Author's pov

  Tiffany got up early, preparing waffles and orange juice for breakfast. After setting the table, she went to Y/N's room and knocked lightly on the door.

      "Are you awake yet?" Tiff was silent for a while, waiting for a reply from her friend in the room, since it was the weekend, Y/N could totally sleep a little longer.

      "I'll be right out" Y/N hurriedly covered the mark on her wrist with a white bandage.

  Contrary to Tiffany's expectations, Y/N had already gotten up early and just returned from a jogging at five o'clock this morning while Tiff was still sound asleep. The major reason was that Y/N could barely sleep, what happened last night completely shocked her. Y/N did not know how to react properly. Was it wrong if she honestly enjoyed it? But was it right if she consistently denied the excitement he had given her?

      "Where do you want to go today?" Tiffany drizzled caramel syrup over the waffles on her plate, suggesting, "How about Melbono? I want to buy some dresses there."

  Tiff was always the type to make all the decisions for you, Y/N sometimes did not even need to give opinions, no matter where Tiff went, Y/N would always be with her.

      "Forget that f*cking Mike, you deserve better, have a few drinks and it'll all be right." Tiffany's mouth was full of cake, her hand was scrolling through the phone as if searching for something. "There are quite a few bar clubs in Melbono and you can relax a bit."

      "Thank you, Tiff."

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Y/N pov

  Melbono is a small city not far from the town we live in. Normally, if I had enough time, I would stop by here because the shopping area was much more diverse than in Rosaville. I followed Tiffany into the flashy boutique on a dense street, which was also her favorite clothing store.

  Dresses by styles, heels by sizes, I was amazed by the perfect arrangement and splendor. Tiff kept asking my opinion about the colorful mini dresses she chose, which were quite unnecessary because she would still pick pink in the end. I rolled my eyes over the hanging rows of pale silk dresses.

      "Come on Y/N we don't need such sentimental dresses tonight." Tiff drew my attention to the line of classy black dresses."You need these."

  I was about to open my mouth to refuse, but Tiff immediately selected a few dresses for me, one of them was an off-the-shoulder dress with a thigh slit. I sighed, having to comply with my friend's request for the more convincing reason that we were going to the pub tonight.

      "have a few drinks and flirt with some guy in this outfit, Mike will be just a pathetic memory." Tiff encouraged me in excitement as I walked out of the fitting room.

  I looked at myself in the mirror, I was wearing a black, leather dress that accentuated my smooth white skin. The edge was short at the thigh level and the neckline revealed almost all of my shoulders. The highlight of the dress was the leather corset, which was also made of leather but darker, showing every line on my waist.

      "Now you need a pair of boots, honey, you look so hot." The saleswoman in her late thirties kept praising me, she even suggested a few more accessories for me.

  Maybe tonight I needed to relax a bit, I needed to let myself fall into the downfall to forget the pressure of the past few days. Walking out of the store, we drove straight to the pub in the city center, it was almost ten o'clock at night.

  After entering the pub, Tiffany immediately left me at the bar and disappeared somewhere into the crowd on the dance floor. I shook my head. She used the excuse that leaving me alone would be easy for me to find some guy. I ordered a couple of glasses of wine and started drinking alone. I temporarily did not welcome any more relationships and moreover I still wasn't able to forget the passionate physical interaction between me and him, Ghostface.

After about an hour or two of being intoxicated, a few guys offered me a few drinks, a few other strangers asked me to come with them, but I used the excuse to wait for my friend, Tiffany.

      "Are you going to drink the whole bar?"

  I was startled when I heard a familiar raspy voice, turning my attention to the pile of empty wine glasses, not expecting that I would drink so much, that was probably also the reason for my dizziness.

  When I turned to confirm the voice's identity, even more surprising, it was Jed, who turned up unexpectedly and witnessed my self-indulgent appearance, which I hated the most.

      "Why are you here, Mr. Olsen?" I mocked him, undeniably I had a crush on him.

      "And what are you doing here, wearing such an inappropriate dress?"

  What the hell was Jed angry about, I was a grown up now and of course I did not need supervision. I turned to look at him defiantly, how dare he think he can control me.

      "You're just a teacher, not my parents. Go away, I want to be alone." I brought the glass to my lips to take another sip but then Jed stopped me, squeezing my wrist.

  Jed's eyes on me now were suffocatingly scary. It also excited me, the same feeling when Ghostface appeared in my room last night, why did I find the same connection between the two of them? Whatever it was, I put down my wine glass and turned away. Jed took off his jacket and threw it on me. Inside he was wearing a black shirt that matched well with his dark feature, then Jed picked me up before walking out the door. I didn't have enough sanity to protest.

  Just like that, I fell asleep on his chest.

***

Jed's pov

  I looked at my phone screen again before driving straight to the mentioned location to make sure I wasn't mistaken or that some random stranger hadn't accidently sent me. I was not someone who would bother with a certain issue more than twice, but as soon as everything involved her, all the consistent order was shattered. I believed I was not into her in that way, yet I had always wanted to know her.

  Y/N was different from all my previous prey, I have to admit. She had a wealthy family that did not seem to care much for her, a perfect boyfriend who was good at sports but a scamming bastard and finally some two-faced friends. It was pathetic, but somehow it also annoyed me. It would be easy to finish them all off, but it would be a bit of a hassle to disposed all the evidence. I looked down at Y/N sleeping on my chest as I carried her outside, wondering if she wanted it to actually happen...

To mention some fake friends of Y/N, who appeared in front of me here was also an instance. This pathetic individual named Tiffany Victor, leaning against the side of my car, this deserted parking lot was perfect for me to finish her off right away... that's if I hadn't had Y/N in my arms.

      "Why are you still here?"

      "You promised me" She moved closer to me, glared at Y/N and then pouted. "If you break your promise I won't delete these photos."

  My anger almost made me drop Y/N and strangle Tiffany to shut her up.

      "What photo? You dare to deceive me?"

  Tiffany burst out laughing, she looked so pleased, maybe everything was going as she expected. However, she was not aiming for me, Tiff's target was Y/N. She rambled for having been waiting for a chance to humiliate Y/N. The only reason was that Y/N had everything she could never own herself even if she had to sacrifice her whole life.

      "I'll upload these photos on the school website at the end of this week, what's the future for the two of you?" Tiff held the phone screen to me, it was a picture of me sitting with Y/N at the bar, and from this angle it looked like the two of us were kissing.

      "What do you want?" I asked coldly, I already had a plan in mind.

      "Meet me here tomorrow at 7 p.m and I promise to delete all" Tiff started dialing as she asked for my phone number "Is this a good deal, Mr. Olsen?"

  I pretended to agree with her, waiting for Tiffany to leave the parking lot. This was disturbing yet ironic, how wise was Y/N in choosing her friends when she was surrounded only by people who solely took advantage of her.

  I took Y/N to my car and put her down in the seat. While starting the car, I thought about where to take her. The apartment she was sharing with Tiffany was definitely irrelevant, after what her friend had done, somehow I did not want Y/N to continue associating with Tiffany.

      "What the hell just happened?" Y/N moved slightly, her eyes widened in shock, she looked even more sober than in the bar. "Did Tiff just sell me out?"

  Y/N must be so disappointed right now, I was debating whether I should tell Y/N the truth, that Tiffany actually purposely planned to get Y/N drunk tonight and texted me to come over. misleading people to ruin Y/N's reputation and be forced out of school if rumors of her dating a teacher spread. And I would also get into some tiny troubles.

Y/N pov

  My hands were wet with sweat, trembling in my lap. In my head was a series of unpleasant noises, in less than a month the two people I trusted most had betrayed me one after another. I should have seen through Tiff as a highly possessive person, she had eyed Jed from day one, that look she gave him was the same as she did with Jake. Perhaps my current interaction with Jed and my sudden breakup with Mike provoked Tiff into thinking I wanted a relationship with Jed. I could not understand why a friendship for eight years turned into a joke like this just because of a man.

      "I couldn't get it." my voice cracked slightly while I was trying to speak up.

  Had it been since the accident that year that everything had completely changed? I muttered in a tired tone, I did not want to think anymore.

      "Take me anywhere, as long as it's not my house or Tiff's apartment..." I whispered, leaning my head against the car window, my mind was a mess.

  If I closed my eyes here, where would I be when I woke up? Could Jed hear my offer whispering in my throat? Damn, I should have said it out loud, but I was so exhausted that I just fell asleep again. Hopefully when I woke up, there would be no one else betraying me, Jed Olsen, or Ghostface, whoever it is, wish I wouldn't be left alone.