wake up call -- kyle

[charlotte celeste prescott]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 10px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/w6MZf.png);] and now you've beat me at my own game Charlotte Prescott propped the side of her body up against the hallway wall as she waited for the lecture inside to finish. History was definitely not her subject and she'd dropped it the minute she graduated from highschool. Why bother remembering stuff about the past when the future was much more exciting? She didn't make a habit of hanging around lecture theatres that had nothing to do with her own education but she'd planned on meeting a friend for a quick catch up session and some brainstorming about an upcoming event. Besides, she may even get a glimpse of Kyle and that was never a bad thing. She wasn't in stalker mode of anything like that, Lottie was totally comfortably with the totally messed up relationship she was having with the hot professor. Everything needed to stay out of school hours and she was happy with that. Sound from inside the room alerted her to the finishing class and she diverted her attention towards the door insearch of the young male she'd come to see. With yet another Prescott charity function coming up she was in desperate need of a suitable date. Suitable to her parents meant a very specific type. Handsome, well dressed, good family name, educated and always posed. It was checklist she'd been given they day she'd first seen a boy and one her parents expected her to uphold. It was never easy being a Prescott, everyone knew who you were, what you were doing and they were all almost waiting for you to fall. Over the past few years Lottie had disappointed her parents enough and they'd punished her accordingly. Cutting her off financially was the harshest thing they could think of and it had come as a big shock to the blonde heiress who was now left to fend for herself. Just because they weren't paying for her lifestyle anymore didn't mean they were going to pretend their youngest daughter didn't exist. She was still an example of them and expected to attend the list of auctions, balls and fundraisers they paraded their children around at. For a long time Charlotte had refused to comply but it was just so much easier to agree and play happy families for a few hours that deal with days of tourment from her uptight mother. All she has to do was bring an approriate date and she'd be in their good graces for another week or two. And here came that perfect guy that she needed. "Hey handsome" Lottie greeted the tall, blonde lacrosse player as she landed eyes on him and he walked over to meet her with that stupid, goofy look most guys greeted her with. Leaning up she kissed him playfully on the cheek and turned on the charm. She knew how to work what she had when she needed something. A few minutes of chat and she'd found out that Dylan was already attending the function with his family and just happened to be dateless. A few minutes of flirting and batting her eyelashes and Lottie would be set. It didn't even take that long before he was asking her to go with him and she clapped her hands like an excited school girl. "That's be amazing. You have no idea how happy you've made my mum and dad" she laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck in an appreaciative hug. That was the one thing about trust fund kids, they all understood each other really well. words: 587 - tags: kyle de-stone/KAT - outfit: link

[KYLE PHILIP DE-STONE]

to much at stake

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; background-color:#af9ea8; padding:0px;] Pacing back in forth in front of his large lecture hall, Kyle continued on with his lesson, looking at his watch every now and again praying that it would finally become time for him to end his class. Kyle wasn't your traditional type of teacher. He was wealthy, from a very wealthy and powerful family. He had money and no patients. So why did he become a teacher? To meet the young ladies of course, however this town didn't have to many good ones. Kyle had a picky taste when it came to women, although many people thought he didn't have an preference. In the end Kyle was a player, a dangerous one. Many people though he was just arrogant and sexy, they didn't know his true side, the aggressive, twisted, abusive one. How could they. Kyle put on an act every day and there was no way anyone was going to see through it, not unless he wanted them too. The moment the clock struck two thirty, Kyle was dismissing his class. Most of them were quick to collect their things and head out of the room, others stuck around to talk to friends or wait to speak with Kyle himself. He hated this part of class most, unless it was a hot girl who really wanted to talk to him, only so she could flirt. However, today it was mostly some athletes asking about grades so they knew if they would be able to keep playing. Kyle didn't understand it all, why they always needed to check their grades, but he didn't bother with it. He would only quickly check to see if they were passing or not and send them on their way, until finally there were no more students waiting in line and he could leave. Making his way out of the class, Kyle turned and started to head for his office. That's when he spotted it. Charlotte flirting up some guy. At first it was a bit of a turn on, watching one of the women he had been fooling around with, flirting with another man, that is until she was throwing herself all over the guy, it was a bit sick. Glaring lightly, Kyle crossed his arms and continued to watch for a moment. Many would have thought Kayle was jealous, but he wasn't the kind of man that got jealous, however he was a possessive man. It didn't matter if they two weren't dating and it didn't matter if Kyle was sleeping around with other women, but he wasn't going to look like a fool and have one of his many concubines sleeping with another man. He was with one with power and in control, he wasn't going to take this. Making his way over to the girl, he nodded at the boy with a smile, before grabbing the girls arm and pulling on her slightly. "Excuse us. But we need to have a meeting in my office." Kyle said more to the boy, however he was clearly explaining to the girl she would be following, even if she was busy and didn't want to. Still tugging on the girls arm he started to lead her to his office, before opening the door and slightly shoving her through. Closing the door behind her, the man started to make his way around his desk, before sitting in his chair. "I don't want to see that again Charlotte, you hear me?" It wasn't really a question or an option, however he would allow her to believe it was, unless she started to fight him on the matter.

CREDIT TO JENNERS

[charlotte celeste prescott]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 10px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/w6MZf.png);] and now you've beat me at my own game It was a relief that she had her whole date situation sorted. Charlotte had never exactly had trouble getting male attention, it was quite the opposite however, she just founf it really hard to hold onto them. When you were as flighty as she was, guys didn't stick around for long and she soon grew bored with them. Luckily for her she could reel just about anyone in without even knowing the power her looks had. It wasn't something she liked to brag about but it came in handy when you needed someone gorgeous on your arm for an event. Showing up to family functions without a date wasn't acceptable and it left way too much room for her mother to try and set her up with some boring millionaire who wanted a trophy wife. Her conversation was interupted as she felt a hand on her arm, her blonde head whipping around quickly to see who it was. Kyle. Usually she'd meet him with a flirty smile but the shock left her looking more dumb founded than cute. Sleeping with a professor was never a good idea and of all people she should have known that. Back in California she'd made the exact same mistake and taken the consequences. It was impossible to say no to Kyle though. To begin with he was one of the most gorgeous guys she'd ever seen and while some may have found his forceful attitude a turn off, Lottie found it to be the exact opposite. He definitely wasn't safe but that was exactly what her downfall in life was. She hated the same and ordinary. Since she was seventeen she'd been looking for ways to push the boundries and this was just another one of them. Still, she was still clever enough to know that communicating at school was pretty damn risky. His job, her reputation. Neither was worth losing over some silly fling. Hence why it struck her as odd to have him so opening grabbing a hold of her in the middle of a school day. Before she even got a chance to bid her friend farewell, Lottie was being whisked away, following in his footsteps. She had to admitt, she was kind of curious as to what he wanted and how risky the situation could be. Inside his office, Lottie shook her arm free and sent him a confused look. "I was talking to someone, you know?" she called him out on his rudeness, leaning against his desk. It was kind of hard to be mad at him. He was so damn pretty and Lottie knew that he had some ridiculous hold over her that not even she could explain. There was no romance to it, actually she found to him to be quite a dick at the best of times but she couldn't shake him. He called out and she usually came running. Perhaps it was because she'd given up the hope for any decent relationship while she was working and Kyle was there to feel that need. "Wait, what are you talking about?" she asked him, her face entirely puzzled as she looked over at him. Had she done something wrong? Maybe he was pissed that she'd been near his classroom but that was hardly a dead give away? Especially considering that she hadn't even been there to see him. When it came to things like this, Lottie always found herself quite clueless. Anything PR related and she was a whiz, anything about perceiving other peoples emotions and she was useless. It wasn't that she was dumb per sey, just that she was too wrapped up in her own life and the present moment to realise that she was doing anything wrong. "I have to no idea what you're talking about Kyle" Lottie shook her head, "Dragging me into your office isn't exactly the best idea though is it? I don't even take your classes" she pointed out. Ofcourse he'd probably already figured that out on his own but it didn't stop Lottie from passing on her advice. words: 688 - tags: kyle de-stone/KAT - outfit: link

[KYLE PHILIP DE-STONE]

to much at stake

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; background-color:#af9ea8; padding:0px;] Risk, what was life without them. Kyle was probably the kind of man who took way to many for his own good and it was sure to bite him in the ass some day, probably when he was older, however he didn't care very much. He was a man who did things his own way and if anyone had an issue with it, he chanced their mind. Yes many looked at him as some kind of nasty creature, one that needed to be squashed or put behind bars, but he didn't care. He liked the kind of man he was and for the most part so did the women in his life. They might have said other wise, but when it came down to it, they loved every moment he kept them around for. Although, being the controlling man he was, it was up to him how much action each women got and when it was time for them to be let go. It was like a job. He gave them orders and they got paid in their own way for them, dinner, gifts, sex. It was simple, however not so symbiotic. Pulling the girl away from her friend and toward his office was sure to get watchful eyes. However he was sure that's all it would be. Even if people knew that Charlotte didn't have any of his classes, they wouldn't ask questions. He had a hold over man people and the ones he didn't have a hold over were to scared to go snooping around places that they didn't belong. He knew dragging a girl was probably the biggest hit of something was up, however who was going to question him. People were sure to tell he want the kind of man to take annoying pests lightly, in fact he was the kind of man to squash anyone in his way, so the eyes were only that, so even if Charlotte wanted to escape his grasp, there was no way she was going to, not without falling on her ass, screaming like a baby, which he was sure the girl was not going to do, even if she was mad by his actions. Shoving the girl into his office, Kyle followed in and locked the door. It wasn't an unusual thing to come to his door and find it locked. Charlotte was not the first nor the only student he was sleeping with. The best place for such actions was his office. Lets just say that his desk had few things on it for a reason. He had gotten sick of picking up the mess after the actions quickly. "Good for you love." He commented lightly as he pulled at his jacket, unbuttoning it as he moved to sit down in his chair, moving to lean back in it, propping his feet on his desk. He didn't care if she was talking to someone. In fact if that's all it had been, she would still be talking to the boy, however the touching of another man, was not going to cut it. People in the school talked. It was no secret that Kyle slept with students, however no one could prove it. So he was sure it was only a matter of time before people knew he was sleeping with Charlotte if they didn't already, so he didn't want to look like a fool with her hanging on other men, he was the one who had the pants in this, not her. Rolling his eyes, Kyle shook his head lightly. "You really are a blond ditz sometimes arn't you loves. Good thing your hot or you probably wouldn't get very far in life huh?" He didn't care if it sounded rude, he could care less about her feelings. "However, if you really have no clue what I'm talking about, I mean that boy you had your pretty ass hanging all over. I don't want to see that happening again, with any man." He comment lightly as he said there, still leaning back in his chair, watching her. Shrugging, Kyle looked bored by her comment "I really don't care what people think I needed to speak with you, so here I am speaking with you. If you thought I was going to wait till you were done dry humping that guy in the hall, your funny." Chuckling lightly, Kyle put his feet down and leaned on his desk, leaning closer to Charlotte, lifting a hand to pull on her hair lightly "Be a good girl. Don't get that blond head of yours in trouble you hear?"

CREDIT TO JENNERS

[charlotte celeste prescott]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 10px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/w6MZf.png);] and now you've beat me at my own game Charlotte had never been the girl who thought before she did. It wasn't until recently that she'd learnt that her actions did have consequences. No longer did she have her parents to clean up her messes or her siblings to guide her in the right direction. She was all on her own in the big bad world and back to making stupid decisions. Kyle being one of them. Lottie had never been able to say no to a hot guy, especially not one with authority and she knew for a fact that she wasn't the only girl to fall for his lines. What made it even worse was that she really couldn't stand him most of the time. He was rude, he was arrogant and she was pretty sure you could define him as evil. Yet she came back every time. For a girl with as much confidence as Lottie it was surprising that she actually kind of yearned for the approval from him. Besides, she had to quell that sexual tension that seemed to build up every time they were in the same room. Hot or not, she wasn't used to being treated like crap. She was a Prescott and that meant royalty in this town. People held doors open for her, they hung on her every word, always seated her first and lines? What the hell was waiting in a line. She was a little princess and Kyle treated her like the complete opposite. At first it was a refreshing change but now it was a brutal awakening. Her eyes narrowed at his nasty comment and she wanted to snap back with some witty retort but she had nothing. And she knew better. She'd never been on Kyle's bad side before but she'd heard plenty of stories and she didn't want to become one of them. Her lips pressed closed again, deciding to bite her tongue rather than infuriate him even more. If this was anyone else, she would have told them to go fuck themselves and stormed out by now. She hated people thinking she was stupid and she hated people thinking she was weak and here was Kyle assuming both and she couldn't open her stupid mouth to tell him otherwise. Lottie listened to his peeve and it took all of her might not to laugh right in his face. He was jealous. He may have wanted to call it something different but he was jealous. They were far from ever being exclusive. Neither of them expected anything else but sex from one another and yet here he was telling her who she could spend time with. Like she was property or something. It was ridiculous. "Last time I checked you don't own me Kyle" Charlotte finally built up the courage to defend herself in her weakest voice. It sounded so foreign to her, not having control over the situation. "And I wasn't humping him. He's a friend, that's it. I don't understand why you're being such a dick about it" Lottie shook her head, avoiding all eye contact with him. It was like she was little girl again getting in trouble. All she wanted to do was back chat him but she could feel the tension in the room. As soon as she felt his hand on her hair, that meager bit of confidence and assertiveness she'd built up vanished. Things had definitely changed and for the first time she felt scared of him. Not terror or anything but that fear you felt when faced with uncertainty. What if what she'd said provoked him even more? Surely it wouldn't, it was nothing compared to the insults she really wanted to fling his way. She raised her hand and pushed his hand away from her head gently. Finally her eyes raised to meet his. What did he mean by trouble? She could feel her heart drop all the way down to her stomach and she knew right away that getting involved with him was a huge mistake. "You know what? Clearly I'm just causing you unwanted stress. So maybe we just go our separate ways? You do what you want and I do what I want" she suggested, her voice shaking just a little. Hopefully that would be the end of it. She could get up and walk out and that would be a bullet dodged. words: 688 - tags: kyle de-stone/KAT - outfit: link

[KYLE PHILIP DE-STONE]

to much at stake

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; background-color:#af9ea8; padding:0px;] In control. That's what Charlotte that she was and what Kyle really was. He knew in the end he could make the girl do whatever he wanted, the question was, would she be stubborn and only get herself into more trouble or would she quietly back down, learning her place in line, which was after him. She might have been on top of the world with the other guys, but not him. Although he never compared bank accounts, he was sure him and his family has just as much as hers, if not more. He had power and above all, he knew how to carry himself with in. It was true that the two of them together could cause mass hell, however Kyle would never allow a women to be on the same level as him. Women were weak in the end, always letting emotions over power them, even know he could see it in her eyes, worry. She couldn't even stand up to him, which in the end was better for her, however it only proved what Kyle always believed, women deserved to be bottom feeders, always bellow the men. Charlotte, although she believed other wise as it seemed, was the same. Her money meant little to a man like Kyle. He had his own money, so he wasn't like the rest of the men who followed her around. He had seen hotter in his life, so she was nothing special there. She was a good lay, nothing more. So the fact that she felt like she had power over the man, was almost laughable. No one ever knew what they were getting themselves into when it came to Kyle and hooking up with him. They never understood that it wasn't over till he said it was over. They never understood that it was what it was and it was never going to be anything more. So many people thought they could change him, make him a good man, but there was no changing the darkness in the man. He was cruel and power hunger. He loved feeling the power as the back of his hand meet the flesh of a women's cool cheek. He loved the sound they would make as the moved to clutch it, falling to the ground, the fear that blazed in their eyes after. Not ever women met this side of Kyle, only those who were so stubborn than to learn from everything he tried to teach them. He could tell that she was taking this conversation the wrong way. Like all the other women they thought he was jealous, they didn't understand there was jealousy and then there was need to be in control, which was what this was. She was just as blond and dumb as all the rest, thinking they were finally the one to make Mr Kyle DeStone Jealous, it was funny to him, almost amusing in a way. "Last time I checked I kind of do. If your going to be sleeping with me, your not going to make me look like a fool. Also love, if you think this is me being jealous, you have clearly fallen off your knocker. I'm not jealous, I just like having my control and I wont be having my women flirting with other men, do we understand each other?" Rolling his eyes, he shook his head, she was become more weak with ever word she spoke. It was as if he was watching a lion kill a zebra before his eyes. She was loosing it and any ground she might have had when she walked through those doors were now gone. He felt slightly bad in a way. "Look, I don't really care what it was babe. I don't want to see it ever again, do I make myself clear?" Once again it wasn't a question, more of an order. Moving his hand up to her hair, he played with it lightly as he looked up at her. He knew he could have handled this better, but he wasn't in the mood to worry about the girls feelings or baby her. He wasn't her father, although he wouldn't mind if she wanted to call him daddy in the sack. Glaring as his hand was pushed away, his eyes meet hers and he could see it coming, standing up, he moved away some, crossing his arms as he raised a brow, listening to her speak. She only thought it was that easy to get away from him. This girl was clearly dreaming. "No babe, I'm starting to think you have no clue how all of this works." Making his way over to her, he moved to place his hands on the desk, one resting on either side of her as he leaned in closely, pinning her between the desk and him. "This thing doesn't end till I say it does. You will do as I say and you will not be touching all of any more men. This is not jealousy, this is me taking control. Any of it you had before today you have now lost. I call the shots. You will be jumping when I say jump. You will be faith full and turn a blind eye to my extra curricular activities. If you have a problem with this than I will be happy to inform your father and mother what your new occupation is." Smiling, Kyle moved his hand back up to her hair, running his hand through it, before moving to stroke her face. "Be a good girl babe. I don't want you to be getting hurt or into any trouble. This face is far to pretty to be messed up." Leaning in the man kissed the girls neck lightly before pulling back and tilting his head to the side, smiling at her lightly. "Now come on and admit it, you love a man who takes charge, if you didn't you wouldn't have gotten yourself into this." Taking in a big breath, Kyle moved away, syncing that she wasn't going to want to be near him for a while. "Just remember babe, stay way from other guys. You wouldn't want your friends getting hurt because of her thoughtless actions would you." Yes that was a threat not only on her, but the guys she flirted with. "Now when you get done pouting Ill be over here." the man pointed to the small sofa on the far other end of the office. "Come apologize when your ready." Giving a wink to explain his version of her apologizing, the man made his way to the sofa, flopping down before sprawling out and beginning to rest.

CREDIT TO JENNERS

[charlotte celeste prescott]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 10px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/w6MZf.png);] and now you've beat me at my own game The whole situation was ridiculous and Lottie knew that second by second she was losing any ground she'd had. She'd never been a good judge of character but she wanted to kick herself for getting involved with such a psychopath. Good sex wasn't worth it. He didn't even have a decent personality to back it up. Once again she'd been caught out for her own young, foolish ways. She should have kicked up a fuss in the halls when there were still people around. What was he going to do? Hit her in front of a bunch of students? Not even Kyle could have been that arrogant. That would have been better. Then she could have ignored him for good, cut off all ties. From the display she was now witnessing though it was clear that he wasn't the type of guy to back down. He knew were she lived, he knew where she worked, where she hung out. She knew damn well that he was impossible to shake and what was even worse was that she had this sickening feeling that she would have ended up going back for more. What the fuck was wrong with her? Kyle's explanation was totally chauvinistic and nothing surprising but to hear someone actually admit to their own selfish desires, no matter how horrible they were was totally unsettling. Thinking one thing and saying them were two different things. All she could do was sit their glumly, eyes glued to the desk in front of her and nod. That big, loud voice she so freely used was gone. All she had to do was agree, get out of there and never speak to him again. Things were never that easy though. No matter how much she wanted to get up and walk out of that room, she remained frozen in her place. Exactly how he wanted her. He was even blocking her in psychically now and as soon as she found herself stuck between him and the desk, her body stiffened to attention, almost in defense. Swallowing back the dry lump in her throat she tried her hardest to remain cool. Guys like Kyle clearly got off on power and while she was intimidated, she didn't want to give in too easily or let him think he had total control over her. He'd never own her, no matter what he did. Or so she thought. She'd sat there demure and submissive for most of the conversation feeling like a stranger to herself, then he went too far. Her parents. Her job. If her parents ever found out what she was doing to put herself through college, there was no way they'd re-instate her trust fund. Not only that, they'd never speak to her again. First they'd taken away her money as punishment, if the Prescott's found out, they'd take away all contact. That was something Lottie would die without. They may have been controlling bitches but she loved her parents and her siblings. Her head whipped around as fast as the words rang in her hears, her blonde hair whipping him in the face. Her expression was of pure anger. If she knew she could get away with it, she would have hit him square in the face at just the mention of her family. Fighting back with violence was never something she did. Never something she'd even thought of but it was all she could think about. Instead she let her features soften into what she was mainly feeling. Desperation and fear. "You wouldn't do that Kyle" Lottie piped up, her face pleading with him. "You can't tell them. Surely you can't be that much if a prick" she tried to reason with him, "That would ruin my life and you know it. Not even you would do something like that". Ofcourse he would. She'd clearly been totally wrong about him. She felt utterly sick. Just him touching her made her skin crawl. Threats? What type of grown man resorted to threats? They didn't. It was clear to her now that she'd gotten herself involved with someone even more immature than her. A little boy who didn't want to share his toys. Pathetic. "So, you plan on blackmailing every guy I have contact with? Is that your game?" she asked, careful not to raise her voice and to try and remain calm. Thank god her parents had taught her how to handle situations. Though they hadn't quite taught her how to handle crazy control freaks. The reality suddenly dawned on her that Kyle was trying to put a stop to her entire dating life. Charlotte enjoyed dating, she was a twenty-two year old, ofcourse she did. Did he expect her to sit around and wait until he was done with her? Every guy she had an interest with was now in danger? "My best friend's gay. Should I stop speaking to him as well?" she asked, raising an eyebrow, feeling safer as soon as he crossed the room. She'd had enough of this. Standing up straight, she looked over at him with pure disgust. There was no way in hell she was going to apologise. She'd done nothing wrong and as cautious as she was of him, she couldn't totally swallow all of her pride. Not for him. "You'll be waiting a long time. I'm no apologising because you're insecure" she shook her head and told him bluntly making sure she sounded assertive. It was difficult to cover the quiver in her voice but she managed. Looking at him once more she shook her head and crossed to the door, resting her hand on the door knob and praying he didn't stop her. "You should come with a warning or something because I don't think any girl would be stupid enough to get involved with you if they knew how disgusting you could behave" she told him bitterly. words: --- - tags: kyle de-stone/KAT - outfit: link

[KYLE PHILIP DE-STONE]

to much at stake

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; background-color:#af9ea8; padding:0px;] People never knew what they were getting with Kyle, in fact he never knew what they were going to get. He acted different with every person. He knew how to act like a gentle man to get what he wanted, he knew how to put on the charm and turn the tables, making the women look like the psycho bitch. Kyle was great with parents, he didn't go so far with every girl, but the ones he liked the most, his trophies, he made a point to get to know their family, their friends. Made sure he won them over, that way when the women got mad at him, it looked like she was the one with something wrong. Kyle was a tricky man, not one to be messed with. He could be forceful, violent and even more so, addictive. So many girls tried to pry themselves from his grasp to only come running back. He was a like a drug, sexy, strong, made of money. If the girls played nice they got shattered with gifts. Yes they couldn't fool around while he could, but it was a small price to pay for all the things he would give. Many people didn't understand the mans mind who what drove him to do the things he did and no one took a moment to try and figure it out. However it wasn't as simple as being a man who loved power, it was a dark spot in him, one that grew. There were times when Kyle found himself wanted out of the messes he created, not because he was scared of loosing, but because he knew what he was doing was wrong. It was as if there was a demon in him who controlled him ninety percent of the time, however now and again the real Kyle showed through, almost yelling for someone to help him, but the help never game, not that he could blame anyone. Still, it never took long before the darkness took over again and he was back to his manipulating ways, the ones that were becoming fun as time passed on. Making his way across the room, the thread falling from his lips, he shrugged as Charlotte spoke. "There are a lot of things I will and will not do, however that one is something I would very much do, after all, nothing bad would happen to me. Its not my life that would be messed up. Plus, if you be good there would be no reason for me to do it. I'm just asking for one small thing, for you to stop touching other them or allowing them to touch you. Its not that hard or unreasonable." He really didn't see the big deal, why would she even want to be around other men when she had him. Was she nuts? She had to be. "Well clearly you don't know me if you think I wouldn't or that being a prick would stop me. Come on Charlotte, you like it when I'm a prick, its what turned you on to me any way. I never played the good guy card with you. You liked me being a bad boy, the teacher who fooled around with a student, the sneaking around. You like being bad, so don't try to act like a good girl now." Kyle found it funny how innocent the girl thought she was. She was no more innocent or sweet than he was and she was a fool if she couldn't see that. She had almost begged for this side of him to come out, flirting with other men, knowing he was watching, she toyed with him and now she was pissed that he was toying back. Laughing as he made his way to the sofa, he turned and shook his head. "Blackmail all of the guys who you have contact with, doesn't that sound like a bit much? I mean that would be a lot of blackmailing and a lot of background work. I would have to know how each guy ticks to do that and that just sounds like a lot of work. No, Ill do far more than threats and blackmail to any guy that touches you babe. Lets just say, some of your friends could become hurt, very hurt." Watching her, Kyle moved his hand to his pocket and pulled out his pack of cigarettes. It was a no smoking school, however Kyle never paid much attention to rules. Putting it between his lips he quickly lit it, taking a drag, before letting the smoke roll over his lips and into the room. "Don't start being a smart ass Charlotte, its very unattractive and it makes you sound twelve. The gay ones are fine, as long as I know they are game." Turning around he started to lay down before he stopped. "Oh that reminds me, that date you just arranged to your families party, you need to cancel that. Your not going with him. If you need someone take a girl friend or one of your gay guys." turning around he pulled the cigarette from his lips and smiled "Oh and if you think you can get away with lying to me and taking that guy any way, remember Ill be there. After all my family has money, so I got an invite babe. Although I'm sure you might have had a hand in that, no?" Winking Kyle moved to flop down on the sofa. Sighing as Charlotte tried to stand her ground and tell him she wasn't going to apologies, he shrugged. "Fine, but your going to wish you had later baby, because when you come over later I'm not going to accept it so easy." Laughing he took another drag of his cigarette "Oh and before you say you wont be coming, you will, they always will." Closing his eyes he could hear the girl making her way to the door and he wasn't going to stop her. There was no point. He knew she was going to come running back at some point, he could tell, she loved the fact that he was arrogant and an ass, she liked the bad boy side of him. "Why? Would it really have kept you away? You wanted me the moment your eyes saw me. That's how I know you wont be able to stay away. So lets be honest babe, that warning sign would have done no good." Opening his eyes he watched her, this time they were softer, as if they were looking at her in almost a loving way. "Really just going to leave me with no kiss goodbye?" He asked softly, nice, almost as if everything that had just took place didn't happen at all.

CREDIT TO JENNERS

[charlotte celeste prescott]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 10px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/w6MZf.png);] and now you've beat me at my own game Confidence drained from Lottie's body as she knew she'd been defeated and her face lost it's usual bronzed glow. She'd gone through life for so long thinking she was indestructible. A few drinks and some dancing and all her problems usually faded away. Not this time however, she knew that nothing was going to fix just how shit she felt. She'd never been called out on her crap before and now someone was doing it. It didn't bother her that he had the power, power was usually sexy, it bothered her that he used his power for evil. Bothered was the wrong word. It terrified her. That image she'd spent so long building up could be gone within moments, whenever he chose. The beautiful, rich girl who always said the right thing, always acted sweet and pleasant. The girl that so many parents wished they could call their own. Sure, her parents had clued into her terrible partying habit but no to this extent and she knew it would shatter them. When things didn't look right, they simply got rid of them and everyone was expendable. Including her. He'd found her weak spot and like the true bastard he was, he was using it against her. She may not have liked him but the truth was, some of the things he was saying were true. She'd been so tired of being perfect that she did get that rush from the rougher side of life. She always went for the bad guys. They were exciting, unpredictable. Everything she'd felt she'd missed out on growing up. It was ironic though. Everything she did was in some rebellion against her parents control over her and yet she found her comfort in being controlled by guys like Kyle. It was this never ending cycle and he was right. It was what attracted her to him. It was forbidden, it was bad, it was everyone expected her not to do so of course she'd started flirting with him, shortly sleeping with him after. She was an idiot, he was right. "Kyle, please" she softened her voice and looked up at him with wide eyes, "Just please don't tell them okay?". She didn't know what to say. She didn't think that anything would really get through to him unless of course she just backed down and admitted defeat out loud. Was this guy serious? Her friends? He was honestly going to go all crazy on every guy she had contact with. If you had have said that to her just yesterday she would have laughed it off but now she knew he was dead serious. His constant need for control and ownership was dangerous. Five minutes alone with him today and Charlotte was aware of that. The guilt he put onto her if anything happened to the guys she loved. There was no way she'd be able to live with herself if something happened to them and it would have been her fault. She'd been the one to get into this mess, she didn't want any collateral damage. Kyle's methods were childish and barbaric but they were definitely effective. Charlotte had cracked. No more fighting back. No more snide remarks. There was no way she was going to win this war. Not today atleast and for the sake of not just herself, but everyone, she was ready to give in. Kyle scared her. It was as simple as that. Her face fell when he informed her that she'd be attending her function alone. To her, nothing was worse than going to those things alone. The fake people, the boring speeches. It was torture and now she'd have no one to bitch with. In the back of her mind she started to think of ways to get out of it. Besides, she didn't want to be there if Kyle was there. Both of them in the same room with her parents. She couldn't handle the unease she'd feel the entire night. Nor the smug look she could imagine he'd be wearing. Game over. She'd lost. It wasn't worth the fighting or the drama. Not when she knew he had everything on her and she had nothing. What could she do? Tattle on him for sleeping with her? Kyle would find some way to get out of it and she'd be kicked out of another school. She had no options. "Alright. No more guys Kyle, you're right" she told him, gnawing on her lip to stop herself crying. Charlotte never cried in front of people. Unless she was drunk of course. The rest of the time her tears were saved for hairspray in the eyes and lame soppy movies in the privacy of her own home. This helpless feeling would not get the better of her. "I promise. You've got nothing to worry about. You win. Game over. You get your own way again, okay?" she held her hands up in a sign of defeat. God she hated him. Even admitting it, she had this sick feeling that that wouldn't be the end of it. Kyle knew what her sore spot was now and there was always the possibility he'd open his big mouth and ruin everything. There was always the chance that she'd give into him again too. In fact she knew she would. Despite how nasty and manipulative he was, he was still amazingly good looking and she had a serious problem with saying 'no' to what was bad for her. She'd stay strong for a few days then when she was feeling lonely or having a bad day, she'd end up at his door like some pathetic little girl. Never before in her life had she felt so stupid and hopeless. It should have been some turning point in her life and she was determined to make it one but she knew that old habits died hard. Crossing back over to him, she ignored the knot in her stoma and leaned down to press her lips gently against his cheek. He said jump, she now had to say how high. "You're not going to tell them now, are you?" she asked him nervously. Standing up to him obviously hadn't worked so she'd try another tactic. Cute and pathetic. It seemed to be how he liked his women and she'd do anything just for conformation that her secret was safe. "Just let me know now. I don't want to have to spend the entire night this weekend worrying that you're going to open your mouth" Lottie bit down on her lip again, pleading with him for his secrecy. words: --- - tags: kyle de-stone/KAT - outfit: link

[KYLE PHILIP DE-STONE]

to much at stake

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; background-color:#af9ea8; padding:0px;] Trying not to laugh, Kyle shook his head at the girls begging, it was unnecessary "Babe, please don't beg, it just makes you sound and look pathetic. Its not even cute. Plus, it makes me seem like such a bad guy when that's not the case." Watching the girl he couldn't help but already regret his comments. It wasn't because he felt bad, but because she clearly couldn't handle as much as he thought she could. He had liked her because she seemed the type to handle his bull shit like some of the others he kicked around, however she seemed to be more weak than expected. "I'm not going to tell them unless you make me do so." He finally answered, before shrugging lightly. The party was another easy way to get over on the girl. Being in a room with her parents. There was nothing she could do but listen to him, especially when she saw what he had in mind for the night. He had every plan on getting to know her parents, getting on their good side. Kyle was good at winning people over, especially the parents. They all loved his style, his polite manners, his knowledge of the world and politics. He always pleased the older mothers with the compliments and the light flirting, while teasing the husbands about stealing their wife if they didn't watch out. So many people found it funny, cute, charming even. It was so easy to get them all in his pockets and he planned on doing the same with Charlotte's parents while she watched, unable to stop it. "I know I'm right baby. Plus I'm really making this rule for you. You don't want to start looking like a slut do you, demean your name. Your so much better than that. You want to be a girl a guy wants, not just another bitch they want in their bed, your far better than that like I said." He would twist it, make it sound like it was about her. It could be, what he was saying was true, only he wasn't the kind of man to do it for those reasons. Frowning Kyle took a step closer, before moving back again "Babe don't be like that. I don't want you around if you don't want to be with me. I know your upset now, but I also know you don't just want to give me my way, you want to be with me. So come on babe, don't get all upset. After all I wouldn't blackmail you if I didn't think this was something you didn't really want. I'm just helping you see whats right in front of you instead of allowing your stubborn behavior to get in the way." Once again it was a lie, yet so true. Laying there, the cigarette still resting on his lips as he listened to the footsteps, he could hear her coming back over to him. He knew it, she was just like he predicted. One of the ones who couldn't walk away not matter how much they talked about it. She liked it when he was rough, bossy, told her what to do. After all she had been raised to be a trophy wife, which did just that, did what they were told. Feeling her lips to his cheek, he opened his eyes and moved a hand to her face, stroking it softly with his thumb. "Don't hate me baby, I'm doing all of this for your own good. I might sound like an ass, but I just want you safe." Shaking his head, he held his cigarette out to the other side "I don't want to tell them. It just depends on if you get out of hand. However I hate that you even have that job. Iv thought about making you quit. Give you some money every week to take care of yourself, however the job will make you grow up a little as well." Frowning he glared lightly "Don't start getting bossy with me. I know your playing your pathetic game to get me to be nice and I'm going with it, so don't start giving me lip the moment I calm down." Licking his lips, he moved his hand from her face and to her waist, pulling her down onto him. "Be a good girl will ya?"

CREDIT TO JENNERS

[charlotte celeste prescott]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 10px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/w6MZf.png);] and now you've beat me at my own game No matter what card Charlotte played, he had it over her. Kyle was clever, that was no surprise and there was just no way she was going to out maneuver him. She didn't posses the mental strength or the restraint she needed to get herself out of this situation. He was everything she'd been trying to escape in her life. Manipulative, arrogant, one of those people that used their wealth and looks to get ahead in life. Another reason she wanted so desperately to keep him away from her parents. That charm that he turned on like a tap would win them over. He was exactly the type of guy they liked their daughters to end up with so it didn't matter what she said about him, they'd favor him over anyone. At least she didn't have to worry about them trying to set her up with them. He may have been perfect but there was no way they'd tolerate their daughter getting involved with another faculty member. Regardless, he was dangerous and he had her on a leash. Kyle wasn't just a pro when it came to physical blackmail, he had emotional blackmail down too. Despite her better judgment Lottie kind of thought he did have her interests at heart. His own too, obviously. Whenever she was around Kyle her better judgment flew out the window. It might have been the dazzling smile or the perfected body, she had no idea but even when she hated him she found herself wanting to believe his shit. Lottie didn't have any romantic fairy tale ideas about him, he was not the guy she'd end up with but she still found herself crazily attracted to him. Guess she was just a sucker for punishment. It was easier to let herself believe his lies anyway. "I get where you're coming from" she admitted, "I don't want people calling me a slut or anything but you just needed to address the issue in a different way I guess" Lottie shrugged her tanned shoulders. The last thing she wanted was a bad reputation. Just because she did stupid things didn't mean she was a bad person and she couldn't think of anything worse than having everyone hate her. She was a girl that thrived on social acceptance. Maybe if Kyle had have worded everything differently and approached the situation in a different manner she wouldn't have gotten so defensive. "You know how sensitive I can be" she admitted her own fault, frowning a little. "I don't hate you" she sighed, though deep down she knew she definitely had feelings of resentment towards him. As soon as she was alone and had time to think it through, she'd end up hating him all over again but for some stupid reason she found it hard to be angry when he was around. It may have been her physical attraction to him but it also had something to do with how scared she found herself. "You don't need to give me money, I'm not your responsibility. Like you said, it's time I grow up a little. That's the whole reason I got cut off anyway, right?" Lottie shook his head at even the idea. It was another way for him to control her and to be honest, she didn't mind what she did for a living. It was just till she finished school and while she was ashamed, it was a secret she could keep and forget about when it was all over. Ofcourse her parents expected her to get a regular job like waitressing but they'd never exactly prepared her for manual work and stripping was quick and easy cash. What she made in one night, she couldn't even make in a week at a cafe. "Besides, you most definitely don't need to pay for sex. You get that for free" she grinned cheekily. Yeah, she'd said she'd never sleep with him again but they both knew that was a lie. He was some horrible addiction. "Don't be mad with me" she pouted, feeling like a scolded child, but letting out a small giggle as she pulled her down onto the sofa, "You just scared me is all". Resting both of her hands on his chest, she leaned down, burying her face between his shoulder and neck and kissed the skin lightly. "Whatever you say professor" she winked and pulled her head back up to face him, "I'm always good anyway. You wouldn't keep me around if I wasn't". words: --- - tags: kyle de-stone/KAT - outfit: link

[KYLE PHILIP DE-STONE]

to much at stake

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; background-color:#af9ea8; padding:0px;] Manipulator, that was probably the best word to describe Kyle. He acted like the master of the universe and he loved it when other thought he was. He was trying out new things in his way of games. Kyle wanted the girl to feel like he was being the way he was out of concern for her. That he has exploded because of his care for her, how he wanted her safe and wanted people to look a there in a way that was an example, but the truth was, although those could have been very possible reasons if Kyle had a heart, they weren't really reasons for someone like him. He really did it out of control and power, but he knew the girl would never know, he had this charm about him, that could make anyone believe anything he wanted them to believe. Smiling lightly as he watched the girl started to believe his web of lies, he shrugged "I don't want them calling you those things either. Like I said, I'm sorry for the way I said it. I'm not the best with words. If I'm not in class and not giving a lecture, things don't seem to come out the way they should. However you should have known I was looking out for your interest. We may not be dating or anything, however I do care about you Charlotte, your a beautiful girl who is a little lost right now and I don't want you to do something you might regret later." Bull shit, god this guy couldn't even stop himself from lying if he wanted to. The man had grown up being a player, allowing things to roll off his tongue with ease, so it was nothing for him now. He could let anything fall out of his mouth with out any real shock to himself. "I know babe, I told you I'm sorry. I'm a jerk okay? Ill even admit it, I'm a big bully jerk and I'm sorry." If only he believed what he was saying. Laughing lightly, Kyle locked eyes with the grin and winked "Oh I know you don't babe. I mean lets be honest, how could you hate a face that looks like this?" Teasing the man laid there looking up at Charlotte, pleased with himself. He knew the girl could hate him, but not for long, what women could. They always came running back when they were lonely and they always got lonely, especially a rich pampered babe like herself. After Kyle offered the girl the money, he was happy she rejected it. It wouldn't have been the first time he waisted money on one of his many ladies, however he wasn't really in the mood to throw money away that way. It was just meant to make him look more caring, the offer was any way. "Your right, that is why you got cut off, so you could grow up. Your right, that's the very reason why I shouldn't give you money. I was just testing you, seeing if you realized that yet or not." Heartless was just the kind of man Kyle was, he wasn't the kind to go handing money out any way, she was sure to know that, even if she didn't want to admit it. "Your right. That's the one thing in life I never have to pay for, I can get it when ever and where ever I want. However, I'm very pleased about where I'm getting it lately " Pulling the girl down onto him, Kyle wrapped his arms around her. "I'm not mad and I shouldn't scare you. Okay, maybe a little, but only in a 'I'm scared of my daddy' kind of way" Winking Kyle sifted to kiss the girls neck. He was such a dirty man. Leaning his head back as she pressed her lips to his neck. "Yes, whatever I say" it came out more like a mutter. Laughing the man nodded "Very good." Leaning up he pressed his lips to hers in a soft kiss, not a forceful one like some might expect.

CREDIT TO JENNERS

[charlotte celeste prescott]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 10px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/w6MZf.png);] and now you've beat me at my own game Charlotte had never gone through so many mood swings in such a short amount of time. From pissy, to angry, to scared, to guilty. Why did she really need to feel guilty? Because she'd mistaken Kyle and abused him when all he was trying to do was look out for her. Even as the thought crossed her mind she knew how stupid she was but she still couldn't help but feel bad. So what if she chose to believe that deep down he did have a heart and wanted to protect her. One wouldn't call her naive and yet when it came to how people really worked, she really was a clueless idiot. He said the words not just her but practically everyone were thinking. She was lost. Totally out of her element and while partying and living life filled in time and space, where the hell was she going with her life. No one had said it to her before this and as much as she didn't want to admit it, Kyle was right and she felt a wave of disappointment and embarrassment flood over her. Sighing, her posture slumped. Even more shocking, the words 'sorry' rang clear in her ears. From the minute she'd met him Lottie knew that Kyle wasn't one of those guys to ever apologise and here he was doing it. Maybe she had been a little harsh and maybe he did deserve another chance? A tiny smile shot his way as she collected this minuscule victory. "You're not a jerk all of the time" she grinned over at him, "Thank you for saying sorry though. I didn't ever expect to here that come out of your mouth". She hated being told that she needed to grow up. Deep down she didn't ever think she would. She'd probably end up married off to some guy who'd have to look after her and he'd get to keep her as his little prize. For a girl that believed in all of that true love fairy tale crap, it was a dark thought. Despite her immature and reckless nature, she knew a thing or two and one of them was never to take money off another person. Kyle in particular. She wasn't a prostitute and she wasn't a pet. She'd rather sell her Chanel than take a sent off the professor. "Testing me?" she let out a laugh and raised an eyebrow, "You know me better than that I hope. I make stupid decisions, that I can admit but trust me, I don't ever expect anything from you" she shrugged. It wasn't intended to be rude or argumentative, it was more to make it clear that she expected nothing else from him. "I'm a big girl I can handle myself. So now more tests? I know it's in your nature and everything but technically I'm not your student. I flunked history in high school" she teased. It was easy to forget that he was actually a teacher sometimes but clearly the man never ceased to 'teach' and advise his students. Lottie had no problem sharing Kyle with other girls and she knew that she was. He was nothing serious, not boyfriend material, not someone she could actually hang out with. She wasn't a jealous girl, she didn't ask questions. She still kind of liked getting his approval though. It was stupid and she'd be the first to tell you but something about Kyle seemed to have that effect on girls. The double standard pissed her off still. He got to do whatever he wanted and she was meant to sit around and wait. It wasn't like she was his wife or anything. Right now though, she was just happy he'd calmed down. "Mmm I'm glad" she purred softly, finally relaxing. Her face twisted into a brief frown quickly though but she tried as hard as possible to cover it up. He enjoyed that he scared her. That was all kinds of wrong. "I already have a dad remember. And trust me, you don't wanna start acting like him or you're definitely not getting anymore late night or lunch time visits" she shook her head with a light laugh, scrunching her face up at the idea. Thank god there were no thoughts of her dad in her head though or kissing him back would not have been enjoyable and kissing Kyle just happened to be one of the perks of her day. She knew exactly where this was headed, it always ended the same way and as tempted as she was, she wasn't about to put out after the little bickering match they'd just had. Pulling away from him slowly she ran a hand through her hair, "I really shouldn't be letting you distract me. I've got an overdue paper to write before I go to Warped tonight" she groaned at just the thought of even more school work, "And before you start lecturing me again. I'm going with some of the girls for drinks. Just the girls". words: --- - tags: kyle de-stone/KAT - outfit: link