When Paths Collide

Our Only Focus

Andrew's POV

*Two Weeks Later*

"Fuck me," Violet demanded.

"What?"

"I said 'fuck me'."

"I know what you said, but why?"

Violet wavered, glancing to the side from where we stood in her dimly lit, now closed, bar. "I don't want to be alone. I am tired of it."

"We don't have to fuck. And either way, you're drunk, and I don't want you to slit my throat once you remember this."

Violet pushed me onto the wall, pulling me down a bit. "Then make me forget."

"You are not going to relent, are you?" I watched as she fumbled with my pants.

"No," She growled.

"Don't rip my clothes," I said, taking off my pants for her. "Are you su-"

"Just take me here and now." She said, taking off her skirt and whatever else she wore to keep her dignity. I complied and took off my underwear before she somehow pushed me further up against the wall.

"It'll work better like this," I lifted her up a bit, her legs wrapping around my waist as I pushed her up against the wall.

"Fuck," She gasped as I thrusted inside her, slowly pulling out. "Faster."

And I complied.

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*Three Months Later*

"Why did you listen to me?" Violet murmured.

"You wanted it." Was my only response.

Why did I listen?

"This...this never would've happened if I wasn't so stupid." I watched as Violet closed her eyes and gritted her teeth together.

It had been three months since we had sex and only one since she had a miscarriage.

And she still tore herself up over it.

But if I am being honest, I still do too.

She shook her head and opened her eyes. "Let's not dwell on the past. There has been another murder." Violet stood up, her eyes hardening with determination. "We need to stop this person. That is our focus, our only focus. Nothing else."

She wants to continue grieving, but she can't. That or she lost so much already, that she is detaching herself from her own emotions or anything she considers 'weak'.

Fear.

Anger.

Jealousy.

Sorrow.

Even emotions such as joy and love. Instead, she puts on a stoic expression and remains unnaturally calm.

But this will only hurt her in the end.

She will snap.

And it will be bloody.

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...And she did...

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A/N: Three friends wanted me to do this to Violet, so I did. I probably ruined it with my boring writing, but oh well.

I hope you enjoyed nonetheless!