Song: Maybe I'm done- Meg Myers

I never placed an ad in the paper or over social media or tell anyone of what I started doing on the side. No one really knew what I was really capable of. It felt good to be able to help others if they really needed my help. A part of me wanted to kill every motherfucker who wronged another. Mostly men who thought they had the right to beat up and abuse their significant other just because it was his right too. Just because you are with someone or married to them and have a document saying you are together doesn't give you the right to treat them like shit. It also doesn't give them the right to abuse their children who have no way in hell to stand up for themselves.

I'm not sure what happened to the last family I dealt with. I'm sure she got to collect the insurance policy money and move on with her life with her kids. Hopefully she is happy now, living the life she was meant to have. I try not to think about her giving them any information on me and even if she did there was not much to go on. She assumed I had blond hair with freckles across the bridge of my nose and a cute little mole on the far right cheek. Make up can do wonders. I was wearing gloves so there were also no fingerprints left behind. I know they had cameras going but I'm sure they will not get anything out of them.

I continue to go to the studio and dance. I have my heart set on the lead role. However I have a feeling that Mariam will get the role no matter how hard I try. I still have a hard time landing just right and not sure I will ever be able to hold up long. Dancing was my life and Gabe attempted to take that all away from me. I stay over the time to keep practicing the stupid landing.

I happen to hear the door shut and I turn around to see Mariam standing there shaking her head.

"What?" I slightly throw up my hands.

"Nothing...It's just you are trying too hard. You need to just let go and do it."

"Yeah...well what the hell do you know?"

She rolls her eyes. "I'm just saying you are trying to hard all you have to do is easy up and just let go, stop thinking about the landing and you will land just right."

"Why are you trying to help me?"

"Please...you are a great dancer Vi. Everyone loves to see you dance. I'm sorry that you got hurt. I really am but this is my time to shine and I don't need you to keep trying to take it away from me."

"You just don't understand Mariam, I need this. I have worked so hard and besides you had the last few shows, I just need this."

"I'm telling you Vi just let it go." She turns around on one foot and walks out the door.

I try to focus on dancing but with every turn, every jump nothing works and I only get worse because now she is in my head. I grab my bag and head out the door. On the way I pass by Professor Williamson's office and the door is shut. However I can hear a commotion going on inside. I can hear her complaining to him and then it sounds like things are being knocked over and then huffs and moans. I walk over to the office across from him and go in to wait for them to be done just so that I can watch her come out of his office a half hour later. So they are hooking up. Professor Williamson is way out of his league. He should be faithful to his wife; instead he is having an affair behind her back.

I wait a good ten minutes before knocking on his door.

"Doors open!" I hear him call out.

I open the door and he is finishing up straightening things up on his desk. He glances up to see me standing there. "Well Violet it has been a long time since I have seen you. What can I do for you?"

I sway over to the chairs in front of his desk and take a seat. I lick my lips casually and look up at him as if wanting him. I watch him blink a few times and then tries to focus on something on his computer screen. "I have a lot of work to do Ms. Adler, what do you need?"

"I have always admired you Professor. I was wondering now that am no longer in any of your classes maybe we could hook up one night."

A smile forms quickly on his face but quickly disappears just as fast. "Ms. Adler that would be very unprofessional of me. I don't think that will ever happen."

I think about his words but I know he was with Mariam just moments ago. I know that they have been together and nothing stopped him from being with her so why can't he be with me too. I reach over and grab his pad of sticky notes and then grab a pen to write down my number. I hand it over to him with a wicked smile. "Well if you ever change your mind...give me a call."

I knew he would never call me and I was ok with that. Even after two weeks later, each day that passes by I notice how she is always around him. I wonder what he sees in her. I never planned on following them around everywhere but I wanted to find a time where it was just him all alone. And it happened.

I was standing outside of the hotel room waiting on Mariam to leave. I watched as she walked out pulling her dress down and adjusting her top. She stopped momentarily to look at her reflection in the window of the car before getting in and pulling out. I walk over to the door and knock lightly.

He answers the door with a bright smile on his face, "You just can't get enough of me..." He stops the moment he looks up at me. "Can I help you miss?"

"Maybe I was wondering if you can let me use phone by chance?" I barge in before he can say anything. The bed sheets are thrown to the floor and it looks like they had a little fun all over this place. It reeks of her perfume and their sweat. On the pillow has her makeup smeared all over it. Oh Mariam you are a naughty girl aren't you.

I walk on over to the phone on the nightstand and pretend to place a call. Then I hang up and turn to him. "Thank you for letting me use the phone."

"No problem...do you need to wait here or are you good now?"

I saunter over to him and graze his chest with my finger tips. "Actually I was wondering if you wanted to play."

"Play...uhm..." He licks his lips and looks down at my attire. I am wearing a solid black slick leather outfit that shows off every single curve. His eyes trail up and down my body a few times and then finally resting on my eyes. He keeps looking at me as if he knows me. "Have we met before?"

"No...I don't think so." I smile wickedly. And he shouldn't recognize me at the moment because I look nothing like Violet. Tonight I have on a red wig with long locks, and enough makeup to transform me into looking like someone else with a nice mole on close the right side of my upper lip. I dapped a thin layer of freckles for good measure and my eyes are a mystic blue. "So do you want to play or not?"

He bites his bottom lip, contemplating on what he should do. I lean in to him and whisper softly, seductively, "You know you want to. Come play with me." I reach down for his hand and guide him over to the bed. I pull out the handcuffs and his eyes go wide. But he isn't scared or worried about what is about to take place he is more fascinated with the whole aspect. I cuff the one hand to the post then the other. I sit on him and ask him, "Open your mouth, Professor."

He opens without hesitation and I drop the pill in his mouth. "Swallow that down now...it will make you feel better." As he swallows I get up and head to the bathroom to leave him there. When I return he is almost out of it. I strip him all the way down to expose himself and take a few pictures with his phone and then I was even nice enough to send them to his wife with the address.

She replies back quickly and she seems pretty pissed off. When I don't reply she calls and I answer it.

"Hello, this is Professor Williamson's assistant how may I help you?" I say with a accent.

"My husband doesn't have an assistant and who the hell are you? Are you the one taking the pictures of him?"

"Yes...he will be here when you get here. He is all yours now." I hang up the phone and throw it next to him. He is past out. I could easily take him out but I won't I want to see what happens to this whole situation that he has gotten himself into. I leave all the letters behind that I had found in his desk. I leave pictures behind of the two of them. Pictures that he had hidden in his desk that were with the letter. I want his wife to see who he really is.

I leave and go across the street to the Waffle House and sit down in a booth that has a perfect view of the hotel room. Within an hour a car pulls up and I watch her get out to run over to the room that he is in. I see the light come on and I would give anything to hear the words that were coming out of her mouth. I can see her looking at all the photos and one by one and then she sits on the edge of the bed and covers her face with her hands and sobs.

I should have stuck around but I don't. I head out and go on home.

The next morning I get up and go to dance class and Mariam is off to the side crying about something. I look over at Levi and roll my eyes. "What's wrong with little princess?" I motion over to her.

"You haven't heard...Professor Williamson put in his notice...he is leaving here for good."

"Oh...wow...why?"

"Not sure but it's going around that he was seeing one of his students and his wife is forcing him to resign. Of course it really doesn't matter the board would had fired him either way. And once they find out who the student is...I'm sure they will be gone as well."

"Dang...that's messed up." I head to floor and start dancing. Throughout class Mariam is not with it today. She keeps messing up and finally excuses herself from the room.

Getting rid of Professor Williamson was easy, now I just have to get rid of Mariam.