Mystic Johnosn's BEAUTY - in killing.

Chapter 44

"Wakie Wakie beautiful" Scotts warm voice to my ears as he kissed me sweetly on the head before I rose form the bed. I ignore my bedhead, slightly smeared mascara that didn't all leave after I washed my face the night before. And a good case of morning breath, I sat before him on the edge of my bed completely unashamed. Scott waited as I got myself ready for school, watching my every move like a hawk studying me. Once I finished, I noticed him looking at me with a bitten bottom lip.

"What is it? I asked 

"You're just so beautiful." He whispered his voice so soft almost hoarse. 

"I want to touch your ivory skin" 
"Your strawberry-shortcake scent" 
"Then your eyes. The ones that look at me with sweet innocent and yet desire." 
"Your lips crafted just perfect for mine." 

He stood before me, leaning down kissing me on the lips. The kiss was deep, and he had no intention to pull away. I waited as he trailed his fingers through my now brushed hair, down my back to my waist. My thoughts of what this moment would come to, I desired him deeply his touch, caresses and kisses. The only problem is I knew even in this moment I find myself not quite ready to be vulnerable. Not ready to open up completely. 

"School" My breath almost nonexistent, he nodded giving one another one last kiss before I headed out the door. I found myself in guilt for needing to leave though Scott understood. I felt like I was sitting in my car for years when it was only less than a minute. I was anxious to the point of trembling I took a deep breath placed the key in the ignition put on some music and headed to school. 

How in the hell am I supposed to even focus on class after that morning? I was craving him, his kiss his touch his voice his gaze. He was my drug; I was obsessed I needed the next hit though I was aware I had to make it through this day, to help him and I both in the end. 

"You're here!" Abby runs over and gives me a huge hug. "So here is some tea! So get this, Camron and Cindy were messing around this summer though he was messing around with Megan in the prosses but then he proceeded to make out with Tay at the middle of her entire party." 

I accidentally tuned her out when I noticed a memorial that was made for Derik, with everything going on I forgot for a moment he was a teacher here, and I still don't think that will ever actually still right with me. Flowers and photos fill the outside of his classroom in front of the door. I noticed some students by their lockers that was close. I think to myself some questions. 

Did they know how sick he was?
Did they know how twisted? 

"What's with this?" I interrupted a girls story, and they gave me a evil look- 

"He was found at a sleazy motel. Bullet wound, beaten. They're thinking some sort of escort who took everything."

"Wow- alright" 

"Anyway.." 

She continued but my mind was on Derik's dead expression replayed in my head, his evil laugh still lingering I did feel a tad bit sorry for the whole situation. I could understand how Scott was with the bullet. The type of guilt you have for not feeling guilty... 

The last bell for last period finally rang and I felt some stress relief, just had to make it and I could go home and see Scott. The hour felt like years. Each word spoke felt like needles piercing my skin, each minute slower and slower than he last before finally the bell rang for class dismissed the principal gave me all the work I would need to finish for the school year. Giving me a long hug before sending me on my way.  

Getting outside, I darted to my car, I stopped to notice that it looked like it must have rained the concrete was wet. Driving home the driveway was caked in mud, I parked in the shed because of it. I walked in threw the back door and the house was spotless. Not a puddle of water at the rim of the sink from dishes, not a trail of mud from the wet outdoors. 

I walked up to my room; I could hear one of the old tapes of my mother's recordings and the sound of writing on paper. I looked though the cracked door, I watched Scott analyzed the video as if it was a guide to a hack the pentagram. Rewind, skip, rewind, skip, rinse and repeat. Did he find something? Was he trying to? Scott paused the video closing the laptop before I entered the room. When I became visible to him, he quickly shut the laptop and hiding everything he was scribbling down. 

"Hiding things, are we?" 

"No, I don't want you having to see her that's all." 

"Was anything found?" 

"Unfortunately, not which is frustrating." He said sharply. 

"Was there something exact you were looking for?" 

I pushed and prodded this question before he told me.-

"There is this lady with long dark hair." Scott made an expression that made me realize he didn't exactly have the best news. 

"Someone you're in know with?" 

Scott nodded 

"Who?" Asking, my tone accidentally escalating.  

"Clam now Lillith, I can't tell you" 

"I thought we turned over the leaf of trust?...." 

"I can't tell you yet because I need to find out more information before hand. Then I will tell you, I promise." As he proceeds to tell me this, he kisses me. His kisses always make me forget why I was upset in the first place.