A/N: Hi, everyone! I originally posted this story on A03, but I decided to post it here for those who don't go on A03. I hope you enjoy this story

Warnings: Explicit language, sexual content, drug abuse, drug dealing, character death, mental health issues.

Pairings: Max/Nathan, minor Max/Chloe, minor Nathan/Victoria, past Rachel/Chloe.

Max knew that Nathan hated her. To him, she was nothing but a nosy little bitch that needed to be taken care of. But she didn't know that he would take it this far, though she probably shouldn't have been surprised.

As soon as she had entered her room after coming back from gathering the assignments she would need to complete while she was suspended, the door slammed shut and suddenly she was being pressed up against it by Nathan Prescott.

"You little bitch," he growled. "Who the fuck do you think you are?!" His eyes were wild and his whole body was shaking with anger. Max had never really been afraid of Nathan, but now a part of her was.

"Let go of me, Nathan," she said as calmly as she could, though her voice shook a little and she could tell that he noticed it too, if his smirk was anything to go by. He wanted her to be afraid.

"Not until we talk."

"Talk about what?"

"About how you need to stay the fuck out of my business!" he snarled.

She could feel the rage radiating off of him. "I'll scream," she threatened.

Nathan's eyes flashed. "I wouldn't even try if I were you. You know who my family is. They practically own this fucking school and everyone here. Trust me, no one is gonna come running to help you."

The fucked up part of it was that he was right. But that didn't mean she was going to let him win.

"Kate tried to kill herself because of you," she snapped. "Does that matter to you at all?"

His jaw tightened and a dark look passed over his face. "I had nothing to do with that."

"You drugged her and then did god-knows-what! And then that video came out! She was bullied and humiliated and it's all because of you-!"

Nathan's fist slammed into the door beside her head, causing her to jump and stop talking. He still looked angry, though there was no longer rage in his eyes. Instead there was…guilt? And pain? Was she starting to see things now, too?"

"You don't know what the fuck you're talking about," he growled in a low voice. "Why don't you do yourself a favor and stay out of things you don't understand."

Max shook her head. "I can't. Not after Kate."

"You've already gotten me suspended! What the fuck more do you want?"

"I want the truth! And I want Kate to have justice! She deserves that much, don't you think?" Why are you telling him this, Max? Do you honestly expect him to come clean? He'd be sent to jail and his family's perfect reputation would be destroyed.

"Fuck. Fine." He ran a shaky hand through his hair.

Max blinked. "What?"

"Holy shit, are you deaf? Jesus Christ. I said fine! I'll give you your fucking answers. Some of them, at least."

"And why would you do that?" She asked suspiciously.

"Because," he said in a low voice, "it's obvious that you're not gonna back the fuck off, and there are some things that I would rather tell you myself than have you find out on your own and start taking action against me without knowing the whole story."

"Do you really think that's going to change anything?" She raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms over her chest.

He chuckled without any humor. "Knowing you, probably not."

Max didn't know whether that was meant as some kind of compliment or not. "So…are we gonna talk about this now?"

"Not now, idiot," he snapped. "I have shit to do. Come to my dorm room tomorrow night after curfew. We'll talk then."

"Your dorm room? I would rather be somewhere more public." There was no way in hell she would feel comfortable being alone with Nathan in his dorm room, and that was only because she knew what he was capable of.

"Do you really think I'm gonna discuss this shit where there are a lot of people around?" He scoffed and shook his head at her, as if he couldn't believe how stupid she actually was.

"Do you really think I want to be alone with you in your room at night?" She shot back.

He glared at her for a moment, and then he suddenly smirked. "Why not? You afraid I'll try something?" He stepped closer to her until his body was pressed up against hers. The smell of his cologne filled her nostrils, and it sent a shiver down her spine.

"N-no," she stuttered, mind fogging over, "I just-I don't trust you." She didn't even know what she was saying. His face was close to hers now, and combining that with his cologne and his body pressed against hers…It was doing something to her, and she wasn't sure what, but she knew it wasn't good. What was even worse was that he knew exactly what kind of effect he was having on her right now.

"Have you ever been alone with a guy before, Maxine?" He murmured, lips ghosting over her ear.

A jolt of excitement rushed through her body, and she immediately hated herself for it. "D-don't call me that," she snapped. "And get away from me."

Nathan chuckled. "I can tell by the way your body is reacting that you want me to stay exactly where I am." And then the bastard nipped at her earlobe.

"Nathan," she moaned, closing her eyes. "Stop it." What the hell was he doing to her?

"Don't worry," he laughed. "As if I would ever try to fuck you. You're the last girl I'd wanna sleep with." He pulled away from her and the spell was suddenly broken.

Max's eyes flew open, realizing what had just taken place. Her cheeks began to redden and a sick feeling washed over her. She had just let Nathan Prescott…do something to her. And she wasn't even sure what it was. All she knew was that there was an indescribable feeling in the pit of her stomach and a moment ago she hadn't really wanted him to stop.

This was the guy who shot her best friend, drugged Kate, beat up Warren, and probably did many other horrible things that she didn't know about. What the fuck was wrong with her?

"Get out," she hissed, moving aside to let him out.

His face turned into a sneer. "Gladly." He threw opened the door, but before he could leave, he stopped and glanced at her over his shoulder. "Don't forget about tomorrow night." And then he was gone.

Max breathed a sigh of relief and closed the door before nearly collapsing against it. So many thoughts were rushing through her mind.

Okay, Max, she told herself, don't freak out. Don't think about what just happened. You're going to get information out of him. That's all that matters. She closed her eyes and shuddered. And for the love of god, do not let him do that to you again!

It didn't occur to her until the next morning that she could have used her rewind power to stop it all from happening. But by then it was too late.