Dedicating this account to LunaAnniee . she's obsessed with Raven, lol. She doesn't have a favorite character but she adores Killer Frost. She's amazing and funny and is my wattpad sister 😂😂. I hope you like this chapter.

BAD CUPID

•Created By; Snow Marisvega•

Chapter 9

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Raven's P.O.V

I was at Dylan's, we were both in his room, laying on his bed and staring up at the ceiling talking about how much of a dancer Yanish was. When I arrived, Dylan showed me a couple of his dance videos and I was impressed. He danced better than I did on heels.

Did he really?

I smirked.

Dylan's house was nice, it was comfortable......Welcoming. I guess that's the word. Dylan was one of the best people i had met, he was funny, energetic, crazy and this kid always had some kinda comeback, like he didn't even have to try.

When I first approached Dylan, I just knew I had to become friends with him. He seemed to somehow match my energy and I mean, I did also love the colour of his hair. People were talking about him so much and I mean I'm sure in other schools, people wouldn't even care or maybe not show that they cared, but this was Eastwood high, if you were hot, you were destined to know it because the ill mannered people at my school would stare and forget to blink.

Dylan was like me. That's how I saw it and so I approached him and he turned out to be the best kinda friend. My best friend and I do not regret talking to him. I had forgotten what having a friend was really like. I had forgotten the meaning of friendship cause I had been back stabbed before, but Dylan reminded me. He explained it in his way. He was sweet. He's a badass. Yes. But pure as well. How do I explain this. He's like a unicorn with candy and venom at his tongue.

I smiled.

"What're you thinking about? You zoned out for like two minutes" he said with a chuckle.

"I was thinking about how I am so much prettier than you." I replied and he laughed.

"Shut up."

I snickered. "So, how was detention?" I turned to him. "Did your supervisor know?"

"Oh. He did" he nodded. "Thanks to henry?"

"Henry?" I was confused.

"He told him. He also happened to have taken a photo of me getting into your car , then showed the Mr. Carly's brother." He sighed, I could feel how frustrated he was.

"Okay, that's him being a jerk for no reason."

"Don't use that sentence ever cause you use your brows to send people away from a table in the cafeteria"

I blinked. "Okay, but that is different."

"Yeah right" he rolled his eyes. I smacked his head making him frown.

"Ow!!! Raven!"

I chuckled and just then we heard the door close.

"Dylan," a female voice called.

Dylan quickly sat up. "Shit. She's home." He sighed and stood up. "Get off my bed"

I frowned.

"Why? We weren't doing anything"

"Dylan!" The voice called again.

"Coming!!" He replied and turned to me.  "Yeah, well. We're both going down, you know how mothers are, they jump into conclusion and whatever they see, they don't need an explanation, they just assume."

He's got a point.

I stood up.

"Come on," he tilted his head to the door. I nodded and we both went out and walked down the stairs.

"I'm here, I'm here." He announced and walked to the kitchen, where a young woman was, I couldn't see her face since her back was facing me and she was taking something out of the kitchen drawers.

"Well, that took you long enough." She said and then turned, and my eyes widen. She was extremely beautiful, she was dressed in a blue short office skirt and a blue suit jacket that matched as well.

Wait,

Mother? Didn't he mean Older sister or something? This can't be his mom. Nope. No way.

She looked at me and her brows knitted in confusion.

"Well, hello, I haven't seen you before."

I smiled.

"Yeah, well you haven't exactly seen anyone from school." Dylan replied. "Anyways, this is-"

"Hi" I cut him off with a smiled and approached her. "I'm Raven. Raven Frost" I kept my smile still, she was damn beautiful and had blue, sparkling round eyes like Dylan's except hers sparkled the more.

"She is the cheerleader I told you about"

Her eyes widen as she looked at him. I stiffed a laugh that was about to come out. They were speaking with their eyes like how Dylan and I did at the cafeteria. She has no idea Dylan told me all about the Takeherawayfromherboyfriendthingy .

"Nice to meet you Raven, I have heard a lot about you" she smiled at me.

A lot?

"Oh wow, me too. I have also heard so much about you," I said, beaming.

"Oh really? Good things, I hope." She said.

We both looked at Dylan.

"I'll...I'll go...drop this" he pointed at the grocery bags awkwardly and walked to the other side of the kitchen.

"I must say Mrs. Dexwell, you look absolutely stunning and super young. What is the secret? Blood?"

Mrs. Dexwell really was stunning . I mean how did she look this good? She doesn't even look thirty.

Mrs. Dexwell laughed.

"Well, thank you so much Raven, you are really sweet. And I love your hair, gingers are definitely one of the best people." She said, a warm smile on her face.

I smiled and gently flipped my hair. "Thank you."

This woman should be a fucking model

She grinned.

"Are you gonna stay for dinner?" She asked as she took off her jacket and threw it at Dylan's face. Dylan took it off and gave her a scowl while I held back my laughter.

"No, I can't. Its already late"

"Its just past seven and....Wait." She stopped on her heels right in the middle of Dylan and I. "Did you two just...come from...the same room?"

Silence.

Dylan and I exchanged looks, he was taking out some of the groceries out of the bag slowly.

"Yes" I answered giving her one of my smiles "We were talking about making babies"

"I'm sorry, what?" Mrs. Dexwell blinked.

"It's the audacity of this bitch to give me a hypertension." Dylan said, frowning at me.

I laughed.

"Mom, don't listen to Poison Ivy, we were up in my room, yes, but we were—" He trailed off once he looked at me.

Doing what?
Just laying down!
Yeah. Tell that to a woman who doesn't know you're gay!

I spoke to him with my eyes, he gave me a blank stare and then the middle finger.

I chuckled slightly.

"We were studying for a test." We both said.

"A test! Not making babies." Dylan glared.

"I was kidding." I laughed at his face.

"Oh" Mrs. Dexwell blinked. "Well then. I'm glad you both weren't in each other's throats"

"Eww." I made an irritated face

"Ugh. Mom, she's my best friend" he said and then turned to me as if just hearing what I said. "Eww?"

"I love you, Dylan, but I wouldn't kiss you"

"Anyways, no hard feelings but me neither, you are not even my type."

I shook my head at him.

"Well you two are close" Mrs. Dexwell laughed.

"So...what do you want me to do?" I asked with a shrug, once I saw she was about to start making dinner.

"Oh no,  you are  a guest, I wouldn't ask you to." Mrs. Dexwell said as she shook her head.

"Okay, mom. Well, I am gonna leave you to your kitchen as well." Dylan said flashing her a smile.

"What? No. Dylan. Your mom just returned from work. You should help her."

Dylan frowned at me.

Don't you dare.

His eyes spoke.

"You know what Mrs. Dexwell, how about you go have a shower and Dylan here will start off." I smiled at her.

"Excuse me?" Dylan brows furrowed.

"This Dylan? Sweetie, the only thing my son can cook is poison, and food for the dead."

I held back my laughter.

"At least the dead appreciates my food." Dylan replied.

"Mmhmm, cause they dead and can't complain." His mother  replied. "I am gonna go clean up, if you would get started with the ingredients, do the chopping and all, don't add blood to it by cutting yourself by mistake." She said to her son.

"I will try." Dylan replied as his mother walked out of the kitchen.

"What the fuck, Raven?" He whisper-yelled at me.

I looked up at him.

"What? Your mother was clearly tired."

"Don't act like you care, Wilma Flinstone."

"I really don't but what would your mother think of you?" I said with a dramatic gasp.

"I hate you so much"

I laughed. "Me too. And where do you come up with all these names you keep calling me?"

"Well, they all have red hair like you, so."

"Fuck you."

"Whatever,"

"And Dylan, your mother is so fucking gorgeous, I wanna be like her when I am older."

"Thanks." he smiled. "She's just thirty two." He shrugged.

"What? Thirty two?" My eyes widen. "How old was she when she had you? Seventeen?"

"Sixteen actually" he corrected still smiling.

"Wow." I blinked. "Wow. She looks more like she could be your sister"

"I get that a lot"

"I hope I'd look that good when I'm forty"

He chuckled. "Not everyone gets lucky, babes. As for me? It runs in the genes." He flashed his tongue at me and took out a chopping board.

"Why does the past seven mom said bother me?" Dylan said with a sudden frown that made me frown. "Oh. Where'd I keep my phone?" He suddenly asked as he felt his pocket and turned around.

"You showed me yanish dance video in the kitchen so I guess it's there" I shrugged.

He walked back to the kitchen and checked around.

"So. Why did you come over any way? I didn't even ask you how you knew where I lived" he spoke as he still checked for it.

"I dropped you off, remember?" I arched my brows at him. He stopped searching and knitted his brows looking at me.

"Oh!" He said and went back to searching. "So. What's up?"

"My cousins are literally making me go crazy" I sighed. They really were. "I came home to find Camelia putting on my earrings. My FUCKING GOLD EARRINGS that I had gotten in Egypt. They're ORIGINAL Dylan! I cannot believe that she had the guts to go into my room. Into My jewelry box and take out my earrings" I complained. I was angry. They cost a lot.

Dylan looked up at me, he had stopped searching. "Egypt?"

"Yeah, what?" I frowned, confused. "I told daddy, and so I got it shipped for a thousand dollars, plus they are actual gold earrings." I shrugged.

Dylan choked all of a sudden.

"Are you okay?"

"Are you trying kill me? An earring for a thousand bucks?  Jesus, Raven!" He exclaimed.

"What?" I scoffed. "Anyways, I handled that though. I am so fuckingf tired of being nice."

Flashback.

I walked in with a fixed smile. Amelia greeted me with her sweet smile , making me smile back at her. "Hey Amelia "

"Nice outfit Miss Frost"

"Oh. Thank you" I grinned as I walked past her and saw camelia walking towards me. She was putting on a purple crop top and black pants.

Oh God. I just want to stab her.

My smile was about to disappear cause I felt the urge to show how disgusted I was at the sight of her. But I stopped myself and refixed my fake smile.

"Hello Raven"

"Ugh. You're still here" I murmered. "Hi" i smiled at her as we walked past each other and then I stopped. My smile vanished and I turned.

"Camelia?"

She turned. "Hmm?"

"What are those?" I asked with a frown

"What are what?"

"Those things at your ears. Are those my earrings?" I asked with a frown, pointing at them.

"Oh. Yeah. They're really beautiful. Do you know there are just like seven sets of this earrings in the whole world?" She asked with a grin as she felt them.

Yeah. I know. That's why I bought them.

My anger blossomed.

"You went into my room without my consent." I began walking towards her. "Not only did you go into my room. You also went to my jewelry box and took out the pair of earrings that I love. How Dare You?" I was now standing right in front of her.

"Chill . its just an earring" she chuckled.

"How dare you go into my room without my consent? When I wasn't home. And you took my earrings? You had the nerve" I scoffed shaking my head.

"Raven you're over..."

"Take them off." I ordered.

"Raven I..."

"Take them off or I will rip them off your ears" I threatened as I walked closer, staring down at her.

She gulped and I just arched my left brow at her. She then took it off and handed it back to me. I took it and smiled widely at her. "Thanks" I said with shoulder slump and turned, throwing my hair at her face. Walking away. I stopped and looked back.
"Oh. And Camelia" I called.

She looked up at me. Scared.

".....go into my room again and I. WILL. KILL. YOU." I said with a straight-threatening-serious look. I could feel her fear from where I stood.
The sweat on her forehead and her hands were shaking so she just put them behind her. "Nice top" I flashed her a smile as I twirled and walked up the stairs to my room.

Flashback Ends.

"You scared the poor girl?" Dylan said with a laugh.

"I just had to give her a little warning" I shrugged.

"Yeah. A little." He rolled his eyes making me laugh. "Found it." He said and rose his phone up while smiling. "Your story distracted me."

"Well, she did deserve it."

"A hundred percent, I agree." He snapped his fingers.

I smirked. "Anyways, I-"

"Oh. My. God" his eyes widen as he scrolled through his phone.

"What?" I frowned.

"Christian!"

"Wh...what about Christian?" I asked not understanding where we were heading with this.

"We were supposed to go out today and I....shit. Shit. It's been an hour already" he was freaking out.

"Woah. Woah. Woah. A date with Christian? Excuse me. When did this happen?" I asked with a frown. Confused on how this all came up.

"Not a date. Its a friendly...kinda dinner" he tried to explain with a shut up face.

"Yeah right. Friendly kinda dinner, what the fuck does that even mean?" I questioned, and he groaned in frustration.

"He's so gonna be mad. I have twelve missed calls from him and five texts. He's gonna hate me" he sighed still freaking out.

"Oh, you both exchanged numbers?" I grinned.

"RAVEN!!"

"Sorry. Sorry. Okay chill. Just call him."

"You think?"

"Yes, just fix up a lie or something." I advised.

Dylan nodded.

"Okay." He nodded still.

"That's enough nodding before your head falls off"

He glared.

"Whaaat? I care"

"Im gonna ignore you" he said and dialled the number.

"You can try" I smirked.

"Leave me alone, Pippi Longstocking." Dylan said and walked away.

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