Andy's POV

She needs me. I've never truly been needed before, except by Juliet. Jules needed me when we first met, she needed support, and so I did. Because of that, she's a rockstar, she was the runner up of season two on the Voice, and I'm just a teacher. Or so I tell people, but Juliet's support with me and my band has been absent. Ever since she's become famous, she left her band and has neglected me to the point where I feel like I don't even know her. But Scar needs me in a completely different way. She needs my protection, she needs to be loved, and most of all she needs to be healed. I want to be the guy to be there for her, maybe it will excuse the event that was about to occur before Scar showed up. Yeah, I'm horny, but I never promised myself to Scarlet, only to Juliet and I broke that a long time ago.

After Scar opened up to me, I carried her to my car and we both left the school. I brought her back to my apartment and she was so tired that she fell asleep instantly on the couch. I sit at the breakfast bar on my laptop and send over a demo of our songs to Universal Republic Records, in hope that they sign us to their label. Juliet steps in slamming the door.

"Andy! Who the fuck is this? And why is she in our apartment?" Juliet yells in a whisper.

"Can we talk about this outside?" I ask and gesture her to the balcony. We walk out and she waits for an explanation with crossed arms.
"Her name's Scarlet, you met her earlier if you can remember. She's one of my students."

"You're fucking her, aren't you?" I wish.

"No! Listen, she needs to stay here. She's scared to death of her parents, you have no idea what she's been through. So please let her stay." Juliet nods and gives me a hug.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me."

"I forgive you." I say and we both go back inside. I take the phone and order a pizza. Scar slowly opens her eyes with a smile, but it slowly fades when she sees Juliet.

"Hey, welcome to our home ." Juliet says with sympathy. Funny how she was just freaking out and now she's all calm.

"T-thank you." Scar says in a stutter. It's really cute when she stutters, but then she starts shaking and everything goes south from there. She sits up in the fetus position and squeezes onto the blanket, she's tense. Every muscle in her body is tensed even her eyelids. It was disappointing to see, I guess it's time for me to step in.

"Jules, I just realized that we don't have any food in the apartment, do you mind picking up a few things?" I suggest, she nods and leaves giving me a little wave. As soon as the door closes, Scarlet starts to relax.

"So I see you've gotten Juliet to be okay with me staying here." She says putting her feet on the ground.

"Yeah, Juliet's very understanding, something I've always loved about her."

"Well if you love her, why have an affair? I'm assuming I'm not the first girl."

"Then your assumption is correct. You aren't the first, but I want you Scar."

"I just can't, not now, not till I feel safe."

"You don't feel safe around me?"

"I do, I would just feel safer with my parents in jail."

"I get it."

"I don't think you do. They beat me till they heard something cracked, there's bruises along my arms, legs, and my stomach. People think my lips are chapped, but that's just from a fist to my mouth. If I rubbed the makeup off my eye, you'd see how purple it is. And him. He grabbed me, tied up my hands so I could push him off me. He spread my legs and took away my innocence. I was kicking and screaming for him to stop and someone to help me. But no, my mother just stood there and watched. So that's why I won't feel safe until they're locked up." She says with rage in her voice but not a single tear shed. Then, just then there was a knock at the door. I got up and answered it. Thank god it was the pizza boy. He looked into the apartment and smiled at Scar. Kid thinks he has a chance. I gave him a fifty and slammed the door in his face. "That was kinda rude."

"How? I gave him a big tip."

"And slammed the door."

"The problem is?"

"Whatever."

"No tell me what you were going to say."

"It's not okay to act like that."

"And it's okay to act as if I like that person while I don't. You do realize he was looking at you right?"

"And I wasn't looking at him."

"I'm still not going to apologize for doing it."

"You know, it doesn't even matter. What kind of pizza did you get?"

"Just pepperoni."

"Cool." She sits back on the couch and takes the battery out of her phone.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't worry about it. Where's your washroom?"

"Right down the hall."

"Thanks." I follow her to the washroom, she closes the door, but I stopped it with my foot and watched her throw her phone out the window.

"What the fuck?"

"What? They won't be able to track me down using my phone now. "

"What if they've already tracked it?"

"If they had, don't you think they'd already be here?"

"I guess you've got everything figured out."

"I've ran away before. I learned from my mistakes, I can't go back."

"I'm never going to let that happen again." She does a soft chuckle. "What?"

"The word 'again', it almost feels like it never ends."

"But it will even if I have to take this into my own hands."

"I like it when you act all tough like that."

"Darling, I can promise you it's not an act, me being kind is just an act."

"Yeah sure."

"Hey, you've been warned."

"When's Juliet gonna be back?"

"Not sure."

"I'm just scared of her."

"There's no reason to be scared of Juliet, she's harmless unlike Scout was."
"Scout?"

"My ex fiancé, she was crazy and back then I didn't exactly have a clear head." She giggles a bit before speaking.

"It's just weird."

"Weird how?"

"You're older. You've had an ex fiancé, you have a wife, you have life experience. And I don't have any of those things."

"Oh I see."

"Hey, I have you don't I?"

"I'm pretty sure it's the other way around." She softly giggles. She takes a slice and starts nibbling away at it. Juliet steps in with two bags. One bag of food and the other bag full of bottles of scotch.
"Jules, Scar can't drink."

"How old are you?" Juliet asks Scar

"Seventeen." Says Scarlet

"She can drink."

"Jules." I say

"What? We were drinking when we were fifteen Andy and we're fine. Come on."

"I'm okay with it if you are, besides I could use a drink right about now." Says Scar

"That's the spirit!" Juliet says and I agree to it even though that's probably the worst thing Scarlet could be doing at a time like this.
We all ate some pizza and the girls got pretty drunk. I only had two drinks though, I think it's best for me to have the clear mind. I just can't stop thinking about all the cruelty that was done to Scarlet throughout most of her life, it sickens me. I sit right in front of her and watch how she takes it. Her smile, you could easily see that it's the reflection of a frown gleaming off her eyes. Her hands don't shake anymore because she feels safer with my wife who could destroy any possible future for us than her parents. They deserve more than a lesson from the law, they deserve death at its best. Most of all he needs to suffer. His wife can die right next to him, I could slowly slice the flesh off his face, I could tear him limb to limb and stick a needle in his eyes so he can finally know how it feels to cry. Then I finally burn him and put his ashes up Christofer Drew's ass. But if I want to fulfill this task I have to do it before she speaks to an officer or while she's doing it. She'll thank me later. It's around 5am and the girls are passed out on the couch. Scarlett's head on my chest, only because Jules passed out before her. I slowly remove myself from her, but she awakes from her slumber.

"Where are you going and what time is it?" She asks in her quiet little voice.

"I was just about to go for a walk." I lie, but it's for her own good.

"Cool, can I come? I'm a little scared to be left here alone with Juliet."
Now she kind of has to come, I'm not going to leave her with my wife.

"Let's do what the French do and Allons-y!"

"Allons what?"

"It means let's go in French."

"Oh okay." She giggles. This is the first time she's been giggly with me, wow. We quietly walk out and up the stairs of the apartment, I bring us to the roof.

"Each morning at around this time I come up here and watch the sun rise." I tell her.

"Really?"

"No, I usually just get up at this time and use the washroom. I just thought it would sound better."

"You know what sounds better? You me bed now."

"So you're taking control now are you?"

"Maybe."

"Well don't, it doesn't work on you."

"Pfft."

"Well it doesn't, I see you more as the submissive in this relationship."

"So now you're my dominant? I'm not under your control."

"I can make you be, if I really wanted to."

"Yeah sure."

"Look at me, look me in the eyes and say that." She turns to me and I to her. Her eyes meet mine, her lips are less than an inch from mine and I can almost taste her. Our lips meet and form an undetachable everlasting bond. I lick her lip and she allows for my tongue to enter. I clench onto her ass and she runs her hands through my hair. I run my hand up her thigh. She detaches her lips from mine and backs up. "What's wrong? I thought we were having fun."

"Yeah, sorry I don't know if I'm ready."

"Do you want to know what I think."

"Yes."

"I think you want to but you won't let yourself truly be intimate with another. Come on, let me help you." I take her hand and bring her into a kiss. I zip down her jeans and slide my finger inside her. She moans softly in my ear. I go in deeper and deeper, she moans out my name.

"Andy... I'm... I'm..."

"Yes, I know."
I feel her warm liquid on my finger just as I pull out of her. I put my finger in my mouth and suck her cum off. "You taste great." I tell her. She blushes and zips up her jeans. "Next time it won't be my finger going into you." I walk her back down to my apartment and put her in my room. She sits on the bed and I hand her a bottle of vodka. "Here. I'll be back in ten minutes, drink some." She nods and I close the door and leave the apartment. I walk to my black mustang and get in, pulling out of the parking lot. I drive to Scar's house and wait outside, watching for movement within the house. The lights are off and the house is silent, but they are awake, I can tell. I get out of my car and knock on the door. It was quickly answered by a six foot, mid forties year old man.
"Hi, I'm a teacher from West Hill High, and I was wondering if I could talk to you about your missing daughter?" I ask, hoping he'll let me into the house.

"I don't really have time for this, we were about to go out and search for her." He says.

"Please, it will only take five minutes at the most."

"Okay, please come in won't you?" I nod and walk in. He leads me to the living room where his wife sits in the love seat. She has long brown hair and grey eyes, and is as pale as a ghost.

"Okay Mr and Mrs Kanes, any words?" I ask.

"What?" Asks Mrs Kanes.

"What I meant to say was, any last words." Mr Kanes tackles me to the ground, but it's too late. I had already taken out my blade. Blood drenched out of his stomach and on me. I pushed him off of me and let him go for a second. I get up and Mrs Kanes is gone, but didn't go far. She ran out of the kitchen with a pan. She was too short to hit me in the head, so she hit my chest with it repeatedly until I snatched it from her hands and hit it over her head. She fell to the ground, blood rushing out from her head. I walk back over to Mr Kanes and take the knife out of him. He's still alive but she's dead. He breathes heavily and I smirk, I always do at this part. I take the bottle of gasoline out of my jacket and pour it over their bodies. "I hope you motherfuckers have fun, it's about to get hot in here." I chuckle and walk out throwing a match at them. My work here is done, I better go pick up some breakfast for Scar and Jules.

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