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Hell Hath No Fury	By : FabulousBeauty Category: Reality TV > American Idol/Pop Idol Views: 1475 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Clay Aiken, Kimberley Locke, Ruben Studdard, and Ryan Seacrest are the property of themselves. I do not know either of them, nor will I be making any money off of this writing. This is a work of fiction.

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Part 18
The person stepped out of the car and removed their sunglasses.
It was none other than...Ryan Seacrest!
"You son of a bitch..." Clay said. "I thought I told you I never wanted to see you again as long as I live."
"Well, it's good to see you too, Clay."
"Enough pleasantries. Why are you here?"
"Simple. We have some unfinished business to take care of."
"No, we don't. We took care of everything after the American Idol finale, when I told you to stay the hell out of my life!"
"You know-"
"I hate to interrupt...well, no I don't..." Amber said. "But would you mind telling me what you have to do with all this?" She asked Ryan.
"Well, Amber, it seems your fiancee-"
"EX-fiancee."
"Ex-fiancee. Sorry. Your ex-fiancee has a little problem accepting the truth."
"You wanna know the truth?" Clay shouted. "The truth is..." He was ready to burst into tears at any second. "The truth is that...Ryan raped me!"
Amber gasped. Ruben's mouth dropped open. Neither of them had expected to hear that.
"Ryan...is this true?" Ashleigh asked.
Ryan nodded sadly. "It is, unfortunately."
"Go ahead, Ryan." Clay taunted. "Tell her what happened. Tell her why you raped me!"
Ryan sighed. "All right. Here's how it happened. It all started on Diane Warren night when Clay sang 'I Could Not Ask For More'. That night, I really fell in love with Clay. I felt as if he was singing that song to me and me alone. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not gay. But for Clay, I would have made an exception. From then on, I made little moves on him. But either he was oblivious or he was really in denial. Either way, he constantly refused my advances. Now I had made a decision. Whether he liked it or not, I would get what I wanted, and what I wanted...was Clay.
So the stage was set. On the night of the finale, I would make Clay mine once and for all.
*Flashback-Finale Night Afterparty*
Clay had just finished talking to Simon when Ryan came up to him.
"Hey, Clay."
"Hey. What's up?"
"I just wanted to see if you wanted a drink."
"Well...now that you mentioned it, I am kind of thirsty. Could you get me a Coke?" He said, reaching for his wallet.
"Oh, no. It's on me."
"Really? Thanks."
"I'll be right back."
"O.K."
Ryan went to the bar and got himself a Sprite for himself as well. But before he left the bar, he took something out of his pocket. It was a packet of white powder. He poured the packet in Clay's drink, then stirred it up to make sure it was completely dissolved. Once he was satisfied, he took the drink over to Clay.
"Oh, thank you." He said and took a few sips.
'That's right, Clay. Drink and be merry, for tonight you will be mine.'

About 45 minutes later, Clay started to feel woozy.
"Are you all right?" Kim asked Clay.
"No, I'm not. I don't know why, but I feel like I'm going to pass out."
That was just what Ryan was waiting for. He walked over to Clay and Kim.
"Hey, is Clay all right?" He asked.
"No, he doesn't feel well." Kim spoke up.
"What happened?"
"I don't know. He just said he felt like he was ready to fall over."
"Oh, man. Maybe I should get him out of here." Ryan offered.
"That would be great." Clay said.
"O.K. Can you stand or walk?" He asked.
Clay was able to stand up, but as soon as he started to walk, he got dizzy.
"Oh, man...maybe I should help you."
"Yeah, thanks."
He put his arm around Clay and helped him outside to his car.
"Come on. I'm taking you to your hotel."
"O.K."
Ryan helped Clay in on the passenger side, then got in on the driver's side.
He drove off...but not in the direction of Clay's hotel.
"You all right, Clay?" He asked. "Clay?" He got no answer, for he was out cold. Ryan smiled. "Perfect. Everything's going as planned."
Soon they arrived at Ryan's hotel. He helped Clay out of the car and took him up to his room. He lay Clay on the bed, then went over to the door, put a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the doorknob, and locked the door.
"All right. Now the real fun begins." He walked over to Clay. "You may have lost American Idol, but tonight...you and I will truly be winners." He said, slowly removing Clay's jacket, then moving on to his shirt...

Clay struggled to open his eyes. Things were a little blurry at first. He couldn't see what was going on.
Soon he felt something...or someone touching him.
"What's going on?" He asked dazed. "Where am I?"
"So, Sleeping Beauty awakens at last." He heard a voice say.
"What..." His vision cleared just enough to see Ryan's face. "Ryan...what are you doing in my hotel room?"
"On the contrary, Clay...you're in my room."
"Why?" He looked down and saw that he was naked. "What's going on?" He began to panic. "Ryan, what are you-"
He didn't get a chance to finish because Ryan quickly covered his mouth with his own. Clay tried to push Ryan off him, but soon he felt something push into him. Panic rushed through him as he finally realized what was happening.
"Ryan, get off me!" He yelled. "Stop!"
"Oh, I don't intend on stopping anytime soon, Clay." He said as he moved fast within him.
"Please, Ryan..."
"That's right, Clay. Say my name, beg for it. Just lie back and enjoy it...I know I am."
Tears rushed out of Clay's eyes.
"I can give you what you need, Clay...not Kim, not Carmen...not any woman. Only a man knows how to please another man."
Clay reluctantly gave up the battle. He just wanted this nightmare to end.

Ryan was getting dressed. It was 4:00 in the morning, but he had to get ready for interviews.
"That was a great night, wasn't it?" He told Clay...who was still in bed, holding the covers over his face so Ryan wouldn't see him crying.
"Clay?" He asked, walking over to the bed and slowly pulling the covers off him. "You doing O.K.?"
"What do you think?" He replied sarcastically.
"Oh, come on. I couldn't have been that bad now-"
"You were that bad, Ryan! You raped me! You took advantage of my condition and used that to..." Clay burst into tears.
"Oh, Clay..." He reached out.
"Don't touch me!" He yelled. "Haven't you had enough?"
"Maybe you're right. I've done all I can do with you, so..." He got up to leave.
"Wait! You're just going to leave me here? And not apologize for what you did?"
"Why? I'm not sorry for what happened between us. I suggest you get some rest. You've got interviews to do this morning. I'll see you around." With that, Ryan left the room...and left Clay a broken man.
Clay continued to cry as he thought of how he lost his innocence in this violent way. And to Ryan...someone he trusted and respected deeply...or at least, he used to. He rushed to the bathroom and started vomiting. He had never known what it was like for someone to literally make him sick...until now.
And Ryan Seacrest really made him sick to his stomach.
"Why, Ryan? Why?" He asked as he lay back against the bathroom wall and cried.

*End Flashback*
"I almost didn't want to go on after that." Clay explained. "Who knows how many times he raped me over the course of the night. All I remember was that one time...and that was one too many."
"Believe me, Clay. It made me sick to even think about what I did to you. I couldn't even look myself in the mirror...I felt so horrible."
"So why did you do it in the first place?!" He yelled.
"Because I love you!" Ryan yelled back.
"You...love me?" Clay said quietly. "But I'm not gay!"
"Believe me, you did everything to prove to me you weren't." He opened the car door and took out a videotape. "I believe you remember this." He said.
"What's that?" Amber asked.
"We don't have a VCR available, unfortunately...but I'll still tell you what this is. Do you remember the night of your engagement party?"
"Yeah, I do."
"This is a tape from that night...of Clay raping Kimberley Locke."
"What?" She turned to Clay. "You taped it?! You sick son of a bitch!"
"I only taped it to prove to Ryan once and for all that I wasn't gay! I didn't want him! I like women! Not guys! And sure as hell not you!"
"Oh, I got that message loud and clear. As a matter of fact...I still have the note that you sent me with that tape." He pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket.
He read. "I hope this answers your question, Ryan. I am not gay and never will be. I will never forgive you for what you did to me. I'm not happy with what I did to Kim, believe me...but I had to do something to get you to believe that I don't like men, and I certainly don't like you. Stay the hell away from me and stay the hell out of my life."
"This doesn't concern you anymore, Ryan." Clay spoke up. "So go away and leave me alone."
"No, I can't leave you alone...at least, not until I apologize-"
"There's nothing to apologize for, Ryan. It's over."
"No, it's not, Clay. As far as I'm concerned, it will never be over between us. But...I am sorry for what I did to you that night."
"No, you're not!"
"I am sorry, believe me! I guess my emotions got the better of me that night. I had realized that after that night, I would never see you again...so I did what I did to make sure you'll remember me forever."
"Well, I do remember you...but not the way you wanted me to."
"Yes, and I'm truly sorry. Could you find it in your heart to forgive me?"
"No! I'll never forgive you for what you did to me! I hurt my best friend because of you!"
"You mean..."
"Yes. I didn't want to do what I did to Kim, but ever since that night, I felt I had to constantly prove to myself that I wasn't gay! That's why I did what I did and I will forever regret it!" He began to cry.
"Clay..." Amber started to feel sorry for him. "If only I'd known what was going on-"
"You had no idea, Amber. You couldn't have known what I was going through. I couldn't put that on you. You had enough going on in your life without me giving you my problems to deal with. I couldn't tell you...because I didn't want to lose you."
"Clay...you wouldn't have lost me. I would have done what I've always done. I would have been there for you and helped you out best that I can...just like you would have done for me if I was in your shoes."
"Amber...I've been a jerk, and I'm not afraid to admit it. Could you ever forgive me?"
"Well..." She knew she could never forgive him for raping her best friend, but at least she could forgive him for not telling her what was going on with him. "I don't like the fact that you lied to me, or the fact that you raped Kim...but I do like that you took responsibility for your actions. That's what I've always liked about you, that you were so quick to take yourself off a pedestal that many had put you on. You were so real, and true, and open. That was why I was able to look past your voice...and see you for who you are. I know we have some stuff to work out still..." She began to cry herself. "But yes. I forgive you."
Through his tears, Clay was able to smile for the first time since Ruben saved Kim. He held his arms out for Amber and she started to make her way to him...
But in the span of only two seconds...Ryan had pulled out his own gun and fired. He his Clay square in the chest, and just for good measure, fired a second shot in the same area.
Amber screamed as she saw Clay get shot right before her eyes.
Clay soon fell to the ground, his chest a crimson mess. Amber ran over to him. Ruben came from behind the car. Not even he had expected events to turn out like this.
"You see, Clay..." Ryan said. "I made myself a promise after that night when I raped you."
All Clay could do was look up at him, anger in his eyes.
"If I couldn't have you...no one can."
Clay had enough strength left to yell, "You bastard!" at Ryan.
"Clay..." Amber was kneeling over him, crying. "It's going to be all right. I'm going to get you some help. It'll be-"
"Amber..." He whispered. "Don't. It's too late. I'm paying for my sins."
"No, don't say that..."
"Could you do me...one last favor?"
"Anything."
"Please...tell Kim...I'm sorry."
She nodded. "I sure will."
A few seconds later, Clay Aiken closed his eyes...for the last time.
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