A FEW MONTHS LATER...

Violet (VO) It's been a few months since the guys and I graduated from ArrinDale University Academy. We still keep in contact with each other of course. And the darkness remains.

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OLD ABANDONED HOUSE

So, right now, Craig, Maggie and I are checking out The SandBag's lair.

"So, this is the SandBag's lair?" I said, looking around at the dim-lit living room. "This is his temporary lair."

"Yeah. So, basically, the three of us can assume that he uses old abandoned houses as his lairs." Maggie said.

"Yep." Craig said, and looks at Me. "Anything on Wallace and Kenzie?"

"Not really no, which is a good thing." I replied to Craig.

"Violet? Are you okay?" Maggie asked me, concerned.

"Yeah, I'm Okie dokie." I reassured Maggie. "Why do you asks?"

"You seem off. Like, you're making yourself focus." Craig said.

"Craig? Maggie? I love you guys, and I appreciate your worried concern, but I'm fine. I am, really." I reassured them both with a small smile.

Violet (VO) Even though, I reassured both of my best friends, Craig and Maggie, I could tell that I didn't quite convince them.

*~*~*

JEN'S MILK-O-SHAKE MALT SHOP DINER

I'm sitting in a booth table, looking out of the window shade. Jonny slides into the booth table across from me.

"Thanks for coming." Jonny said to me.

"What do you want? I have things to do." I asked him with a small attitude.

Which Jonny notices. "What's with the small attitude?"

"Umm, let me think, there's a serial killer, The SandBag serial killer, who's stealthy hiding within the small town of ArrinDale, a husband and wife sociopathic duo, Wallace and Kenzie, are getting on my nerves, and the young man who I used to love, my ex-boyfriend, is now, remarried to my best friend, all because Monica's inner possessiveness screwed it up. Does that answer your question to my small attitude, Jonny Zuko?" I told him, sarcastically with a straight face.

Jonny looks at me, bewilderedly and shocked that I said to him. "Violet?"

"So, do me a favor and go back to your wife, Monica." I tell him. "And by the way, does she even know that you and I hooked up with each other?"

"Yeah, she does. She was with Eric when I was with you." Jonny replied, and gently holds my hand on the booth table. "Please, Violet, don't emotionally push me away. We can still hangout together and spend some time together. You know, I will love you."

"If you loved me, you wouldn't have remarried Monica." I told him, gently pulls my hand away from his hand.

"Violet, please? I know what you're trying to do. Don't do this." Jonny said, teary-eyed.

"I have to let you go so, I can move on with my young adult life. My heart's free of you now, J. Zuko. I'll see you around." I said to him, gently slides out of the booth table and glances at Jonny's wedding ring on his left hand ring finger. "Nice wedding ring, by the way."

I walks away and walks out of the diner. And Jonny just sits there in the booth table.

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CARMEN'S ARTS&CRAFTS SHOP

That afternoon, I'm sitting in a stool chair, looking at Carmen paints on her canvas easel.

"How many paintings have you sold out?" I asked her.

Carmen chuckles with a smile. "So far, many. I paint at Grayson's and I's apartment."

I small smile at Carmen. "I'm happy for Grayson and You."

Carmen looks at Me. "How are things with Jonny?"

"Jonny's out of my life." I replied.

Carmen becomes surprised. "You cut Jonny Zuko out of your life? How un-Violet Olson of you?"

"Yeah, I know, Carmen. But I had to for my own sake." I said to her.

"Vinny? I know you're in a gloomy spot right now, but I know you, and you will get through it." Carmen said, slowly walks over to me and sits down in a stool chair beside me. "You helped me get through the rumors that was spread about me about my sudden resurrection after my funeral and my Succubus curse thing. Basically, I gotten a second chance and I'm grateful for it. And I also have a boyfriend that adores and loves me. But you, I'm there for you whenever you need me."

Carmen and I exchange small smiles at each other.

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TAVERN BODGE

That evening, in the dim-lit local bar and lounge clubhouse, I'm sitting at a lounge table with a ginger beer.

"Hey, Vv." T-Birdie greeted me, sitting at the lounge table with me.

"Hey, T-Birdie." I greeted her. "Nice slingshot."

"Thanks. I even have those wooden ball things. Not to worry though, it hurts a little." T-Birdie said.

T-Birdie and I exchange small smiles at each other. I then, looks at Jonny and Monica as they slowly walks inside.

Jonny, Monica and I exchange looks at each other. I drink the rest of my ginger beer and gets up, walking away.

"Violet, wait, please?" Monica said to me. "Can we talk?"

I turn around to look at both Jonny and Monica. "I have nothing else to say to you guys. You guys got who you wanted; each other. But you know what, Jonny, with your Ladies's Man reputation, I'm surprised that it didn't effect your marriage. Even though, there's another Ladies Boy." I added, referring to Ricky Henson.

"I'm nothing like Ricky Henson." Jonny said to me.

"Of course, you're not. But the gang already has a Ladies Boy ourselves." I tell Jonny, agitatedly. "So, go back to your possessive wench wife."

Jonny looks at me, hurt. And I walks away.

"Violet didn't mean that." Monica said to her husband, Jonny.

"Yeah, she did. Violet even said you were a wrench. And she wouldn't say that. Ever." Jonny said to his wife, Monica.

"Can you at least talk to her?" Monica asked him.

"I've tried, she's made an emotional door and I can't get in. Violet's shut me out of her life, completely, Monica. She won't even talk to me anymore." Jonny told her, becoming teary-eyed. "I'm cold dead to her."

Jonny and Monica exchange worried looks at each other.

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EL SANGUINE FIGHTING GYM LOUNGE CENTER

That night, in the living room, I'm punching a free-standing punching bag with my fist, and without wearing boxer fingerless gloves.

Aaron slowly walks inside. "You're gonna hurt your knuckles, Violet."

"Maybe, I'll just bruise my knuckles some more." I said, sarcastically, and punches the free-standing punching bag one more time and then, stops. "But you're right."

Aaron walks up to me and gently holds my hands, looking at both of mr bruised knuckles and pecks a kiss on my knuckles.

"All better." Aaron said.

Aaron and I exchange playfully chuckles with each other and exchange soft looks at each other and we kiss.

We gently pulls away from the kiss and exchange another soft looks at each other and we kiss each other again, passionately. I gently cups his face with my hands and he gently pulls me close to him, embracing our passionate kiss.

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