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Desire and Revenge	By : AbiDanielle Category: Reality TV > American Idol/Pop Idol Views: 2093 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the people I am writing about in this fanfiction. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter Seven

It had been about a month since the birth of Jason and Ramiele’s son whom they had named Austin. David and Cook had visited a couple of the times but unfortunately, on one of those particular visits, some of the paparazzi had caught sight of them leaving the Castro home and had caught up with them. The cat was out of the bag now. Cook was back and he was alive. The controversy that went up following that story was insane and unfortunately, David and Cook had to restrict themselves to the confines of the house until they hype died down a little. It was still very strong now but they didn’t have a choice. David had an album he was working on Cook was wanted back in studio to continue work on a long awaited sophomore album for the fans. So, they couldn’t hide from things forever and before they knew it, the two of them found themselves in a familiar situation, the situation of not being able to have much time together. For the first time ever, it didn’t bother them because they’d been able to keep the news of Cook’s return hidden for roughly a month and they’d had all that time together.

Now, David found himself in the recording studio, finishing up the recording of another track. He had written the song in question for Cook but he hadn’t yet played it for him. He was hoping that it would make its way onto the album so he could debut it as a special dedication to the love of his life. Currently, that love was in a meeting with some of the execs, trying to figure out how he was going to revive his career, which had been on hold for four years since he had been missing.

David finished recording the song and he set the headphones down on the microphone stand in front of him. He turned to look through the window where Jack was giving him a smile and a nod, meaning that they were done for the day. David smiled back and waved, turning to leave but coming to an abrupt halt when he spotted a familiar woman standing in the doorway to the recording room. It was Emily and she was smiling but there was something about his former fiancée’s smile that he didn’t like very much and he smiled back nervously, scratching the back of his head with his hand.

“Emily, uh, what a surprise! What are you doing here?” he asked, still scratching the back of his head and trying not to look nervous about the fact that she was making him uncomfortable. Ever since the day he and Cook had gone to the hospital for the birth of Austin, David hadn’t really been very comfortable about the thought of Emily anymore. He still didn’t have a clue why she had been following them that day and it was starting to seriously unnerve him. He didn’t like it very much and a part of him wanted to report her to the police.

“What? Just because we’re not together anymore, that means I can’t come see you record?” she asked with a confused look on her face. There was something in her sickeningly sweet tone of voice that made David want to shudder but he held his ground, he smiled nervously again. “Are you alright David?” she asked. He nodded, although he was not all right, not in the least.

“Well, I, uh…” he began, trying to think of a reason to get away with her and fast. He was getting more and more nervous by the second and he didn’t know why. He’d never been nervous before with Emily presence. It didn’t make sense to him. “I hate to be frank but um…I have a meeting to get to!” he thought quickly. David silently thanked his ability to think up excuses off the top of his head. Emily frowned and David just shrugged.

Not wanting her to catch on to his lie, David grabbed his jacket and hurried passed her, heading out into the hallway and walking swiftly down it toward the lobby area, intending to turn into another hallway from there to make it look like he really did have a meeting to get to. He could feel her eyes on him as he walked and he was thankful that she wasn’t following. Her burning stare made him feel uncomfortable and he quickened his pace, crossing the lobby and disappearing down the hallway on the other side. He glanced back over his shoulder quickly before breaking into a run.

David didn’t know where he was going but he needed to get farther away from her before she did decide to follow him. Just because he was no longer in her eyesight, didn’t mean she could start walking after him and catch up to him. No, he couldn’t have that, he had to put some distance between the two of them and make sure that she wouldn’t have the slightest inkling where he had disappeared to if she did decide to follow him. He didn’t know why he was feeling so uncomfortable about her presence but something was not right and he could tell that much just by the way she had acted. Huffing from being out of breath because of the running, David finally pulled open a door and dashed inside, slamming it shut behind him. It took him a moment before he registered the groans and cries that were filling the room and he froze. Slowly, he turned his head around and his mouth dropped open. Never had he ever expected that he would walk in on something like he just had.

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“Alright, so we’re going to go with all new music than?” asked Pete as he looked down at a stack of papers in front of him. David nodded his head. “Sounds good to me David. It’s best that you start over fresh. A lot has changed in four years you know.” Again, David nodded his head.

“It’s so good to know that you’re alive and well,” remarked Trisha from David’s left. “David Cook is going to sell out his second CD with a bang, that’s for sure,” she added with a smile. David merely smiled at her and turned his attention back to Pete who had started going through the stack of papers, making sure everything was in order.

“If you don’t mind, I’d like to write the music myself,” he said suddenly. Pete looked up at him and Trisha had another smile on her face. “I’m serious,” David said. “I really think the fans would enjoy the effort I put into this CD a lot more if I were to write all the songs,” he added. Pete glanced at Trisha who gave him a curt nod.

“Alright than David,” he said, dropping the stack of papers back down onto the table with a heavy thud. “I trust you to write all your own music. And you’re right, the fans would probably appreciate the CD a lot more.” David smiled at him and gave his head a curt nod.

“Well, I was thinking, I’ve been missing for so long, they probably think the least I could do is putt a little effort into this CD and what better way to do that than by writing the music that will be on it?” he said. Pete smiled at him and nodded his head in agreement. Looking down at the stack of papers, he picked up the top one and placed it on the table, sliding it across the table to David. He than placed a pen on top of it.

“All I need now is for you to sign that and then we’ll be in business,” he told him, nodding his head at the paper. David smiled and looked down at the contract that was sitting in front of him. Pete waited patiently while he read it through and carefully signed his name at the bottom, recapping the pen and sliding it back across the table to him. “Excellent! David Cook, welcome back,” he commented and David let out the biggest smile yet, except for when he was making love with Archuleta.

David stood up and pushed his chair back. “Well, if we’re done here,” Pete gave him another nod of the head. “Than, I guess I will be leaving. David and I have a dinner date planned and I’m supposed to meet him out front shortly.” Pete gave him yet another nod and stood up. David shook his hand and gave Trisha a hug before turning promptly and leaving the meeting room.

He walked down the hall toward the lobby, a smile on his face. He couldn’t wait to see his Archuleta and tell him the good news, how he would be writing all the music that would be on the album. His heart leaped as he approached the lobby, seeing as he was expecting to find Archuleta waiting for him there. There was someone waiting for him but it wasn’t Archuleta.

“Emily?” David questioned, glancing around the lobby. “Where’s David?” Emily looked up at him and something about the gleam in her eye made David wonder if something wasn’t right. Still he held his ground and waited for Emily to reply.

“He left already, David,” she replied in a sharp tone. David furrowed his eyebrows at her. Somehow he didn’t think she was telling the truth but he wasn’t about to say anything. Emily stood up and walked over to stand right in front of him. David didn’t like the way she approached him and decided to take a step back. “He said to tell you that he doesn’t love you anymore and he asked me to give you this as a good-bye present!” she cried. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Emily thrust her fist forward, connecting with David’s stomach and he keeled over. She wasted no time following up with a kick at him and before David knew what was happening, he had gone crashing to the floor.

“You shouldn’t have tried to escape David,” Emily said, shaking her head and folding her arms across her chest. “That was a big no-no. Now you’ve made things difficult on me and Ami,” she went on. David’s eyes went wide.

“Ami?” he asked.

“Your kidnapper you idiot,” Emily said with a scowl. She rolled her eyes and aimed another kick at him, but this time David was ready for her. He caught her foot with his hand and twisted it away, sending her sprawling to the floor. He used the time to pull himself to his feet and walk over to where she lay on the floor, attempting to regain herself.

“I’ve had experience attacking a girl before and I’m not going to give you a break. I don’t care who you are,” he stated in a strangely cold voice. Emily grunted and plowed directly into his waist, knocking him to the floor again. She sat on him and started swinging but David was more prepared now, and he caught every single, forcing her fists away from him. “You’re not going to dirty up my pretty face bitch!” he said, grabbing both her wrists and thrusting her backward, throwing her off of him and standing up again. However, David doubted that this fight was far from over. He knew that Emily was only getting started and this was going to be a very long afternoon. He only hoped Archuleta would show up soon. He had a feeling that Emily wouldn’t dare act the way she was if he was present and he didn’t have to ask himself why either. Emily wanted Archuleta and it became clear to David that she would stop at nothing to get him.

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“Oh yes Simon! Harder baby, harder!” David stood, still frozen, against the door of the room he had just dashed into. His eyes were glued to the scene in front of him. The very scene that proved the news that had erupted on the media two years ago. Ryan Seacrest was bent over the desk in the room. He was naked and who else but Simon Cowell was behind him and it was very clear to David what the two of them were doing. Simon was pounding into Ryan’s ass with a fury that David had never seen before, not even with himself and Cook. It was Ryan who was groaning and crying out. David stood transfixed by the door, not able to move.

“Take it Ryan, take it hard!” the British man said in a grunt. David’s eyes traveled down the judge’s naked body and came to rest on his ass. He had to admit the man had a pretty nice looking ass. His eyes traveled from Simon’s ass around to the front of him where his front side met with Ryan’s backside. From what David could see, the cock that was thrusting in and out of Ryan’s ass was huge. It was pink and obviously throbbing. From what he could tell, Simon wasn’t far from reaching his climax.

“SIMON!” Ryan cried out and David watched with horror as a waterfall of hot white liquid went streaming down the leg of the desk. Simon dropped a hand from where he had been clutching Ryan’s hip and grabbed a hold of Ryan from front. He was obviously trying to catch some of the come in his hand. David wasn’t sure the British man liked the idea of come all over his desk.

“RYAN!” Simon called out a moment later and David cringed because he could see the come from the British man practically seeping out the edges of Ryan’s hole. He’d never seen anyone come that hard before. Then, to his horror, Simon pulled out and dropped to his knees. The Brit started licking at the come that was seeping from Ryan’s round pink hole. His tongue licked up Ryan’s leg and Ryan shuddered at the feeling. David watched Simon swirl his tongue around Ryan’s hole and Ryan shuddered again. But the judge wasn’t finished yet. He moved from Ryan’s hole to his front side and there was no doubt in David’s mind that he had started to suck Ryan’s dick. Ryan started moaning again. His hand went into Simon’s hair and he threw his head back.

Suddenly finding blood flowing through his limbs, David turned and went to open the door. “Leaving so soon David?” asked a voice and David’s eyes went wide. He turned his head to find Simon peering from around the front of Ryan. Ryan had turned his head to look in David’s direction, a look of lust played across his face.

“H-h-how did you kn-know I was here?” David asked in a shaky voice. Great, he was stuttering. That was just perfect, just absolutely perfect. His face was a bright red color at having been caught in the presence of a very intimate moment between the judge and the Idol host.

“I could hear you heartbeat, David,” Simon replied. Slowly he stood up, running his tongue along Ryan’s front side one more time, clearly finishing up his cleanup act. Ryan quivered and threw his head back again. “It’s kind of a talent I have,” he went on when he had finished lapping his lover up for good. He crossed the room and picked up a pair of boxers and pulled them on.

As if that wasn’t horrifying enough, the British man walked over to David and grabbed him with one hand. David gasped at the sudden motion and his eyes shut. Simon smirked and let go of him. “Seems you have a little bit of a problem Archuleta,” he said, still smirking. David opened his eyes again and glared at him. “Don’t worry, I’m sure David would be happy to take care of that for you,” he added.

Across the room, Ryan was pulling on some boxers and a shirt. David glanced at him and found his eyes widening when he saw Ryan pick up a pack of cigarettes from the desk and take one of them out. He kept his eyes glued to the Idol host as the blond man lit the cigarette and took a drag on it. He turned and looked at David suddenly and cocked his head to the side.

“What? You never heard of a smoke after sex?” he asked. David continued to stare at him. Those were certainly words he hadn’t expected to come out of Ryan’s mouth but than again, there was so much David hadn’t expected. For instance, he hadn’t expected to walk in on Simon and Ryan having sex. The worst part about that was the fact that he actually thought the sight of it was kind of hot but he wasn’t about to admit that. Although he figured that Simon already knew what he thought. After all, he was the one who had caught David aroused. That said something, didn’t it? He was sure it did.

“I don’t believe in smoking at any time,” David admitted, shaking his head and shutting his eyes for a moment. “Not even after sex,” he added. Ryan shrugged and took another drag on the cigarette. “And I am not having this conversation,” David went on. “If you don’t mind, I have a dinner date I’m supposed to be meeting Cook out front for,” he finished.

“Suit your-self,” Simon said before crossing the room and wrapping Ryan in his arms, planting a kiss on the younger man’s shoulder. David shuddered slightly and turned back toward the door. Without another word, he opened it and stepped back out into the hallway, closing the door firmly behind him as he began heading back toward the lobby.

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David wiped a hand across his mouth. His lip was busted but other than that, he was perfectly fine. Emily stood across the lobby from him. Her hair was tousled. She had a black eye and a broken nose. David had also managed to twist her wrist pretty bad and she was limping slightly from a kick he’d sent to her ankle. She was breathing heavily, her hands balled into fists as she glared at him.

David smirked and stood his ground, folding his arms over his chest. Emily grunted and he waited for her to make a move. She did finally but she was so exhausted, not to mention limping, that he easily avoided her and stepped out of the way, arms still folded over his chest as he stood there smirking at her.

“Stop moving asshole!” she cried, rounding on him. David let out a short chuckle and he glared at her, leaning forward slightly.

“You honestly think I’m just going to stand by and watch you beat the crap out of me?” he asked in a cold voice. “You’ve got another thing coming bitch,” he added. Emily was about to let out a scream. David immediately clapped a hand over her mouth to shush her. “Now, now,” he said. “You don’t want to alert the whole building to this little fight now do you? Because I guarantee you, I’m not the one who will be getting in trouble for it.” That shut her up. Emily’s eyes narrowed and she glared at him.

Getting the instinct that she might try to do something that was a real cheap shot, David hastily removed his hand from her mouth. It was just in time too because just then, her mouth chomped down on the area where his mouth had been just seconds before. He smirked at her.

“Ah, ah, ah,” he said shaking his head. “Cheap shots are a big no-no,” he added, using her word from earlier. Emily grunted and ran toward him but her messed up ankle got the better of her and she fell forward, landing hard on the floor at David’s feet. “What, are you going to try and kiss my feet now?” David asked with another smirk. Before Emily could respond, he kicked her face, supplying more pressure to her already broken nose. She grunted and one of her hands flew up to the badly damaged portion of her face as she tenderly put her bad wrist down on the floor, using it to push herself up to a sitting position. “Oh, hello David,” David said suddenly and Emily turned around in horror.

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David stared in disbelief at the two people in the lobby. Cook was standing there, his lip bleeding. Emily was huddled on the floor, one had to her face, which was covered in blood. She had a black eye and her hair was a mess. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. What had just happened here? He didn’t know but from the looks of it, Cook had been showing Emily what he called a little bit of self-defense but why would he have to do that?

“What happened?” David asked in a quiet voice. Emily growled. David merely glanced at her for a moment before looking back at Cook. “What happened David?” he repeated, looking at Cook with a calm but scared expression on his face. Cook stepped over Emily and quickly crossed the room to where David stood. He wrapped him in his arms and kissed him gently.

“Nothing you need to worry about right now baby,” he said, gently rubbing David’s arms with his hands. “I took care of it, for now anyway. I think Emily’s a little more jealous of me than we initially thought.” Cook was smiling but David didn’t even smile halfway. His eyes went down to Emily on the floor and he glared at her.

Emily removed her hand from her nose and glared right back for a moment before pushing herself to her feet, wincing at the pain from her injured ankle. She offered David a smile, obviously trying to make herself appear innocent. “Why would I do anything to hurt you David?” she asked in the same sickeningly sweet voice she had used earlier when she had been standing in the doorway of the room he had been recording in.

David said nothing and Emily scowled before turning on her heel the best she could and walking right out of the building. David turned his attention back to Cook. “You’re not hurt are you?” he asked in a soft voice. Cook shook his head.

“Nah,” he said. “I got nothing worse than a busted lip. That doesn’t bother me none. It can be taken care of easily,” he told him. David nodded his head and reached down to take Cook’s hand.

“Come on, or we’ll be late for our dinner date,” he said, giving Cook a kiss on the cheek. Cook smiled at him and turned to lead him out of the building when he caught the surprised look that crossed David’s face at that moment.

“What?” he asked, looking at him with a concerned expression on his face, “Are you still surprised to find that me and Emily were fighting?” David shook his head. “Than what?”

“I caught something that I didn’t expect I would ever walk in on.” Cook gave him a puzzled look. David turned to face him and went on. “I walked in on Simon and Ryan having sex.” Cook’s eyes went wide. He hadn’t been expecting his lover to say that. That was for sure.

“Seriously?” he asked in a surprised tone. David nodded his head. “Wow, that is something unexpected,” he commented. David merely nodded again. “Um, we better go, or we really will be late for dinner.” David smiled and tightened his grip on Cook’s hand as the two of them left the building together heading for Cook’s car. They’d both come to the studio together so they’d only needed to take one car and they’d come in Cook’s.

As the two of them climbed into the car, David couldn’t help but wonder why Emily had wanted to attack his Cook. She had seemed so understanding the day she’d walked in on them. Then again, he couldn’t forget how uncomfortable she had made him feel when she had shown up at the recording studio earlier.

“David?” Cook said as he started the car. David turned to look at him as he fastened his seatbelt.

“What is it love?” he asked. He cocked his head to the side. Cook just sat there for a moment, the car running but he made no move to pull out of the parking lot yet. When he finally looked back at David, he had a sot expression in his eyes.

“Who’s Ami?”
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