IN THE DEVILS GRASP (Sachiko x OC)

(8) NEVER MIND, SHE IS THAT BAD

"WHAT THE HELL was that for?!" I say as Sachiko roughly drags me away from the game. Ryota was just left, awkwardly standing there. I twist my body a little bit and wave goodbye to him. He smiles a little and waves back.

"That's none of your concern." She says. We had finally reached the stairs and instead of stopping, she just kept going. Ignoring Aoi when he called out to us.

Before I know if we're out of the casino and then Aoi's office and in the hallway. We walk for what seems like hours but it's only a couple minutes. We arrive at another office, closer to the student council meeting room.

This one was a little bit bigger and has more reds. Abstract paintings of women on the walls.

"Where are we?"

"Do you always ask so many questions."

"I've literally only asked two questions."

"Semantics."

"What do you me—"

"See, another question." She still hasn't let go of my arms and but she did stop.

"Can you please let go now?" I ask, tugging my arm to try and get it out of her grasp. It was unnecessary for her to still have a hold on my arm.

"Perhaps." She says before letting go of my arm, sending me toppling backwards. "Hmm. I do rather like the look of you on the floor at my feet." With that I quickly stand up and cross my arms.

"Did you really just have to do that?"

"Do what? I simply just let you go like you asked."

"You know what I meant." she just smiles and shrug "Now, what are we doing and why did you bring me here? I want to go back to the casino and be with my friends again."

"Did I ask you what you wanted?" She walks over towards her desk and elegantly, like she did the other day, hops up on it. "Please, take a seat." She gestures to a comfy looking chair. There were two positioned facing the desk.

Instead of sitting in one of the chairs I turned around and walked over to the couch she had. I plop down on it and lean back while turning my head so that I could see her. She tilts her head a little bit before hopping off the desk and making her way to the couch that's place across from this one. A coffee table sitting in between them.

"Can you not follow any sort of direction?"

"What do you mean? You told me to take a seat and I did. You didn't specify where." instead of looking annoyed she simply looked intrigued.

"interesting." She says while crossing her leg "so how has your day been going so far?"

"Are you seriously asked how my day has been? Can you just please tell me why I'm here and what you want with me. And I want to know how and why you cheated in the coupling game. What was the point of coupling everyone else at the table besides me and Ryota? I'm like 99% sure that he chose me and I chose him. So why didn't we get coupled?"

"I didn't cheat in the coupling game the way you think I did. You see, I simply told Mikura to make sure you didn't get matched with anyone. I never said anything about your friends or the other girls in your group. There was someone on the team that betrayed you guys. I'm sure that Mary thought that it was Tsuzura since they each switched their answers. But anyone else on the team could've taken that into account since Mary obviously has trust issues, and Tsuzura seems like she'd go along with anything Mary wanted. So she was incorrect in that fact that I altered her answer. And technically speaking, I didn't even alter yours. It's as simple as that." she twirls a strand of her hair on her finger "Mary's just upset that she lost the money you guys had gotten from Aoi. She honestly didn't even take everyone into account, either. You or Yukimi probably would've had to claim something worse than a dinner date during the first round if I had not paid for your entrance fee."

"You paid for my entrance fee? Why?"

"You'd think you'd get it by now but you obviously don't," She lunges forward and grabs my face with one hand and putting the other hand behind my neck, brining me towards her "You belong to me and no one else is allowed to touch you. I don't share."

"But I'm not yours, Sachiko." she just smiles darkly at me.

"It's funny you think that, my dear. As to answer your question of why I brought you here, it was to make sure that you couldn't weasel your way back into playing the game. Plus, I rather enjoy your company. Even if it is one sided." I pushed her back a little bit so that she fell back onto the couch she had been sitting on. She had reached over the entire coffee table to grab me the way she did.

"That's stupid as shit. Those are my friends down there and they bet sleeping with people just so they could win the stupid money back. I want to watch the game. Hell, I want to play in the game. Perhaps I'll just go back down there and I'll offer a sleep over myself." I noticed my mistake after I made it.

"You'd better watch what you say to me, girl. You've seem to have forgotten that two of your friends are house pets and I can make the two other ones house pets with a snap of my fingers. And the treatment they'd receive would be far worse than every house pet in the schools combined. So I'd suggest you getting those ideas of offering a sleep over to some dirt bag who can't get a girl friend if not in a gambling game out of your pretty little head. You haven't even seen what I'm capable of."

I take back what I thought earlier. She is that bad.

"You can't do that."

"Watch me." With that she stands up and walks towards the door. I lunge up and hurry towards her. Flinging myself at her and wrapping my arms and legs around her.

"Please don't. I'm sorry. Just don't hurt my friends. I wouldn't actually offer a sleep over! I'm gay for heavens sake!" I blurt out. She reached her hands around herself and gripped my thighs, twisting me around so we're face to face. She stares onto my eyes, a glitter in hers.

"I won't," I let out a sigh of relief "if you gamble with me. And you put your life on the line." I tense up.

"Could I have time to think about it?"

"Yes. But I expect an answer by the end of the week."