact that she would be back soon and that she loved me.

"I think we should take a break for awhile." I was shocked to say the least. As pretentious as it sounds I never thought Annette would be the one to break up with me. I mean I was the one after all who gave up everything to be with her however Annette saw it differently. "You gave up everything? Sebastian I gave you my virginity for crying out loud."

"Yeah I wonder how many guys you gave it to exactly." Yes it was a low blow but at that point I didn't really care.

"That's not fair!" She said as tears formed in her pretty eyes "I care about you Sebastian but-"

"You don't love me."

"Sebastian" she sighed as if this was hard for her "I just don't think were right for one another."

"Not right for each one another? I love you!"

"This isn't love it's infatuation. You told me yourself that I was the ultimate challenge for you Sebastian. That's not love."

Her holier that thou attitude was driving me nuts. "Don't tell me how I feel!" Suddenly something occurred to me. "Annette is there...is there someone else?" I saw it on her face immediately. This flicker of guilt as I said it told me that my worst fear was confirmed. "Jesus there is some isn't there? Who?"

"Sebastian...I..."

"Just tell me who your fucking behind my back!"

Once again she got angry "it's not like that. It's...we..."

I knew what she was trying to say and it was turning my stomach. Closing my eyes I finished for her "you love him."

"Y-yes...I do. His name is Patrick and he goes to Colum-"

"I don't care who he is! Christ you stand here telling me I don't love you only to make yourself feel better about dumping me so you can go fuck some loser." Staring at that face I use to adore all I felt was rage. I shook my head "I should of gotten rid of you after that first night."

She got up quickly and approached me. "You know I was hoping that we could be friends but I guess I was wrong. I do love Patrick and you know why? I trust him and that is something we never had. Good-bye Sebastian." And with that she was gone.

I honestly thought I could just get over Annette by screwing everything in sight but that didn't work. It didn't even make a dent. Every girl I met couldn't even compare to her which just made me more depressed. I wanted to forget her and all the supposed feelings I felt for her but that proved to be impossible. For starters we both attended the same school so I seemed to see her everyday even when I went out of my way to avoid her.

To top off my misery the news of my doomed relationship spread around town like a brush fire. It seemed it was all anyone could talk about. The great and powerful Sebastian Valmont was ruined thanks to some hick virgin from Kansas. I was a joke and everyone knew it.

My friends and family were of little comfort. When I told my father the reason for my surly mood he said "I didn't know you were seeing anyone Sebastian." That will tell you right there everything about my relationship with my father. To say his presence in my life is non existent would be an understatement. Truth be told I have never been close with either of my parents who divorced when I was eight when mom caught dad fucking some model who was barely twenty. He married the model for a couple of months before throwing her out on her bony ass and moving on to the next soon to be Mrs. Valmont. My mother meanwhile moved to Paris then L.A. then Palm Beach. I got shipped between the two of them until I decided I liked New York better then either of my parents.

Now don't get me wrong my father isn't a bad guy it's just he's never really taken an active interest in my life and frankly I like it that way. I knew I had introduced Annette to my father many times but I wasn't shocked he didn't remember her. Shaking my head at him as I poured a scotch I sighed "yes I had been seeing her since the summer. You met her...many times."

"Oh well I'm sorry to hear about it son but you'll meet someone else. Anyway" he said quickly changing the subject back to him "I have some news of my own."

"Can't wait" I told him sarcastically.

"Well it involves a special women I met while I was in France."

At this I looked over at him immediately "oh please don't tell me your getting married! I really can't handle a new step mother now."

He laughed "no we have no wedding plans yet. But who knows some day..."

I was more than a little relieved "just as long as that day is when I am no longer living here."

"Yes well she lives in Paris but she is moving to the city. She just bought the place across from us."

"Oh goody. So I take it she has money?"

This look appeared in my fathers eyes that told me what his real interest in this women was. "She's a Merteuil son. Were talking billions."

I smirked "so that's why your so interested in this women."

"Well yes her wealth is attractive but not half as nice as Tiffani."

"Her names Tiffani?" I asked appalled "good god."

"She is quite a women and incredible in bed. Infact-"

"Stop!" I warned shaking my head in disgust "I don't want to hear about you and your bed room adventures...ever."

"Fine I just thought you should know she will probably be around. Oh and she had a daughter your age who will be going to Manchester."

"Yippy" I sighed taking the last swing of my drink.

"I want to make it clear that you won't be pulling any of your stunts on her. She is a proper and well brought up young women and I won't have you ruining her."

I scoffed "you have nothing to worry about." And at the moment he didn't. The old me would have jumped at the news that this women had some pristine daughter that I could corrupt but not now. I couldn't think of any other girl besides Annette and I didn't see that changing any time soon.

The next day I hulled my ass back to school for another miserable day. School never held any interest for me before but at least I had a bevy of cute girls at my disposal. Only now I barley noticed and school seemed even more boring if that was possible. I snuck out of my last class early and was heading down the empty hall when one of the doors opened and out came Annette hand in hand with some tall dark haired guy.

Stopping dead in my tracts I knew right away that this was they guy. The guy who she choose over me. I watched in shocked silence as they stopped walking and began kissing passionately. I couldn't move, I couldn't breath I just watched them and thought I was going to become ill. Finally they pulled away and Annette looked past him to me. Her smile fell as our eyes locked. She told college boy she would meet him at the car and he left leaving us. I glared at her shaking my head as I walked past. "Sebastian" she called out to me.

"What!"

"I didn't mean to...I didn't want to hurt you."

"Yeah well it's a little too late for that. You better go he's waiting."

I got in my car and drove as fast as I could back to my fathers town house. I was filled with a mixture of hurt and anger the likes of which I had never felt before. I wanted to hurt her as much as she hurt me but at the same time I wanted her back more than anything in the world. I arrived home and got out of the car ignoring the cop telling me I couldn't park there and headed inside. I remembered what my father told me about meeting someone new. It was laughable I would never meet anyone who could even remotely compare to her, no one could touch...hello.

Ok maybe I spoke to soon or maybe it was just my hormones talking but as I walked into my living room there was the most delectable creature I had ever laid eyes on lounging on my couch. Stopping in my tracks all I could was gawk at her as she was lost in the book she was reading. Finally she looked over at me but only fleetingly. "You must be Sebastian" she said before returning her attention back to whatever she was reading.

I studied her before replying. She was tiny not any taller than 5'4 and weighing barely a hundred pounds but oh so exquisite. Dark silky hair framed her pretty face which featured flawless skin and bright green eyes. The girl was clad in a black sexy but not too revealing Armani suit that on any one else might look inappropriate but looked perfect on her. The suit allowed me just enough glance at her supple breasts and tan legs. Her feet were clad in a pair of black stiletto heels that were comfortably resting on the expensive plush pillows before her. Shaking myself from the trance I asked "and you are..."

Without looking up she ordered "get me a drink."

Given this was my house I wasn't really use to being order around by someone else and I wasn't about to be even if she was gorgeous. "Excuse me? Who the hell are you?"

She looked up at me with this little smile and purred "Mr. Valmont hasn't anyone ever told you that when a lady asks for something it's to be obeyed."

I smiled "I didn't realize I was dealing with one."

Now most girls would be immediately offended by a comment like this but as I thought this girl was different. Her smile only widened at my comment. "Get me a drink and I'll consider telling you who I am."

I nodded "fair enough." Turning around I proceeded to make the strongest drink possible to see what my mystery guests reaction would be. "So what are you reading? Anything interesting?"

I turned around to find her kneeling at the end of the couch so we were now at eye level also I had a perfect opportunity to look down her shirt. "Very" she replied as she took the drink. In one quick sip she downed the drink and didn't seem bothered in the least by how strong it was. I took a slow sip of my own drink and was about to ask her who she was when she spoke up. "You know I have to admit your not as pussy whipped as I would have thought."

At that I choked slightly on my drink which only made her laugh. "Excuse me?"

"I mean you checked me out a lot longer than I would have thought when you walked in and look at you now. Trying so desperately hard not to look down my shirt. It's almost...cute."

Cute? I was many things but cute wasn't one of them. I know she was mocking me and it filled me with a strong desire to hit her but I also found it incredibly attractive. "Who are you?"

"Kathryn Merteuil"

I'm not sure why but the name suited her. Not just because the Merteuil name meant money but she looked like a Kathryn in every sense of the word. I sighed "Merteuil your the girlfriends daughter."

"Yes and your new neighbor."

"Lucky me. So your worth billions huh? I guess you think that makes you pretty special."

Her eyes zeroed in on mine "I don't think I know."

I smiled "my aren't we confident."

She shrugged "yes. Though I suppose your use to your modest country girl, who has morals and believe in sex after marriage."

That pain that I have forgotten about since Kathryn arrived suddenly returns. I don't even think about how she knows about me and Annette. Why did she have to mention her? My smile falls and I glare coldly at her "don't."

Rather than getting the point and leaving the topic alone she smiles "ohh I see I hit a sore spot. Poor Sebastian fell in love with some hick so he tore off his balls and handed them to her. Too bad" she gave me a once over "you might have been fun."

My body is almost shaking I'm so angry that this girl who I don't even know is telling me what a loser I am. I step closer till my chest is almost touching hers "if I were you I would shut up right now. You don't know the first thing about me."

Kathryn didn't back down in fact just the opposite. "Really?" Suddenly her expression changed to a softer one and her voice lost the snarky tone "she was everything to me. My heart, my soul, everything. Without her I am completely lost and alone. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah."

Immediately those words came back to me because I wrote them (minus the blah's). There was only one place she could have possible have read them. In almost a shaky voice I ask "w-where did you hear that?"

"Oh Sebastian I didn't hear it." Her smile suddenly got wider as she held up a familiar leather bound book "I read it."

My journal! That bitch read my journal. I had never allowed anyone including Annette to read it and had spent a great deal of time making sure that no one would but some how this little witch had gotten her hands on it. If I wanted to kill her before I wanted to murder her now. Quickly I grabbed it out of her hands "where did you get this?"

Kathryn shrugged casually "it was just laying around."

I knew for a fact that it wasn't. "Like hell it was."

"Oh that's right it was in your desk" she smiled as she got off the couch and breezed past me to the bar. She smiled at me as she poured herself another drink "oh get over it Sebastian. It's not like I read anything in there that I couldn't have guessed within five minutes of meeting you. Trust me your life is hardly that interesting...if at all."

I was sick of this little game. It was time she knew her place and it wasn't treating me like some idiot playmate. Quickly I walked up to her, grabbed her arm and pushed it behind her back. Her eyes went wide in surprise but she hardly looked afraid. "Ok listen up I don't know who you think you are but no one, I don't care how important she thinks she is, fucks with me. Try it again little girl and see what happens."

To my shock she only laughed slightly and pushed herself into me. Her chest pressed against mine and she whispered in my ear "I had no idea you were into the rough stuff Valmont." She pulled away and smiled "maybe you aren't so boring after all." Before I could respond she quickly moved away from me and her expression once again changed only this time into something I hadn't seen before, innocence. "Mother there you are I was starting to worry."

I spun around as my father and his new friend walked into the room arm in arm. Right away I could tell what my father meant by Tiffani being more then just money. It was safe to say I knew where Kathryn got her good looks from but I could also tell just by looking at her that Tiffani was one hard ass bitch. From the dissatisfied once over she gave me I figured she most likely knew all about me from her society friends.

However my fathers new girlfriend wasn't what interested me. It was the sudden about face that Kathryn did. Gone was the cold confident girl who suggested sex with every word and movement she made. Standing in front of me was a sweet, soft spoken, but poised young women. The performance was astounding to say the least. "Oh Sebastian your home" my father pointed out the obvious. "I would like you to meet my new friend Tiffani Merteuil and her daughter Kathryn."

"Sebastian it's so nice to meet you your father has told me all about you" Tiffani said with a fake smile.

I could just imagine the crap my father was filling her head with. I returned the smile "like wise. It's nice to meet you." I made a point to glance at Kathryn "both of you." Kathryn just gave me this sickeningly sweet smile and nodded.

"Well we were just going to...my god Kathryn have you been drinking?" Tiffani asked looking past us to the bar.

I quickly looked to her darling daughter and smiled awaiting the downfall I knew was to come. However as I was quickly learning Kathryn always landed on her feet. "No of course not mother. You know I deplore alcohol. Sebastian made one and offered me some but I told him I was underage and didn't drink."

Fix me a drink and I'll tell you who I am. I fixed her with a cold glare but she ignored me by giving me this disappointed look. My father had this feared look in his eyes like he was afraid Tiffani might march her tight moneyed ass right out of here. I knew I had to fix this so I gave her my most charming smile and said "I'm sorry Ms. Merteuil I was just nervous around your daughter and I was trying to break the ice. I didn't mean any harm."

Now I really didn't take Tiffani as the stupid type so I knew she probably saw right through my act but she wasn't the type to make a scene. Plus I had the sneaking suspicion that she knew her daughter wasn't quite the angel she was pretending to be. "That's fine just try to avoid it in the future."

"Of course" I said giving her my best sorry expression.

"Mother do you mind if I head home? There are some things I need to take care of" Kathryn asked all sweetness and light.

"Yes darling I'll be along shortly."

Kathryn nodded "it was so nice to meet you Mr. Valmont."

"Please call me Edward"

"Ok" she turned to me and gave me a small smile "it was nice to meet you Sebastian. I'll see you at school."

I looked her in the eye trying to see that girl I had just met a few minutes ago but she did a good job of hiding her "you too." As Kathryn left I noticed my father check out her ass and I rolled my eyes in disgust. However that was nothing compared to when him and Tiffani practically started making out right in front of me. Realizing I had enough I quickly headed out of the room with neither of them seeming to notice. I was heading to the study when I looked out the bay window and spotted Kathryn outside lighting a cigarette. I should of kept walking but I couldn't help myself.

I headed outside and as I approached her I began to clap. She spun around but relaxed when she saw it was me and fixed me with that confident stare. "Well done that was quite the performance."

Kathryn smirked taking a drag off the cigarette "thank you."

"Although I don't really see the point"

"A girls reputation is all she has Sebastian you should know that."

"What do you mean?"

She put out her cigarette "well didn't you at one time take pride in your reputation? I mean before you let it go to shit."

There it was again that annoying arrogant attitude. "Oh I forgot you know all about me."

Her smile broadened "I know enough and the thing is part of me sees you might still have a little potential."

I was curious "potential for what?"

Looking me straight in the eye Kathryn slowly approached me letting her hand glide down my chest until it rested on my crotch. I was more than slightly taken aback by this but I wasn't about to complain. Her eyes never left mine as she massaged me right on the city street. Kathryn purred "for all kinds of things. However" all of a sudden she stopped rubbing gently and instead grabbed hold of me with vice like strength. The smile never left her face as she squeezed and whispered in my ear "if you ever touch me again without my permission I'm going to cut off your balls and serve them to the neighbors dogs for breakfast. Understand?"

I dully nodded barely able to speak through the pain. Finally she let go and I once again had to control the urge to smack her. "You have issues you know that?"

"Don't we all" she scoffed. "Put some ice on it and it will be fine. I doubt I'm the first girl to do it to you or the last for that matter."

"Ever the bitch."

Kathryn smiled and slipped on a pair of black sunglasses "it really was nice to meet you Sebastian. I'll see you around."

Sighing I said "I have a feeling you will. Good bye Kathryn."

As I went back into my place Tiffani was exiting and heading towards her daughter. I went to my room and lit up a cigarette as I walked out on to the balcony. From there I had a perfect view of Kathryn's new home. I thought about her and I couldn't help but smirk for some reason. For all intents and purposes I should hate the bitch but I found I was more intrigued than anything else. I wanted to know everything about her so there was just one man to call.

-to be continued (Please Review)

Turn Around

Summary: Sebastian goes to Blain for information on Kathryn.

Chapter 2: Digging Up Dirt

The following day I decided to visit an old friend for some answers. Ever since our meeting my thoughts seemed occupied by Kathryn Merteuil. At first I was grateful not to be thinking or obsessing about Annette and our doomed relationship. However as I awoke that morning I still couldn't stop thinking about Kathryn.

Standing out of my balcony, that faced the Merteuil home I drank my morning coffee wondering what Kathryn was up to. I figured she was probably still in bed sleeping the morning away but as I looked up the street I noticed she jogging towards the house. She looked cute dressed in black pants and a matching jogging bra with her dark hair pilled into a pony tail. In a million years I would never have pictured her as a runner but then again I reminded myself I barely knew her. As she approached her house she turned her head around and looked up at my place. When her eyes landed on me a slow smile came across her pretty face. Kathryn then blew me a kiss them disappeared into her house. Shaking my head I realized I needed answers today.

I had known Blain Tuttle all of my life or at least it seemed like it. You know that kid you grew up with who was a little different from everyone else? The kid who did things his own way and therefore people were drawn to him? Well that was Blain. Although he was two years older than me I felt as if I had grown up with him. We were never in the same classes but everyone knew Blain he had made sure of it. Then again in New York society an openly gay drug dealer is hard to miss.

We didn't actually become friends until high school. Following my freshman year my reputation began to grow and I began hanging out with the older kids. However I never really opened myself up to having a best friend and I guess Blain was the same way. For some reason we found common ground here and we became good friends (it also helped that Blain had the best weed in town). I suppose our friendship looked strange to most people given I was as straight as they came and Blain being gay yet we found we had more than enough in common. We both saw high school for the bullshit it was.

I went to Blain that afternoon because I knew if anyone could help me he could. Blain who had his own penthouse not far from me came from money like most Manchester students. However as soon as he turned eighteen his divorced father threw him out of the house. Not because he was gay, which at this point was considered in, but because Blain refused to work at his fathers company. He accused him of being lazy and all that so Blain took his trust fund and left. As for work he found that his school extra curricular activities, namely drug dealing, could be put to good use. He now one of the top suppliers to the Upper East side. This coupled with the money he got for doing 'favors' as he put it, supplied him with a comfortable life style.

"Valmont to what do I owe this honor?" Blain turned around to greet me after one of his maids let me in. Sitting in the living room surrounded by boxes filled with enough illegal merchandise to put both of us in jail for the rest of our lives, it occurred to me I hadn't seen Blain in awhile. This was namely because Annette had disapproved of him and his habits. Also she never said it but I think his sexuality bugged her more than a little bit.

"Blain I need some information."

"Oh?" Looking at me he sighed "this isn't about that little girlfriend of yours is it?" It was safe to say that Blaine wasn't a fan of Annette or our relationship.

"No, no it has nothing to do with her. Do you know Kathryn Merteuil?"

Blain stopped sorting through the box in front of him and seemed to think about it a moment. "Merteuil? The name sounds familiar. Why new conquest?"

As strange at it sounded this was the first time I had thought of Kathryn as a conquest. Why was I so interested in her if I didn't want to sleep with her? Did I want to fuck her? Shaking the thought away I said "no my father's dating her mother. I met her the other day and I was just curious what her deal was."

Blain gave me this knowing look "right. Well I suppose I could look into her for you. What exactly do you want to know?"

Taking a seat across from him I said "anything you can get I guess." Recalling how the bitch found and read my journal I emphasized "as much dirt as possible would be good."

Blain gave me a curious stare "who is this girl?"

"That's what I want to find out" I told him standing up.

"Ok well it will be the usual price."

"Oh and here I thought we were friends" I told him sarcastically.

"Sadly I like cash better Valmont. That is of course unless you would like to make it up to me some other way..."

I knew what Blain was hinting at and this was hardly the first time. Rolling my eyes I pulled out some sizable cash and handed it to him. "I'll give you the rest when I get what I want. See ya Blain."

"Nice doing business with you Sebastian." As I turned to leave he called out "hey Sebastian. It's good to see you out around the living again. Maybe the old you is staring to return."

"Yeah, yeah" I told him as I left.

The following day as I was heading to school I still had yet to hear anything from Blain. I left him two messages on his voice mail telling him to call me back but so far nothing. As I arrived at school and started for my first class I realized this was the first time I had come to school without the feeling of dread that I would run into Annette.

However this confident feelings fell away when I noticed Annette down the hall. Immediately I stopped walking in her direction and watched her as she talked to some friends. Soon the group parted and Annette was left talking with just one girl. My mouth nearly fell open when I saw who it was. Dressed in the school uniform was Kathryn chatting happily with my ex girlfriend.

What in god's name is she up to I wondered as I watched them. Kathryn eventually broke eye contact with Annette and looked over in my direction. When Annette's back was turned her lips curled into a wicked smile and she gave me a small wave. Realizing she was taunting me for some reason I decided to put an end to it.

I marched down the hall and came up next to the two girl's. Annette whirled around at my presence and her eyes went large in surprise. "Sebastian" she said but it came out as a question.

"Hey Annette" I said as calmly as possible.

"Umm hi Sebastian" she said somewhat flustered "Th-this is Kathryn Merteuil. She just moved here from-"

"Oh we've met" I turned my attention to Kathryn who only smiled sweetly at me.

Annette looked taken aback by this. "Really where?"

"Sebastian's father is seeing my mother. We just moved in across the street from the Valmont's."

Looking between the two of us I could tell she didn't know what to say. "Wow small world. Sebastian and I...we..."

"Use to go out until she dumped me for some college loser" I finished for her.

A flicker of hurt crossed her face "nice, that's real nice Sebastian. Way to be mature."

Call it immaturity but I just wanted to show her, both of them actually that my balls were still firmly in check. "Oh don't worry Kathryn knows all about it. In fact I'm betting there's very little she doesn't know."

Kathryn gave me an icy glare "meaning?"

I smiled pleasantly "oh nothing just making conversation."

"Don't pay any attention to him Kathryn. Sebastian lives to hurt other people. It was one of the things we could never see eye to eye on."
I touched my chest as if she hurt me. "Ouch were in a mood today."

Annette shook her head at me then gave Kathryn a small smile "it was nice to meet you Kathryn. Why don't we meet up later for lunch."

"Sure I would like that."

Kathryn and I watched as Annette headed down the hall. When she was out of earshot Kathryn began to laugh "jesus that's what turned you into a pussy whipped loser? I think I just lost any respect I might of had for you Valmont." That was it. I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her into the empty classroom behind us. "What the hell are you doing!"

"We have to have a little chat" I told her as I pushed her roughly up against the door.

"What did I tell you about touching me? Are you really that stupid?" She struggled as I held on tight.

"What the hell do you think your doing making best friends with Annette?"

She looked up at me and smiled "what ever do you mean?"

I squeezed harder "my life isn't some little game you can use to amuse yourself with."

"Let go of me before I scream. I'm sure the headmaster would just love to throw your ass out of this school after you took his darling daughters virginity."

Looking into her eyes I knew she wouldn't hesitate to do it and as much as I hated to admit it she was right. Hardgrove would use anything as an excuse to throw me out of Manchester. I let her go and as she rubbed her arms I realized I might have actually hurt her. "Sorry I didn't mean to-"

Before I could finish Kathryn swiftly kicked me in the balls. "Ahh fuck!!" I screamed as I fell back against some desks.

Kathryn looked down at me shaking her head "I told you never to touch me without my permission asshole. Learn to listen."

"I said I was sorry! Christ your the one who's screwing with me and you kick me in the balls?"

"Quite giving me a reason to" she hissed.

As I began to recover I stood up and glared at my opponent "what the fuck does that mean?"

Tilting her head she asked "how much is information on me worth exactly?"

At first I didn't get it then I quickly remembered my deal with Blaine. I couldn't believe that asshole would sell me out! "Blain" I sighed shaking my head.

"Your friend can be quite cooperative given the right incentive" she smirked.

I'll bet. "Yeah I'm sure your money can buy you just about anything."

Kathryn's smile broadened and she arched her eyebrows "who said anything about money?"

At that I almost laughed. I guess the little princess couldn't figure out the subtle hints of Blain's sexuality. "Well the only other payment Blain excepts is sexual favors and I hate to tell baby but your not exactly his type."

"Oh you think so?" She asked confidently

Shaking my head at her I nearly yelled "he's gay."

The smile never fell "could of fooled me. However that's not the point. The point is if you want me to stay out of your pathetic excuse for a life stay out of mine."

"Fine! And my life is not pathetic!"

"Well how else would you describe someone obsessing over a girl who never loved them in the first place?"

Taking a step closer to her I hissed "shut up you don't know what your talking about."

"Well I know I just met the girl and I can tell you the type of guy she'll end up with. News flash it isn't you." I wanted to tell her how wrong she was and to go to hell but the thing of it was I knew she was right. We stared at each other hard for a moment before she asked "what no witty comeback? How disappointing."

"Blow me" I told her coldly desperate for her not to find out how close to home she hit.

Kathryn smirked as she gave me a once over "not in this lifetime. See ya around Sebastian."

After she left I was so angry I wanted to hit something or someone. Who the hell did she think she was talking to me as if she knew me? Well she didn't and she never would. Instead of going back to class I decided to find the guy she might be able to give me some answers.

A half an hour later I was banging on Blain's door. One of the maids answered and I stormed past her into the living room. Blain was relaxing on the couch, smoking weed and watching some movie. He sat up as I walked in "Valmont isn't it a little early to be-"

"What the fuck did you tell her and how much did she pay you?" I was in no mood for pleasantries. I was sick of being jerked around.

"Who?"

"Kathryn Merteuil" I told him slowly. "I know she came by after I left. What did she want?"

Blaine smiled as I mentioned her name "oh yes Kathryn. That girls something all right."

"You have no idea" I grumbled.

"She came over last night for some merchandise and information."

"On what?"

"You. That must have been one hell of a first meeting you two had. She was willing to pay me enough to cover my rent for the next year. However I told her that it wouldn't be very ethical given our friendship and all."

This worried me namely because I knew Blain's ethics were non existent. "What did she say?"

"Who gives a fuck or something to that extent. I'm telling you that girl is quite persistent but I didn't take a dime Valmont."

At this I let out a sigh of relief as I collapsed into the chair next to Blain. "Good that's very good." Recalling my previous encounter with Kathryn I began to laugh "you know she actually was trying to make me believe that you guy's fucked or something. I mean you would never" looking over at Blain I stopped laughing when I saw the guilty expression on his face. "Oh no tell me you didn't fuck her!"

"No of course not. Well...not exactly. You see it was late, and I had been smoking, and she is very persuasive..."

"You did fuck her! Unbelievable!"

"I did not fuck her" he said all indigent. "She only..."

"Blew you" I finished for him. "Jesus Christ your gay how persuasive can she be?"

"Very"

"Well that's just wonderful" I sighed trying to wrap my head around this.

After a minute Blain said "well aren't you going to ask me?"

Giving him a small smile I asked "how was she?"

"Well I'll tell you this much, had she been here five more minutes I would have fucked her."

"Swallow?"

"Of course. Anyway I did manage to get this before she arrived. Thought you might find it interesting" he told me as he tossed a vanilla envelop my way.

As I flipped through it I noticed it contained school transcripts, articles on the Merteuil family, and photos. "Is this it?"

"Well on paper it appears our girl is the perfect well bread debutante. However we both know that is hardly the case."

"Yeah" I sighed "but I was hoping for details."

Blain lit another joint and leaned back "actually I have this friend who went to school with her. He told me there was this rumor, that only a few were privileged to, that Kathryn was fucking the headmaster at her last school."

I looked up and smirked "interesting."

"Even more so, she was dating his son at the time."

"Well I figured she screwed around. Anything else?"

"Flip to the back" I did as he instructed and came across what looked to be patient forms that were in French. "It appears Kathryn collapsed a few months ago and was rushed to the hospital."

"So?"

"According to the doctors report it was caused by dehydration and stress. However I have a feeling it had more to do with her little habit than anything else."

I remembered Blain said something about merchandise earlier "weed?"

"No coke. I sold her some last night. Now that she did pay for."

My eyes widened at this "now that's interesting."

"Yes she keeps it in that cross she wears around her neck."

Quickly I got up and handed Blain a wad of cash "thanks Blain you just helped me immensely."

As I was heading out he asked "what are you going to do?"

"It's time Ms. Merteuil met the real Sebastian Valmont."

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