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[kendra anastasia mason]

Kendra giggled as she and Luke stood in the elevator going up to her house, sure Marcus, the elevator boy was not happy, it was the second boy he had brought up in less than a week. Her hand was currently in the back pocket of his pants, ever so lightly squeezing his ass once in a while. The elevator dinged and she stepped out, not surprised to see Anya standing there looking very confused. “Miss Kendra what are you doing here, you be in school and what is this boy doing here?” Anya asked her. She rolled her eyes at the woman before replying, “I don’t feel all that well, would you call the school and let them know. The gentleman is Luke Moreau, he was kind enough to notice I was sick and offers to take me home and keep me company while I’m sick.” Kendra was a little proud of herself for coming up with that one on the spot; she discreetly leaned against Luke, hoping the boy had enough sense to play along. “Fine then, I’ll bring you hot soup and tea in an hour.” Anya said before turning away and walking down the hall into the kitchen. She looked over at Luke, smirked and then began to walk up the stairs stopping first in the smaller entertaining room, mixing two martini’s and walking down the hall to her room. She pressed one of the martini's into Luke's hand, taking a sip out of the other and putting her blue bag down on the desk chair.

Kendra pulled out her phone, took another deep sip of her martini, sent a text to one of her minions to get her work and then shut her phone off all together. She turned to Luke whom she had had her back to moments ago and walked over to him, placing her drink on the table behind him, pressing her body against his and leaning up to kiss him hard, she pulled his lip in between her teeth as she pulled away from the kiss and looked up through her eye lashes at him “how about you show me how fun you can be.” She told him, her voice husky as she leaned in to capture his lips for another kiss, letting her arms come up around his neck and then pulling away again, kissing up his jaw line and biting his ear. “Passons quelque part un peu plus à l'aise” she whispered in his ear before pulling completely away and walking over to her bed, leaning against one of the four poster poles.

[luke anthony moreau]

luke couldn't quite explain how he got from having kendra ready to kill him for spilling her coffee to being in an elevator with her and having her hand in his back pocket. though of course he wasn't complaining he didn't mind this as an alternative to having to deal with her angry with him. the more he seemed to learn about kendra the more interesting she became to him. right now he knew the both of them should probably be in class instead of leaving in the middle of the day. not that luke really cared this seemed much better than being stuck in class all day. at least he was going to have some fun and kendra couldn't' ever say that he wasn't interesting anymore. he was killing two birds with one stone in just one afternoon. running a hand through his hair he put his hand on kendra's waist pulling her a little closer wanting to hurry and get off the elevator.

they didn't spend too much time in the elevator before they arrived onto the right floor. when they stepped out of the elevator there was a lady standing there not sure what they were doing. he looked over to kendra wondering what he was suppose to do or say. the lady asked what they were doing there and kendra casually came up with an excuse. he was introduced as the kind friend who wanted to keep her company while she was sick. watching her lie so easily was impressive and rather entertaining. and now it was luke's turn to keep the lie going. i couldn't let her stay alone he said with a smile and a small nod hoping she'd fall for their deception. he wasn't sure if the lady bought it or not but she let them be. the lady walked away and now the both of them were hopefully on the way to her room. they paused for kendra to make them a few martinis, alcohol would just make everything more interesting. kendra gave him a martini that she had mixed then he followed towards the stairs. he took a sip of his drink as he looked around kendra's house. this was the first time he'd been here and maybe it wouldn't be the last. just depended on how many more drinks he caused to spill on kendra's stockings.

she turned and he places his drink besides her before she kissed him. his back was pressed against the wall as their mouths pressed together. luke couldn't help but grin when she told him it was time to show him how fun he could be. my pleasure he told her before pulling her into another kiss. she whispered something in french in his ear before she left towards the bed. the bed would definitely be a more comfortable place. picking up his drink luke chugged the rest down and made his way towards her.

[kendra anastasia mason]

Kendra smirked as she got up on the bed and pulled Luke down with her, loving the feel of him on top of her. She kissed him hard letting her hands wander over his shoulders down his arms and resting on the hem of his shirt, before letting her hands slid over his toned stomach. She continued to kiss him, biting playfully on his lip, letting go altogether and pulling his shirt up over his head, sitting up herself to remove the white cap sleeve shirt she had been wearing. She pulled Luke back down to her and kissed down the side of his neck, biting into the skin at the conjunction of the boys shoulder and neck. She smirked as she pulled away knowing there would be a mark there soon enough. A knock at the door startled the both of them

“Miss Kendra I have soup and tea.” She heard Anya say from the other side of the door.
“One minute Anya.” She said, she was up off the bed in a flash, pushing Luke off of her and rushing over to where her closet was. “Put your shirt on and hide the glasses.” She told him harshly, pointing to the bath room connected to her room. She quickly pulled off her clothes and put on a night gown and a black silk robe over it before walking back into the room and sitting herself on her bed.

“come in Anya.” She told the Russian woman. The maid stepped into the room holding a tray, placing it down on the nightstand and fluffing up one of her pillows. Kendra faked a dainty cough, placing her hand delicately over her mouth. “I made your favorite, Queen Victoria soup and some herbal Chi Tea.” The woman told her. “Thank you very much Anya.” She told the woman. Truly she was thankful, even if it had interrupted her time with Luke. Maybe it was a sign of divine intervention, maybe she and Luke weren’t supposed to have sex today.

“Where is Mister Luke?” Anya asked her. “the bathroom. I’ll call you if I need anything more.” Kendra told the woman, letting her know that she was dismissed from the room. She left with a smile and closed the door behind her. She picked up one of the cups of tea and then picked up a book, Shakespeare, from the other night stand, opening it to the page she had left off of last night.

When Luke walked back into the room from the bathroom she smiled at him. “so that was kind of a buzz kill, divine intervention or something like that.” She told him, closing her book and placing it on the bed next to her. “You don’t have to stay though. I’m sure you have better things to do.” She told him looking down, a bit sadly and noticing that a few of the cuts on her upper thigh were showing, quickly covering them with the robe and hoping Luke hadn’t noticed her hasty attempt to cover up her darkest secret.

[luke anthony moreau]

unfortunately their fun was cut short when there was a knock on the door. here he was shirtless standing over kendra while he was trying to get her shirt off. this wasn't the type of situation you wanted to be caught in. he paused for a moment until he heard that she had already finished preparing the things for kendra. jumping off the bed luke looked around for where he had thrown his shirt. this was those types of situations where he really wished he was more careful when removing clothing. he hated when he left something at some girls house mostly because there was no way he was coming back to get it. he preferred just to buy something new then to have to deal with whatever girl he was with again. he lost so many shirts because girls thought it would be cute to sleep in them and as much as he wanted to wake them up and take it back he couldn't. he spotted his shirt half under the bed and walked towards it. grabbing his shirt and grabbing the glasses they had been drinking he went into the bathroom and locked the door behind him. setting the glasses down he couldn't help but chuckle to himself at the situation. if she had caught them in that position he wouldn't have known what to say considering kendra was supposed to be sick.

grabbing his shirt he pulled it on and leaned against the door waiting for when he would be able to come out. he could hear the woman come in and kendra pretending to cough. he heard his name mentioned but she didn't seem suspicious of anything so it seemed as though they were in the clear. once he heard the sound of the door shutting and he was sure that kendra was alone in the room he decided it was time to come out. opening the door he walked out to find kendra sitting there with a book and some tea. divine intervention, now that was an interesting thought. was god trying to send him a message to not sleep with kendra? if he was then luke wasn't approving of this situation. he wasn't very religious anyway so divine intervention or not that wasn't going to stop him from doing what he wanted too. looking for his jacket he pulled it on wondering what he would be able to do with the rest of the day. there was no way he was going back to school but maybe he'd stop by the house to pick up a few things. when he turned to say goodbye to kendra he noticed her trying to cover something up on her leg. walking over ot her luke took a seat next to kendra on the bed. lightly placing his hand on her robe he moved it out of the way and noticed a cut on her upper thigh. moving it further he noticed there were even more cuts. his fingers traced the cuts and looked up at kendra not too sure what to say or do. how long? he asked simply knowing she knew what he meant. he was hoping she would just tell him that they were from long ago and she stopped cutting herself. unfortunately that wasn't the case and he knew it.

[kendra anastasia mason]

Kendra's eyes went wide and she knew she was caught. She watched silently as Luke walked over and sat next to her on the bed, moving the silky fabric of her robe to show off the minefield that is her upper leg. She was baffled when he tenderly ran his finger over the cuts. He didn't seemed disgusted or freaked out, he seemed to actually care about her and really be concerned. "How Long" he asked her. She looked away and realized she really had to think about the question. How long had this been going on, how long had she been hurting herself to deal with her pain. "Years. Since i was about 13 or 14." She always thought when someone finally found out she would blow up and lash out. She hadn't expected it to be calm, nor did she ever think she would willingly give over the details of her problem. "It's the only thing i can control. That was your next question right, why? I can't control my parents, I can't make them be around or make them care or make them get back together. I can't control how loyal or not so loyal my so called friends are. I can't control the grades I'm given. And i certainly can't control what people say about me. Do you know what they call me Luke? I'm The Ice Queen, Her Majesty the Queen of Mean, Her Royal Bitchyness. Yes i created her, but only because i learned early out that you need to be cool to be queen. Thinking with her heart is what got Anne Boleyn's head chopped off, the mask, the persona is to protect myself. This though, this i can control." Kendra told him

She reached over to the nightstand and tried to pick up her tea cup and take a calming sip, but her hands shook almost violently. Her secret was finally out and she felt no better about it, she had heard telling someone your darkest secret could make a person feel better, but this just made Kendra feel worse, because now there was one less thing she could control, who would Luke tell.
"You must think I'm a freak. What now Lucas, who will you tell?" she asked him the bitterness evident in her voice

[luke anthony moreau]

she was silent as he touched her scares trying to figure out why she would do this to herself. kendra always seemed to confident and sure of herself he never would have suspected this from her. he was quiet as he waited for her response and she looked away from him as she spoke. she talked about how long she had been doing it and luke was surprised that she was being so honest with him. he was glad to see that she was at least opening up and he wouldn't have to force anything out of her. she had been cutting for quite a long time and before he could even continue to ask her questions she continued knowing what was on his mind. luke didn't know what he was supposed to say or do. he knew people called kendra things of that sort but he didn't know it bothered her as much as it seemed to.

she attempted to drink her tea but her hands were barely able to hold it. grabbing it from her luke set it back on the night stand before she spilled it all over herself. he expected her to be angry at him considering that he was the person who had found out her big secret. don't call yourself that. you need to get help luke told her knowing that was the last thing she wanted to hear. she didn't seem to want anyone else to find out what she was doing to herself. but it wasn't healthy and luke wasn't just going to leave her alone and pretend he hadn't seen what happened. if she wasn't going to stop and get help herself than he was going to have to do whatever it was to get her to stop. maybe they weren't the best of friends but they were close enough that luke cared what happened to her. running a hand through his hair he looked away from kendra and tried to figure things out. he had come here to just have some quick fun and then leave. but now he was faced with a serious situation and luke wasn't the best at dealing with anything serious. which was why he tended to avoid his own problems using sex and alcohol. that was working out well for him but kendra found a much more dangerous way to deal with what was wrong with her.

[kendra anastasia mason]

Her head snapped up viciously when Luke mentioned her needing help. She shot him her most heated and evil glare."I don't need help. I've been doing just fine Luke, I don't need help." She said viciously.

It was ridiculous, she didn't need help! She had it under control, at least that's what she wanted Luke to think. If she was honest with herself, she never had anything under control anymore, her whole life was spiraling out of control, and fast but she wasn't going to tell Luke that, he would just make her try to go and get professional help, which just didn't work into any of her life plans.

She softened her expression, took Luke's hands in hers and did her best to look pathetic. "Please Luke you can't tell anyone. It would ruin everything and I just can't deal with that. I promise i'll try and stop, i let you check me every day if that's what you want, just please don't tell anyone." she begged him turning on the water works and crying into his shirt.

She spent a few mintues crying before pulling away from him and looking down."i'm sorry i'm such a mess. Crying, screaming, god no wonder every things so crazy with me. What's so wrong with me Luke?" she asked him again making sure to look pitiful and sad, god she really deserved an Oscar or something for this performance, she needed to make sure that Luke wouldn't open his mouth to anyone, because if he did everything would be ruined. I mean God Shane hadn't even found out about it yet, she wasn't going to let Luke's big mouth have her dragged off to some center for kids with disorders, Shane manged to "cure" her by himself, why couldn't she make Luke believe the same thing.

(this suckssss so bad, but it's all i've got so far. I have no idea where you wanna go with these two)

[luke anthony moreau]

she was glaring at him in a way that luke had never seen her look at anyone. he was probably going to be in a heap load of trouble with kendra now so he braced himself ready for whatever she was going to say. you're obviously not doing just fine he told her plainly without an emotion in his voice. he was trying to stay as calm as possible so at least one of them could think rationally in this situation. all that was going through kendra's mind was how she was going to keep this a secret and she was probably ready to do whatever she had to. first she went from yelling at him to then begging him not to say anyone. even though him checking on her seemed like a good idea he knew it wasn't realistic. how would he be able to check everywhere for cuts? that wasn't something that would be good for either of them. he wasn't a professional and he didn't know what he was doing with her.

she started to cry into his shirt and luke didn't know what he was supposed to do. he really wasn't a big fan of girl's crying especially when they seemed to use that to their advantage. he patted her back with his free hand as he waited for her to stop the waterfall. a few minutes later she was finished and was back to trying to convince him not to tell anyone what happened. as much as you don't want to admit it you need help luke told her clearly. help that i'm not going to be able to give you by checking on you every day he told her knowing that it wasn't what she wanted to hear. getting off the bed luke went and grabbed his jacket. he was going to have to stop by his house and change his shirt and think about what he was going to do about kendra now that he found out her big secret. i won't tell anyone yet, but you can't keep this a secret for long he told her as he put his arms into his sleeves.

this isn't something you can fix yourself he told her with a simple shrug. that was the hard truth and she was probably going to hate him for saying it to her. luke would much rather her hate him then end up bleeding to death.