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Whatever I want....(Silver117)

He splashed himself in the face with cold water in the restroom and looked in the mirror. The Jeckel/Hyde complex was getting the better of him. "Calm down Ben, you're still in controll. I still have those embarrassing moments of her. Don't thirst into your selfish lust. Just make her be more friendly," He talked to hemself. "Are you out of your fucking mind?!?" He deserves every second of humilation. She deserved to be raped, she deserved to to feel the shame of existance," his darker side said.

Shaking the thought out he got to class and sees Roxanne in her clothes. Without even looking at her posie, he goes to her. "You feeling oaky Roxanne?" he simply asked hoping she remembered lunch time.
 
Looking up at him she smiled to her classmate. She listened to her friends talking about random things. Whispering their thoughts about the guy that was asking if she was okay. She remembered what the Jester had told her and her smile faded a little. Looking to her books she thought quickly of what to say. "I'm doing fine Ben, thank you," she spoke calmly to him, looking around to see if anyone was more upset than the others. "Hey Ben, do you want to sit with me?" She asked motioning to the desk next to hers. Her friends gasping at her with shock.
 
He look around thinking she was talking to someone else. He soon sees half of the students gauking at him as the others seathing with hate towards him; espically the school quarterback. "I would love to," he smiles and sat beside her. The guilt of hiding his darker self from her settle in his heart as he looks at her. "Please, tell me what's wrong? I promise not to tell a single soul," he replied even though he knew what it was.
 
She looked to him again her body feeling a little more relaxed with him there. She wasn't sure why but she thought that he was sincere at wanting to help her out. Looking to him again she smiled resting her hand on his and nodded at him. "Come to my house after school and I will, I can't here there's to many people," she looked around the room. Smiling at her friends and the glaring Quarterback before turning her attention back on the teacher.
 
Ben nod his head at her agreeing to the terms. and continued to write his notes down. The bell rang ending the schoolday and he begins to pack up his things. He turns around and runs into the quterback who punches him in his left eye. He warns him not to see Roxanne and that she could do better than the likes of him. In an instant his darker half came out and tackled him to the ground. They both recieved detention for fighting and he sighed. Making sure no one was looking, traveled to her mansion a littled banged up.
 
Roxanne had prepared a snack of finger sandwich's for his visit today. She had taken a shower when she got home so her hair fell wet around her, the smell of her shampoo thick. Hearing the doorbell ring she placed a smile on her face before moving to open the door for Ben. "Hello....Ben what happened," she asked moving to him to look at his black eye. Her hand gently touching his face. "Come on I'll get you some ice," she took his hand and lead him into the kitchen giving him some ice. "The sandwich's are for you to eat so help yourself,"
 
"No worries, your number one fan did like my face so he tried to rearrange it," he chuckled and place the ice pack on his eye. "I'll be fine don't worry. I'm more worried about you. One day you acted like the queen and the next you were in fear of your life. Why is that?" he ask and took a bite. He swore to himself that no matter what happens, he'll never reveal his true self to her. Even though we wanted to so badly and would gladly take any punishment , even jail time.
 
She looked to him with confusion at what he had said trying to think about who he was talking about. "Oh you must mean Derek, he's been hinting at hooking up but I don't know," she smiled taking a sandwich she bit it before looking to him again. "Well it's a long story so sit back and relax," she sighed heavily wondering if she should tell him before looking away starting her tale. She told him almost everything, leaving out the part about what the pictures might hold on them. When she finished she looked to him with a sad face, waiting to see what he would say to her.
 
The guilt got worse for him. he sees her on the brink of crying, so he hugs and comforts her. I would never do anything that cruel. Sure I love taking pictures but I'll would never use my camera to harm people. I'll tell you what, I do my own investigation on the 'Chester the Jester' fellow and knock him down a peg," he said with a smile keeping his secret from her. He soon blushed and caressed her cheek trying to cheer her up. "I may be a photo nerd, but I do care" he whispered.
 
She rest her head on his chest glad to have some around that would help her. She gave him a smile before looking to him again listening to the help he offered. "Thank you," she stated, returning the hug only a little tighter and full of thanks. Pulling away from him she looked to him with a smile before looking down. "Would you like to watch a movie or something? I mean I feel like you've only listened to my problems, I think that you should at least enjoy the pleasures of being a friend to," she smiled looking to him with a slight happiness waiting for his answer.
 
He returns the hug as his face got redder. It was at that moment, much to his darker's sind rage, that he was in love with her. He shook that thought of know that she'll never feel the same way about him, espically if she finds out his true indenty. "Sure, a move would sound great. I finished all my homework while in detention. If you want I can help you with somethings you don't understand," he said as a kind gesture. As he pulls back from the hug, he whisper to her romanticly, "I'll always do anything to help my friends."
 
She frowned at hearing his detention statement but didn't do much more than just shake her head. "I'm sorry you had to go to detention, you've been sent there a lot on my behalf," she looked at him sadly. She didn't know why she felt guilty about him being sent to attention, sure the first time had been her fault but the others were his own. "Come on we can talk homework later. Right now, it's movie time," with that said she lead him down her stairs into her theater room. The room had been a gift from her father for her 16th birthday. The room was a cherry red that invoked the need to eat popcorn from the concession stand in the back left corner of the room. The chairs were customized theater chairs made of black leather and a golden R inscribed in everyone. They leaned back and allowed you to place your feet up if you really wanted, while Roxanne special chair vibrated for a back massage during the film. The screen to the room stretch the length of the wall and was only 30 ft smaller than a normal sized one. "So what do you feel like watching, name any movie and I'll pull it up on the lab top in the back," she explained to him moving to do just that.
 
Ben couldn't help but to let his mouth drop seeing the theater room. He had to clean his glasses just to make sure that he was in her home and not a movie theater. He took a few steps and looked around with his eyes gazing upon the area. I thought about her offer about any movie he wanted. He knew what movie he'd like to see but worried she might not like it. "Well, I'm into horror movies. It usually gives me a thrill. If you could can you play one, anyone is fine with me," he smiled. "Of coure if your not into it, then I'm fine with whatever you choose," he soon added.
 
Looking up from the lab top she smiled brightly at him. "No way, I love horror movies. There my personal favorite, although I do enjoy them only because I hope to find one that scares me one day," she smiled looking to the screen scanning over a few before picking one and pressing play, some trailers from the movie start to play."I hope you don't mind Paranormal," Moving to the concession she grabs a large bucket of popcorn moving over to sit in her chair. Patting the seat next to her, placing the popcorn on a stand between them so they could share. "Feel free to get a drink if you'd like," she reassured him looking at the screen waiting for the movie to start.
 
He was just fine without the drink and sits beside her. "I like Paranormal. I don't know how many times I've seen this," he chuckled. As the movies begins he couldn't looking at Roxanne. She was truely beautiful now that he got to know her. As he tries to get some popcorn, his hand accidently touches her hand. He blushed and gently caressed it. He was falling more and more for her.
 
Looking over to his hand she smiles at him seeing him rubbing her skin getting the butter on the back of her hand. Before she moves it to take some popcorn popping it into her mouth with delight. "Sorry you've seen it so many times, I've only seen it once myself," she smiled watching the possessed woman stand in the night. "You know I do actually need some homework help. But more for art class than anything else, if you don't mind helping me?" She asked looking at him.
 
He looked into her eyes and and completely forgot the movie. "I would be more than happy to. Would you mind if I called you Roxi?" he asked and smiled. He soon stands up and helps her up awaiting her to direct him to a place where he can help her with her studies.
 
Hearing the name she shakes a little at it, the remembrance of the Jester calling her that making her shake her head no. "He calls me that, I don't want to be called that," she said solemnly before moving to her bed. Moving to a chair she pulled out a canvas and looked to him with a smile. "What I need you to do is just stay there while I draw you a little and than I'll let you go...if you want that is," she smiled grabbing some of her tools for the project waiting for him to sit on the bed and pose.
 
"I see, while I'm posing, do you have anyother information about him?" he asked as if he doesnt. He sits at the edge of the bed and poses for her. As she draws, his mind were at odds with each other. One wanted to stop the maddness of tortuing her and confess his sins to her. While the other wanted to continued this sick and twisted game of pain and pleasure. "I hope this pose is okay," he said as he reads to book posing for her.
 
Looking up from her canvas she gave him a warm smile and a nod. "It's perfect, really shows you in the simplest of ways," she returned her gaze to the stroking pen. The black charcoal smearing over the white paper, her finger running along the edges to smudge and bring life to the drawing. Her mind began to think about his earlier question, she didn't really know what she should say. All Roxanne knew was that the man was vicious and cruel and somehow she'd felt she deserved the punishment. "I think I deserve it Ben, all the pain he gives me, I'm not a kind person and so much so that someone has snapped because of it."
 
"I'll admit that you have your...moments...I should know about that, hehe. But no one, not even you, desreves that kind of treatment. As they say, do onto others as others do to you. Whoever that bastard is, he's taking it one step too far. No one should ever " he tells her. He continue to pose for her and thought about his words. He was laughing in his mind thinks he would actually be nice to her now. "Anyways, it's just my opinion, but I thinks your 'posie' are prime suspects," he tells her formulating a new vicious plan for her.
 
She gave him a light laugh though her face held how sorry she truly was for seeking him out. She never meant to pick on anyone. It was only when they got in her way when her friends were ground did she need to be so cruel. Listening to Ben speak she gave him slight nods, her project almost done. Hearing his next statement made her hand stop it's progress, "You think so?" Roxanne had never thought that anyone in her group would do this to her, and no one that she could think of even matched the Jesters body type. Still there were some friends on the outskirts of the posse whom she really did bother to speak to. Her hand started to move again glancing to Ben, than back. "Who would you say did it?"
 
Ben closed his eyes trying to think of a good scapegoat. He already gotten this coles to winning her trust, so why should he stop now. "I'm not sure at the moment, but is usually someone how constany hits on you. Guys like that jest probbly hate the answer: no. Like that jock, Derrick, I fought today. I wouldn't be suprise if he's the one doing all the balckmailing," he said. He soon remembres how she said he looks. "He could be one of many who doing this ordieal, but like I said, I'm not quite sure."
 
Nodding at him she smiles to Ben before showing him the finished piece. It looked much like Ben did in his pose and she wouldn't never admit it but her passion was drawing. "What do you think?" she asked setting it so he could see before moving over to sit next to him on the bed. "I hope that he stops soon," she smiled to him. "I mean he hasn't texted me since the early afternoon so maybe he works now. He might be someone that goes to school part time or something," she tries to help figure out who it was. Her head looking down while she thought, her hair falling to one side of her should leaving the other bare so she could look at Ben.
 
Ben looks at her portrait of him and he begins to blush and smile. "Amazing Roxanne, you're an exceptional atrist. I know you'll get a A for sure," he complamented. Looking at it, he scoots a bit over unwaare he was close to her. When he turned his head, he notices how close he was to her. Litterly face to face his blushes even more. "I'll help you to stop that madman. No one, not even someone as beautiful as you, should be treated this way," he tells her. Unaware of it, his hand gently holds her hand and his other hans caresses her cheek.
 
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