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Femme Fatale

Summary: Annette�s day goes from bad to worse while Kathryn deals with her mother.

Chapter 7: You Blew Me Off

* Annette *

�Oh my god! Daddy what are you doing�with her?!�
I came over to deliver some fresh flowers to my father but instead I walked into my worst nightmare realized. There on the living room sat my half dressed father with Kathryn straddling his lap completely topless. My own father was fucking Kathryn, the girl who was doing everything in her power to ruin my life. That aside he was also more than half her age.
Still as my eyes locked with her sparkling green ones I didn�t see embarrassment looking back at me but triumph. I knew then this was just another ploy of hers. She was using my father to get to me and there was no way I was going to stand for it.
For his part my father looked just as horrified and embarrassed as I felt. �A-Annette what are you�this isn�t�what are you doing here?�
�I brought you some flowers from that market you like in the city� showing him the bouquet I let them drop to the floor. �I didn�t think I would be interrupting anything. I never thought I would�daddy what are you doing with this tramp?� Looking at Kathryn�s blank expression I screamed �get the hell off of him!�
To my great astonishment she did quickly pull away from him only to burst into tears a second later. �I�m so sorry Annette� she wailed as she covered up herself with a blanket. �I never meant for this to happen. God you must hate me!�
Knowing it was all an act I screamed �oh knock it off Kathryn! Save it for someone who actually buys your act!�
Apparently that person was my father because after he got himself dressed, he put a comforting arm around Kathryn �don�t cry honey, she didn�t mean it. Annette�s just upset.�
�Daddy!� I screamed completely stunned that not only did he seem to buy Kathryn�s sudden shift but that he was choosing to comfort her rather than his own daughter. Stepping closer to him I pleaded �you don�t actually believe her do you? It�s an act! She�s trying to hurt me for something that happened years ago. Kathryn�s just using you to get to me, can�t you see tha-
�That�s enough Annette� my usually reserved father yelled at me. �Now I�m sorry that you walked in on us but I am an adult and this is my home. Kathryn is my guest and I will not be dictated to in my own home.�
I drew back from him feeling as though I had just been slapped. It occurred to me then what Kathryn was after. She wanted to turn my own father against me. In a million years I never would have thought it would work but looking into my fathers eyes I could see it already was. My father was always big on saving people and Kathryn was painting herself as the ultimate victim.
Sitting cuddled in my father�s arms she cried softly. Through her tears she looked up at me �Annette I didn�t want to hurt you, honest! I just wanted to make amends and your father volunteered to help me.�
�So what you crawled in his lap to thank him? You make me sick Kathryn! I know what you are doing and there is no way I will let you hurt me father!�
�Annette� my father addressed me the warning evident in his voice.
�No daddy can�t you see what she�s doing? She�s trying to turn you against me. Kathryn is a manipulative witch and she�s using your loneliness as a way-
�Ok I have heard about enough� he said getting to his feet suddenly. �I am sorry about this Annette but if you can�t stop your ranting and raving I�m going to ask you to leave.�
�You want ME to leave?�
He nodded gravely �yes I do, please go.�
I stared up at his in shock then looked back to Kathryn who had magically stopped crying and was now smirking at me. Shaking my head I told her before turning to leave �this isn�t over.�
After that I nearly ran out of the house slamming the door on my way out. I ran to my car and as soon as I was inside I started to pound on the steering wheel in anger. How could he? My own father believed HER over his daughter! Was he so blind that he couldn�t see he was being manipulated? I had always thought of my father as a strong, intelligent man, never to be swayed by temptation. He hadn�t gone on a single date since my mother died eight years ago. Kathryn was likely aware of this and using it to her advantage.
As angry as I was in that moment what I really felt like doing was crying. I could feel my father slipping away from me and I felt powerless to stop it. How could I possibly fight Kathryn Merteuil? A long time ago I had come close but in the end it only seemed to make her stronger.
A few tears started to fall down my face as my shaky hands reached for the cell phone in my glove compartment. I needed to talk with Richard; I hadn�t spoken to him much in the past few days. I still felt guilty about my feelings for Owen and wasn�t sure what to do about it. However I needed to tell him about what was going on with my father. He would understand.
I dialed our home number only to get no answer after ten rings. Figuring he was out or at work I checked my voice mail to see if he left a message. He had.
After I listened to it twice the phone dropped from my hand. �Oh god� I whispered out loud.

* * * * * *

�He�s leaving me� I told Owen later that night. �Richard left a message on my voice mail saying he saw a tape of us having sex and that it�s over!�
Sitting down beside me he rested a hand on my lower back as he pressed gently �what tape? We were in my office how could anyone have��
�Kathryn!� I screamed suddenly angry as I rose up from his couch. �I know she has something to do with it! She shows up right when everything starts to fall apart, that�s no coincidence Owen!�
Watching me as I paced his spacious living room furiously he asked in a calm voice �but how could she have done it Annette? We were alone.�
Shaking my I replied �I don�t know. She probably has the whole office bugged with cameras just waiting to find something to use against me.�
Owen chuckled �okay don�t you think you�re being a little paranoid?�
I stopped pacing and turned to him. �Owen you don�t know her, she would do something like that! After what I walked in on today nothing she does would surprise me.�
Getting up from his spot on the couch he put his hand gently on my arm and asked �what did you walk in on?�
Avoiding his gaze I looked to the floor. The image on the two of them was still playing over and over again in my head along with the look my father gave me before throwing me out. �I went to my father�s house and walked in on him and Kathryn�having sex.�
Owen let out a surprised laugh �what?�
�It�s not funny� I sighed. �I couldn�t believe my own father would be taken in by her.�
�Well� he shrugged �she is a beautiful woman and when was the last time your father has been with someone romantically?�
�Thats the point he hasn�t been with anyone in awhile. I know he�s lonely and Kathryn�s using that against him. She�s using him to get to me.� Shaking my head I whispered �and there�s nothing I can do to stop her.�
Collapsing back on the couch I realized for the first time that night how tired I was. It had been an exhausting day to say the least. First walking in on my father and Kathryn, then that phone call to Richard which after I listened to a hundred or so times I broke down and cried for hours. After while I needed to get out and a short time later I found myself standing in Owen�s doorway.
�Annette� Owen murmured in my ear. �Your father is a grown up and he can take care of himself. Eventually he�ll see Kathryn for what she really is and he�ll throw HER out on her ass.�
�Yeah but by that time it will be too late. What ever she�s up to it goes beyond just sleeping with him, I just know it.�
Putting his hand on my face he forced me to turn around and look at him. �I promise you I won�t let her hurt you or your father. We�ll figure some way to get rid of her for good.�
I couldn�t help but smile as I asked �how?�
�Don�t know yet but I�ll tell you a secret�I can be just as crafty as Kathryn if I want to be.�
�Oh yeah� I laughed. �Owen you could be nothing but sweet and generous and you know it.�
With a strange smile he replied �I wouldn�t bet on it.�
�So what do you think I should do about Richard?�
He shifted on the couch so he was sitting closer to me. �Well it�s up to you I guess. Do you want to fight for your marriage?�
I sighed recalling Richard�s harsh words on the phone. He told me he was leaving our home so it would be available if I wanted to play house with Owen. Wincing I told him �he�s filling for divorce tomorrow. There is a part of me that still loves him but��
�But?�
Smiling I cupped his face and told him �but I�m also crazy in love with you.�
�Well then I think you got your answer.�
We smiled at each other before he pulled me into a kiss. Wrapping my arms around him I realized all I wanted to do was get lost in him. Forget Kathryn, Richard and my father. The only thing that existed was us. Breaking away I whispered to him �take me to bed.�

* Owen *

Annette looked so beautiful when she slept. It almost made me feel guilty for deceiving her.
Almost
It was strange that I had been close to her for three years and yet I felt little for her. Pity maybe but that was about it. When I looked into her angelic face and bright blue eyes all I saw looking back at me was the spawn of the man who was responsible for taking my best friend from me.
Robert and I had been like brothers. Closer even seeing as I barely spoke with my own siblings. Sure he fucked up by trying to deal on school property but to throw him in jail for something so trivial was ridiculous. Manchester was riddled with druggies and dealers and Hardgrove knew it. He just needed someone to put the blame on so Robert was the perfect scapegoat. Instead of throwing him in rehab or a detention center he goes to prison. The poor guy was there only three weeks before getting stabbed to death.
So yes I believed I was completely justified in wanting to see the Hardgroves pay. Three years ago I had just graduated high school and didn�t have a clue as to how to go about my revenge. Then out of the blue I get a call from Kathryn. She wondered if I remembered her which I found amusing. The girl was hard to forget.
Still as much as I enjoyed our time in the sack I had more or less chalked her up to being just another vacant Manhattan debutante. She proved me wrong by offering up a truly twisted and delicious plan to destroy Annette. Apparently there was a lot more to Kathryn than laid between her legs.
When I agreed to go to Northeastern and meet up with Annette I was pretty skeptical about it actually working. However it did just as Kathryn planned. In all honesty I thought when I was first getting to know Annette I would start to care about her but something strange happened. The more I saw her the more I seemed to detest her. I hated Northeasters, I hated the city I was living in, I hated the guys I was staying with and most of all I hated her for putting me in that position.
Now as I quietly got up from my bed I looked down at her sleeping peacefully. So trusting and sweet she would never believe that her best friend hated her more than anyone on earth. Possibly more than Kathryn.
Briefly I toyed with the idea of putting the pillow over her head and pulling the life from her. What would it feel like? Would killing her be a rush or would it just make me feel even more empty inside? Clutching my feather pillow in my hand I thought about it briefly before realizing Kathryn would have a fit if I did. Knowing her she would want to be here to witness it.
Thinking of Kathryn reminded me I was supposed to call her. Tossing the pillow to the floor I crept from the room and went into the kitchen to make a phone call. It was late but I knew she would be up because I had a theory she never actually slept. Dialing her number I waited until her irritated voice picked up �hello?�
�He left her just as you planned�
There was a long pause on her end before she sighed �actually that was quicker than I thought. Guess their marriage really was in trouble.�
�Well she�s taking it bad� I told her as I looked back towards the bedroom. �She showed up at my place a complete wreck. By the way she thinks you did it. She was ranting about video cameras and bugs around the office.�
�Let her tear the place apart. Make her look like a complete nut job.�
I laughed as I recalled the other thing she told me. �Annette is also quite upset about you and her father. You naughty bitch, did you actually fuck him?�
She chuckled darkly �yes and old Ben loved every moment of it. He pulled his pants off so fast after his precious daughter was out of the house; I thought he was going to give himself a coronary.�
�I can�t believe you nailed him� I remarked amazed. �Don�t you have an age limit?�
�Hmm actually he wasn�t bad. A little rusty at first but after the second time he had me nearly worn out. Maybe he could give you a few tips Owen.�
�That�s cute� I sneered. �Now how about you tell me what exactly you�re up to with him.�
�How about you just concentrate of fucking with goldilocks head and leave the headmaster to me, okay?�
I wanted to tell her it wasn�t okay. That Ben Hardgrove was my target and I wanted to be the one to take him down. However as strange as it sounded there was a part of me that was a little fearful of Kathryn. I�ve seen what she�s done to the people who�ve crossed her and I wasn�t terribly eager to become one of them.
�Fine� I grumbled into the receiver. �You work on Hargrove. Besides what ever you�re up to it seems to be working and she doesn�t suspect a thing on my end.�
�Owen?�
At the sound of my name I spun around to find Annette standing in the doorway with a worried expression. Not sure how much she overheard I smiled trying to be as inconspicuous as possible �Annette what are you doing out of bed?�
�I woke up and you weren�t there. Who are you talking to? It sounds like you�re up to something.�
Luckily I was a good liar. �It�s my sister, we were just discussing my mothers birthday. She�s throwing her a surprise party.�
�Oh� she smiled softly �that�s nice, I�m sorry I interrupted.�

�No it�s ok� I laughed. �I need an excuse to hang up with her anyway. Let me just get rid of her.� Putting the phone back to my ear I said �that sounds great sis, I look forward to seeing you again.�
�You�re such a bullshit artist� Kathryn snickered.
�I learned from the best�
�Well have fun with Blondie and remember to burn the sheets before I come over again.�
�Will do bye-bye�
As I hung up the phone I approached Annette with my good guy smile. �Sorry about that.�
�It�s no problem. You really are such a sweet guy Owen.�
Wrapping my arms around her I kissed her forehead and replied �I have my moments.�

* Kathryn *

After dodging her calls for a week and a half I decided it was finally time to pay a visit to my mother. What I needed to do couldn�t be done over the phone so I made plans to meet her at her place. Apparently in the divorce agreement Edward didn�t have to pay her a cent but he did give her the townhouse. I wasn�t terribly eager to go back to that place knowing the memories it would evoke but I had little alternative.
Mai Lie of all people let me in. She was courteous as always and avoided making eye contact like she had in the past. For some reason I actually found this touching. After she offered to make me the tea I liked I replied �thank you Mai lie.�
She looked up at me in shock before leaving the room. Alone I walked into the massive living room that seemed just as big as I remembered. For a brief moment it seemed like nothing had changed. Everything appeared to be as it was when I left four years ago.
Unable to help myself I went to my old bedroom expecting it to be as I had left it. To my shock it wasn�t. The room had been completely remodeled and turned into an exercise room. After slamming the door in disgust I charged over to Sebastian�s room only to find it was exactly as he left it.
It was a beautiful spring day but the room felt incredibly cold. Everywhere I looked I saw something that reminded me of Sebastian. There wasn�t a thing in the room that didn�t hold some memory. I walked around touching his things feeling strangely moved by it. It occurred to me suddenly why I hadn�t wanted to come back to this place. I didn�t want to think about him. I spent the past years trying to repress all memories of Sebastian and for the most part I had been successful. Then I come here and it�s like nothing had changed.
This little trip down memory lane was starting to make me feel nauseous. Rushing suddenly from the room I went back to the living room to find my mother still hadn�t arrived. Walking around examining her things I realized everything was as it was except for one thing. There were no more happy family pictures.
There use to be a few of the four of us resting on the piano. However now all that remained were photos of my mother. I scowled at them until I noticed a familiar face staring back at me, myself. Reaching for the framed picture I picked it up to find it was a photo taken on Sebastian and me when we were barely fourteen. I couldn�t really recall when it was taken but it was back when we weren�t as tainted or jaded. We were smiling standing side by side in matching Manchester uniforms. We were happy but there was something else in our eyes�innocence.
At the realization I dropped the picture onto the piano. I wasn�t that little girl in the photo, I couldn�t be. She had hope and maybe a little optimism. That was gone now and it would never be coming back. Looking down at my hands I realized I was shaking. I shook them trying to stop it while whispering to myself �get a fucking grip.�
�Who are you talking to dear?�
I spun around at my mother�s voice. She stood standing in the door way fixing me with a curious stare. Forcing a smile I said �no one, just myself. You look lovely mother.�
�Yes I just got my hair done� she replied preening her unnaturally dark hair. �Have a seat Kathryn.�
Sitting down in one of the chairs across from her I crossed my legs and folded my hands in my lap just as I had been taught. �Well I�m glad you could see me today mother. I know you�ve been busy.�
�Of course darling. It�s just been all these charity events that I�m heading. Nobody can do a thing without me but oh well it�s for a good cause I suppose. In any event I thought it was time you and I became a little closer.�
�You did?� For a brief moment I wanted to believe she meant it. Deep down I knew she didn�t but maybe there was still a trace of that little girl�s optimism left in me.
�Yes dear after all you are my daughter and it�s been so long since we�ve seen each other.�
I smiled �yeah it has been.�
�Well you�ve become so successful since the last time we saw one another. I have to admit I was rather surprised when I found out. You�ll have to tell me how you did it dear. I take it you married some man and took him for all he was worth? It was a good move to take the company too.�
My smile and optimism falling I replied �no I didn�t marry anyone mother. I earned the money all on my own and the company as well.�
�Oh� she replied looking somewhat disappointed �well that�s nice dear. Now do you remember what we discussed at Annette�s party last week regarding the loan?�
I wanted to reply �yes mother I wasn�t the one half drunk of her ass�. Instead I said �yes I remember. That�s why you needed to see me today, for the money?�
�Oh Kathryn� she sighed �don�t be so dramatic. �Of course I wanted to see you but yes I am having some financial troubles and since you�re doing so well now I would think you�d want to help me. I mean after everything you put me through��
Keeping my voice steady I repeated �everything I put you through.�
�Yes, starting with that scandal when you left town. Everyone read that journal you know, everyone. I know they were all talking behind my backs about what a terrible mother I was. Like it was might fault you turned out the way you did? Honestly it was all I could do just to hold my head up in proper society.� She sighed �well I suppose it�s just the price you pay for being a mother. You know after I had you I knew it wouldn�t be a great idea to have any more children. I mean it wasn�t that you weren�t a lovely child it was that you were just so�temperamental. It was so hard for you to follow the simplest of directions. Well I guess I thought having you would keep your father around but apparently I was very wrong. He left as soon as he could. Oh well�I guess everything worked out in the end, right? We still have our money and good looks don�t we dear?�
Right then every pure memory I ever had shattered. I wanted to scream at her that this was all her fault! She was the reason I turned out the way I did. Her constant criticizing and put downs, nothing was ever good enough for her. I had to be the perfect daughter at all costs and if I wasn�t she offered me plenty of helpful hints. You want to be thinner, shove your finger down your throat. You want to have more energy, pop a pill. You want a man, be the best fuck he�s ever had. You want something, go after it and show no mercy.
Every life lesson I had learned came from my mother in one form or another. She created me then pulled out any innocence I might have had in me. I wanted to scream and yell at her but most of all I wanted to cry. For that I hated her more than anything. I hadn�t cried in years and here she was making me feel useless as ever.
Instead of doing all these things I swallowed my anger and somehow produced a smile on my face. �Yes mother I suppose you�re right. I�m sorry for what�I�ve put you through.�
�It�s all right dear, I forgive you. Now about that check��
Nodding I told her �why�t y�t you give me your banking information and I�ll have the money wired into your account. No muss, no fuss.�
She smiled obviously pleased at this idea. �All right let me just get a pad.� As she turned back to the desk I scowled at her thinking about how much I would enjoy taking her down, literally. �Here it is dear, my account number and the bank I�m currently using. When can I expect it?�
�Right away� I assured her. �I�ll call my assistant after we have lunch.�
She frowned �oh sorry Kathryn I don�t think I will be able to make it today. I forgot I scheduled a facial at Elizabeth Arden�s. You understand don�t you?�
�Sure mother� I said icily. �I should be going also.�
My mother leaned forward and I thought she was going to hug me. However she just blew me an air kiss on the cheek and said �I�ll talk to you soon dear, you know the way out.�
�Good bye� I said dropping my smile as I made my way out the front door. I walked past the doorman and around the corner to where my jag was hidden discreetly. Getting in I thought about what I was going to do. Earlier I was having some regrets but then thanks to my mother I was rudely brought back to reality. She deserved this and so much more.
The townhouse came complete with an underground garage. Luckily for me I still knew the code to open it. Backing the car inside I wasn�t surprise in the least to see it bear except for my mothers Mercedes. Poor mother was so broke she couldn�t even afford the chauffer any more, she had to drive herself.
I staid there hidden in the twenty feet of tunnel that connected the outside street and the parking garage. Looking in my rearview mirror I watched patiently for her to come out. I didn�t have to wait long.
My mother came out by herself just as I suspected she would. I watched as she made the walk from the door to her car on the other side of the garage. When she was directly behind my car and in view of it I noticed she was completely oblivious to the fact I was there.
With a cold smirk I put the car quickly in reverse and backed into her. She screamed loudly but of course there was no one around to hear her. Out of my rearview mirror I could see her lying helplessly on the ground with blood dripping from her head. I watched her for a perverse moment before quickly leaving making sure to leave the door open behind me.
As I drove away you would think my thoughts would be on my mother but they weren�t. I was thinking about Sebastian. He would be so pleased to know I was putting his car to such good use.

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