The Crüe (AU)(SPN/The Dirt Crossover)

Chapter Thirteen - Signed

*TRIGGER WARNING: Mention of S.A*

Scarlet had missed another show for work, but the boys didn't mind, since she tried her best to go to most of their shows. After their show, they were going to hang out for a bit, before coming by Scarlet's work to see her for a bit. It was common for them to get a couple drinks before going to see Scarlet for the night after their shows. Tonight, they had been signed, and they planned to surprise Scarlet as soon as they went to her job.

Anyhow, Scarlet had been saving up little bits of money here and there to buy clothes for the boys. She didn't have to, but she wanted to get them nice clothes to wear that would make them look badass. They had a fair amount of clothes, but a new pair of leather pants or mesh shirt wouldn't hurt. Besides, most of the guys like getting new clothes, so it wasn't like they'd be mad about it.

"Scar," The girl heard,"Boss wants to see you in his office." Her co-worker, Candi, said, and Scarlet nodded.

Their boss was a creep. He was an older man, maybe late forties or early fifties. He had graying hair and a yellow smile. He had a beer belly, and smelt of BO. He gave pretty good money though, so everyone that worked for him ignored him and his problems — for the most part.

"Candi said you needed me." Scarlet commented, as she walked into the office.

"Miss Scarlet," He turned to her with his creepy, yellow smile,"You've been working for me for quite some time. I hired you, even when you had no identification or job history." He said, and Scarlet frowned.

"Sir, with all due respect, I didn't--" She began, but he cut her off.

"I know, you don't know how you got here, sounds pretty suspicious to me, but I digress," He sighed,"I have seen how well you've worked for me, Miss Scarlet," He commented,"but that won't change the fact that I know you're on drugs."

"Sir--"

"I will let it slide, but you have to do something for me." He said, making her frown.

"What?" She asked, feeling her heart bear speed up.

"I think you know," He replied, standing up and walking over to his door to lock it,"but it can stay our little secret." He added, as he walked up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders.

"I'd rather not--" She began, and she tried to stand up, but he stopped her with the force of his hands on her shoulders.

"Just relax, everything will be all right." He murmured, as his lips almost brushed her ear.

Her body involuntarily shivered, feeling completely disgusted. He held her in place with one hand on her shoulder, as his other hand traced down her arm teasingly. Once his hand was back up at her shoulder, he slid his hand down the front of her body. He squeezed her breast, and with how hard he squeezed, she wouldn't be surprised if there was going to be a bruise.

Scarlet would've fought him, and she would've won, but her body felt paralyzed. What he was doing to her made her think of her sixth grade year in a new school. A tenth grader had attacked her, and assaulted her in a closet in the school she was attending. Dean was the one to find her, and he promised to never tell anyone what happened or how he found her.

Scarlet couldn't hold back the tears, as she felt both pain and disgust at his touch. He didn't stop his assault, not even when she tried to scream. Instead he covered her mouth with his filthy hand, and kept his other hand in her pants. When his hand went into her pants, she tried to finally buck and fight him, but he shoved fingers into her, causing immense pain.

When he finally ended his assault, he told her to get her ass out of his office, and that she was fired for fighting him. She could barely walk from the pain, but she was able to limp to the bathroom. Inside the bathroom, she pulled down her pants, and she let out a quiet sob when she seen the red on her panties. She quickly, but painfully pulled her pants back up in a hurry when she heard a knock on the door.

"Scar?" She heard, and immediately recognized Vince's voice,"Can I come in? Candi told me you were in here crying."

Scarlet slightly opened the door, enough for Vince to slide into the bathroom, before she slammed and locked the door. He seen the tears in her eyes, and the terrified look on her face.

"What happened?" He asked,"Please, tell me what happened."

"You can't tell anyone." She whimpered, and he nodded, even if he didn't want to.

"He hurt me," She said, making him frown,"I-I can't say it."

"C-can you show me?" He asked, and she felt her cheeks turn pink.

"B-but I'd have to take off my pants." She whispered, causing him to quickly smile at her with reassurance.

"I won't touch you," He promised,"I would never touch you."

She let out a shaky sigh, before she raised her shirt and showed him the bruise forming on her breast. She lowered her shirt after a moment, before slowly sliding down her pants. He looked down, and his eyes widened when he seen the blood. He could also see the bruises that were forming way too close to where they shouldn't be — unless they were consensual, of course. As soon as she pulled her pants up, she looked at him with terrified, wide eyes.

"C-can I hug you?" Vince asked, and Scarlet gave a stiff nod.

Vince slowly wrapped his arms around her, and when she stiffen slightly, he went to pull away, but she wrapped her arms around him. She buried her face in his shoulder and let out a sob. He held her close, and tried his best to hold back his anger. He was going to hurt who ever hurt Scarlet, and the boys were going to help him — no questions asked...