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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 4
"Kim!" Clay said, obviously surprised to see her. "What are you doing here?"
"I think there's something we need to discuss."
"O.K. Come on in." He said. "Would you like something to drink?"
"What I'd like...is an explanation for why the hell you raped me!" She almost yelled.
"Kim, if you're talking about last night-"
"You're damn right I'm talking about last night!"
"Well, the only explanation I can give..."
"Yeah?"
"It's all in your head."
"What?"
"It's that simple. Whatever you think happened between us might have been one of your little fantasies."
"Fantasies?!"
"Oh, come on, Kim. The whole world knows you want me, and now that I'm dating Amber, you're willing to do anything to sink your claws into me, including coming up with some story about us sleeping together!"
"O.K. You're not a natural blond, so I know you're not that dumb! What happened last night...and yes, it really happened...was that you came to my apartment, you started to kiss me, I tried to push away, but you wouldn't let go. Next thing I knew, you were on top of me, ripping my clothes off, and at some point during all that, you actually forced yourself on me. And last time I checked, that was called rape!" She explained.
"Last time I checked, I would never do anything like that, especially not to you. Next to Amber, you're my closest female friend."
"Yeah, I thought you were my friend too...until last night."
Clay sighed. "Look, this is stupid. I don't see why we're arguing over something that's obviously a figment of your imagination."
"Yeah. Waking up screaming, finding bruises on my arms and blood on my sheets and my body...I must have one hell of an imagination, Clay. But don't take my word for it...let's ask Amber how much of an imagination I have."
"You wouldn't dare."
"Oh, yeah? Give me one good reason why I shouldn't tell Amber, who just happens to be my best friend as well as your girlfriend, that the man she loves raped his supposedly best friend!"
"Simple. She'll never believe you."
"And why is that?"
"Because she knows, and the world knows, that you and I are very close, and that you'll do anything to make sure that we are romantically linked."
"I will not!"
"Yes, you will. Let me tell you right now, your little plan isn't going to work. Nobody is going to believe that I 'raped' you, especially not Amber."
"Why not? It's the truth."
"How can I put this? I'm the innocent, virginal, boy next door. You...you're an easy lay. Who would you believe?"
"Well, seeing as I am the victim in all this...I choose me. And how dare you call me an easy lay?!"
"Well, you're right. You're not all that easy. You did put up one hell of a fight, after all-"
"How could you be so insensitive?! How can you look yourself in the mirror...or look at Amber knowing what you did to me?!" She exploded.
"It's pretty simple, actually-"
"I can not believe you! You do something so horrible and you just shrug it off, acting all 'whatever' about it! This is serious, Clay! I can never look at you again without remembering how you, in the span of a few minutes, ruined my life!" She yelled, tears in her eyes.
"Kim, just calm down. Maybe there's some way we can work this out and hopefully move on with-"
"Forget it! I don't know if I can ever think of you as my best friend again...or even my friend at all! Hell, I don't know if I can ever be near you again knowing what you did!"
"Well, I believe we have a little problem with that scenario, Kimberley."
"What's that?"
"You see, in case you've forgotten, there's a tour in our future. And believe it or not, we're actually going to be spending a lot of time together. On stage, rehearsing, interviews, the whole deal. And dare I say...we may even be sharing a room together. Bottom line? Whether you like it or not...you're stuck with me."
The tears finally overflowed as Kim realized he was right. As if being raped by Clay wasn't enough...she had to deal with him every day as long as they were signed with American Idol.
"Face it, Kim. You're not getting rid of me that easily. Honestly, if I were you...I'd consider this a good thing. Everywhere you go, I won't be far behind. Every time you turn around...you'll be reminded of me." He said moving closer to her. "You'll hear my voice..." He reached up to touch her hair. "You'll feel me touching you..." He leaned down to whisper in her ear. "You'll remember how good if felt to have me inside you...and you'll be craving to have me again and again..."
Something inside Kim snapped. She didn't know whether it had to do with dealing with being raped, or with Clay's attitude...but suddenly she had had enough.
With anger in her eyes, she reached up and slapped Clay hard.
"I hate you!" She screamed as she hurried to the door.
"That's not what you were saying last night, Kimmie." He taunted.
She simply turned and walked out the door. She hurried down the stairs, tears now streaming down her face. She was not about to give Clay the satisfaction of seeing her at her lowest.
She was halfway to her car when she bumped into someone.
"Kim!" Amber's voice called.
'Oh, great. The last person I wanted to run into.' Kim thought.
She looked up at her and did the only thing she could do.
She kept on running.
"Kim!" Amber called, but she wouldn't stop. Amber shook her head. "Fine, don't say hi."
'What was she doing here?' Amber thought as she walked up to Clay's apartment. 'She didn't tell me she would be here. Maybe...she had a fight with Clay. But why would she be mad at him?'
She knocked on his door.
Inside, Clay immediately thought, 'What? Is Kim coming back to abuse me some more? Bring it on, girlfriend.'
He opened the door...and saw Amber.
"Amber, you're early."
"Yeah, I got done with everything and thought I'd surprise you." She said, giving him a kiss. "I just ran into Kim as I was coming in. She seemed pretty upset."
'Oh, no! Did Kim tell her what happened?' He panicked.
"Yeah, she was. Did she say anything to you about it?" He asked, curious.
"No. I tried to stop her, but she just kept on going. She looked like someone who just lost her best friend."
'In a way, she did.' He thought. "It's nothing serious. She's been pretty stressed out lately with the upcoming tour and all."
"Poor thing. She needs to chill out. I have to talk to her and try-"
"No!" Clay said loudly. Amber just looked at him, confused. "What I mean is...she's going through a lot of personal stuff right now. I told her that she needs to work this out on her own."
"Well..." 'Why does she want to be alone all of a sudden?' "I guess you're right. If she needs us, we're not hard to find."
"Yeah." He said putting his arm around her.
"Clay...did you two have a fight or something?"
"No way. I guess I just wasn't able to give her the answers she was looking for."
"Oh." She couldn't help but wonder what was going on with Kim and what could have made her so upset. And did Clay really try to help her or did he actually make things worse?
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