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“I’m just putting stuff in my bag now, give me two minutes” she paused and spun to look at Ari who was seething under his cool exterior and she knew that look only too well.

This was my face when they came face to face:

I enjoyed this so much! The smut was hot, at one point I thought my heating had turned on 🙈 *takes notes from you on how to write smut*

The way you wrote Ari and Y/N's friendship drifting apart was so powerful that I felt so bad for them! And Andy showing his controlling manner I was scared for both Ari and Y/N.

That plot twist at the end! I couldn't believe it! I was hooked! Well done you for writing these characters so perfectly well on your first time writing for them!

So proud of you Mary 💙

Don't Trust Him

Andy Barber x Reader, Ari Levinson x Reader

Word Count: 6638

Warnings: NSFW 18+ Minors please shoo, dark characters, abduction, possessiveness, controlling behaviour, mentions of murder, arson, violent behaviour, arguments, emotional and mental abuse to some extent and relative Stockholm syndrome signs. I’ve tried to cover everything I can think of that could trigger people.

Summary: Best friends have their friendship turned upside down when Andy Barber comes between them.

Prompts: “Shhh, sweet girl, it’s ok, I promise you’ll learn to love me” & “I can’t stop thinking about you”

This was written for Siri’s 5k Soft Dark Challenge. It’s definitely been a challenge for me as I’ve never written anything purely or solely for Chris’ characters before. This isn’t beta read and all mistakes are my own. So I hope you enjoy it and feel free to like, comment and/or reblog. Feedback is always appreciated.

The bell rang and the teens just poured out of the classrooms marking the end of another day. Y/N tidied up her classroom a little and then settled at her desk to grade some papers. She’d been teaching in Boston for three years but was still considered the baby of the English faculty even though she was in her early thirties. There were a lot of old traditional teachers still working there. Not that she minded as it was helpful to work with people with years of experience.

“You’re always grading or planning, come and grab a coffee with me Bubala” Ari said standing in the doorway of the classroom, leaning against the frame and with his arms crossed. She looked up and smiled shaking her head. He walked over to her and perched himself on the corner of her desk. “Bubala, you’re ignoring me” he almost sang extending the word Bubala.

“Ari I’m trying to grade these papers” she protested looking up at him. The grin on his face was infectious.

“That’s what Sunday night panicking is for” he teased.

“Ari you’re such a bad influence for someone who is supposed to be my friend” she mock argued.

“Hey, this bad influence was your mentor and got you through that first year remember” he laughed.

“Yes, I know. I owe my teaching excellence to you Ari Levinson” she faux gushed conceding and standing up to grab her bag.

“And don’t you forget it Bubala” he draped an arm over her shoulder as they left her classroom.

The drive to the coffee shop on a Friday afternoon was liberating because it meant the weekend was here and they had some downtime. They’d gotten around using the weekend for planning by coming up with the units of study and resources over the first summer she had there. Ari studied Y/N’s actions, he knew she was still thinking about work. She had trouble switching off at times no matter what he taught her to get around it.

“Your brain is still ticking but we’ve left, what’s the rule?” he told her.

“I know, I buy the next coffees. Ari I was thinking about the Poe unit we’re doing and I wondered what you thought about bringing in the local historian and Poe expert to talk to the kids about the context to his poetry and tails” she sipped her cappuccino wincing a little at the heat.

“No” Ari shut her down as he took a bite out of his chocolate éclair.

“No? That’s it?”

“Exactly. No” Ari replied.

“Why?”

“Look Bubala, you’re my best friend here ok. I don’t want you putting yourself in danger because you don’t know the history of the people here” he remarked as he stirred his latte. Y/N looked at Ari with confusion.

“What danger?” she pushed further. Ari gave off an irritated sigh as he dropped his spoon on the table. Rolling his eyes, he looked up at Y/N.

“Five years ago Andy Barber’s wife and son were murdered quite horrifically. It was all over local news. He was arrested, put on trial as the main suspect but was acquitted, evidence was just ‘circumstantial’” he told her.

“It’s doesn’t mean he did it Ari”

“It doesn’t mean he didn’t, murderous tendencies run in his family,” he explained further, “look, the guy is bad news. I know you want to do more to make lessons interesting but there are other ways and none of them involve Barber” he tried to look at her with pleading eyes and she nodded sitting back in her chair and looking disappointed.

Saturday morning, Y/N was up early and ready to visit the Poe museum. She was really excited about it. Walking around the place she felt so in awe. Edgar Allan Poe had been her favourite poet since childhood. This was a dream come true for her. She stood in front of a painting that was a summary of his most romantic poem.

“But we loved with a love that was more than love, I and my Annabel Lee” a velvety voice spoke behind her.

“With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven coveted her and me” she grinned not looking back.

“Let’s see if you know your stuff,” the voice aired, something about it made her tingle and she hadn’t even seen who it was yet. “And neither the angels in heaven above, nor the demons down under the sea…” he quoted stepping towards her slowly.

“Can ever dissever my soul from the soul of the beautiful Annabel Lee” she finished the lines turning to him. His lips curled up into a gentle smirk.

“Andy” he introduced holding his hand out.

“Y/N” she replied going to shake his hand, but he brought it to his lips and kissed it in chivalrous way. Y/N couldn’t help but blush at this tall, handsome fine specimen of a man. After introductions, they struck up a conversation as he gave her a tour of the museum. As it came to an end he invited her for lunch, an offer she took up immediately. He followed it up with showing her around some of Boston’s best hidden gems. It was nearly six in the evening when they were walking in the park, her arm tucked in his. She’d not enjoyed herself this much in such a long time. She put her head on his shoulder as they sat on a bench watching people as they walked by. He rested his head lightly on hers.

“I’ve really enjoyed today Y/N” he confessed, “a lot of people avoid me like the plague”

“Because of five years ago?” she mused. He sat up and turned to look at her with surprise in his eyes.

“You… You know?” he stuttered.

“Of course I know”

“But… but you’re still here and spent the day with me” he was stunned. He’d been living a very lonely life following the acquittal. Most of his old friends stopped talking to him. It was hard to make new friends in a place where gossip was the assumed truth.

“You were acquitted. Andy I don’t go by what people tell me. I’d rather find out for myself and I’ve really enjoyed myself today” she assured. Tears welled in Andy’s eyes as he hugged her. It felt good for someone to see beyond the rumours and lies.

“I have to go soon, Andy but can you put your number in my phone?” she asked. He nodded and did as she asked. She rang him and he saved her number. As he walked her back to her apartment they discussed meeting up again. She agreed to go on a date with him as there was something endearing about him that she couldn’t quite explain. As they got to her block he kissed her on the cheek, thanked her for a wonderful day and watched her enter the building. She was bursting with excitement inside. Andy Barber was nothing like Ari described him and wondered if it was just Ari being over protective as always. As Andy walked away from the building he looked at a selfie they’d taken that day and ran his finger over the image of her face slowly. Maybe he’d found the one and this time she was perfect.

Days passed quickly, Andy often shared texts with Y/N. Sometimes it was jokes, other times it was deep and meaningful. She invited him over to talk to him about something she wanted to work on and make it interesting in class. He agreed instantly that they would meet Friday evening after work. Friday approached really fast. As her class left at the end of the school day, she sat at her desk to get on with grading new work for one of her groups. Like clockwork Ari turned up at her door to tease her and get her to join him for their weekly coffee date.

“Bubala why do you insist on keeping me waiting by overworking every week?” Ari teased. Y/N laughed standing up and popping her planning book into her bag.

“Sorry my lovely but I have plans tonight”

“What? Oh you’re breaking my heart” he chuckled putting his hands over his heart. “So what is so special that you’re ditching me for Bubala?” he rested his hands on his thighs as he sat on her desk.

“I have plans” she responded being cryptic. He frowned a little.

“With?” he laughed at her mysteriousness. She huffed. There was no easy way of saying it. She was about to say something when there was a knock on her door. She turned to see Andy standing there in his suit and long woollen coat.

“Hey, sorry if I’m a bit early, I was told to come down here to find you” he beamed. Y/N went over to him greeting him with a kiss on the cheek. Ari folded his arms and just stared at Andy as Y/N led him into the room.

“I’m just putting stuff in my bag now, give me two minutes” she paused and spun to look at Ari who was seething under his cool exterior and she knew that look only too well. Usually when he was pissed at the upper level management putting pressure on staff with impossible targets or ideas. “Ari, I’d like you to meet Andy Barber, Andy this is my best friend, mentor and reason why I got through my first year here, Ari Levinson” she introduced.

“Hi, pleasure to meet you” Andy extended his hand. Ari stood up and rubbed a hand over his beard before reluctantly shaking Andy’s hand.

“You too” Ari flatly spoke. He passed Andy and exchanged a primal look, one of a pack leader whose status has been threatened. Narrowing his eyes at Andy, Ari nodded slowly almost trying to summarise him in one glance. “I’ll call you tomorrow Bubala” Ari said to Y/N as he left. She called out after him to say thanks and then walked towards Andy. Giving her an uncomfortable grin, she apologised to him and explained that Ari was overprotective, especially given the history of Andy.

“And do you still feel ok around me?” he asked.

“If I didn’t feel ok around you then I wouldn’t invite you to mine for dinner. Andy, I told you before I feel safe around you” she spoke softly. She held out her hand, “C’mon we have dinner and work to do”, he felt reassured and laced his fingers with hers as they left.

Dinner had consisted of pasta, jokes and comfortable conversation. Both had really relaxed in each other’s company and were enjoying themselves. After dinner, she went through her unit of work with him explaining that, this year, there were some students who had optimum learning through very different styles. He showed her everything that the museum, and he, could offer. She sat there making notes as he read the scheme of work, he stopped to glance at her. A heart-warming curl of the lips fast appeared on his face while she remained oblivious as she carried on working. She realised he was staring.

“What?” she asked confused.

“Nothing, it’s stupid” he replied realising he’d been caught.

“It’s not stupid if it matters to you” she offered. He pressed his lips into a thin line and with a nod he sighed.

“I’ve not experienced something like this in a long time. You know, the whole sharing time with someone while you both work together in the same vicinity. The feeling of being completely at ease with someone” he confessed. Facing him, she placed a hand on his arm.

“Do you miss her?” she quizzed.

“Yeah, even though she was cheating, she was still my wife. I mean I had a life, a family with her and I was expected to just move on”

“It couldn’t have been easy. I mean being arrested and stuff. How are you expected to go through that without it changing you somehow?” she asked him.

“I had a lot of nightmares about it” his words were mixed with pain that broke her heart.

“I’m sorry you went through that” she apologised barely audible. A few tears rolled down Andy’s cheeks.

“You’re the only one who has ever listened to me” he admitted. Y/N hugged him, surprising him. He embrace her tightly. She shifted back to look at him, his eyes were glassy. He looked at her lips then up at her, suddenly they were kissing deeply with a tenderness she’d never experienced before. His tongue sought permission to enter her mouth which she granted instantaneously, shifting from her chair to his lap where his arms protectively wrapped around her. As their lips parted, both panted slightly from the intensity of the kiss. He looked up at her apologetically but she soothed his worries with light kisses to his jawline. Usually she wasn’t this bold or brave but something about Andy made her feel that way. She stood up slowly and took his hand, the look in her eyes told him everything he needed to know. He followed her lead to the bedroom.

Once they were in there, lips melded with more force than before, Andy pulled her to him. He sat on the bed pulled her on to his thigh so that she straddled his leg. He pulled her top off with force making her gasp into his mouth. He cupped her breasts in his hands and she whimpered with need. She made quick work of the buttons on his shirt pushing it off him. She began to rub against his thigh as he kissed her breasts through the bra. In a move so smooth, he discarded her bra and got her to stand between his legs. Undoing the fastening of her skirt, he watched it pool around her feet and pulled her closer to him. He splayed kisses over her stomach as she carded his hair. He hooked his thumbs under the elastic of her panties and dragged them down slowly while maintaining a locked gaze with her. The desire in her eyes growing as she stepped out of the silky offending material, parting her legs for Andy nuzzle against her thighs, she shuddered in excitement as her sensitive skin reacted to his beard brushing against her. He stood up to remove his clothes and placed his lips on hers again.

“I really want to taste you and savour it but it’s been five years sweetheart, I need to have you now!” he rasped in her ear. She smirked and backed up onto the bed, spreading herself open for him. He crawled over her and ran his lips over her collar bone into the crook of Y/N’s neck. His beard tickling her and simultaneously sending sparks of excitement through her. She was wet and full of need. Andy lined himself up with her and started to push into her. Stopping a couple of times for her to adjust to his size. His moans of delight as he pushed right in indicated how touch starved Andy was.

“Andy I need you to move” Y/N breathed. He didn’t need telling twice as he pinned her wrists to the mattress and above her head. Lips connected, tongues danced and thrusts increased into a steady pace. She arched her back as Andy hit spots she never knew existed. She’d had a couple of relationships but sex was never like this.

“God sweetheart, you feel so good. I need you” he uttered as he continued to thrust.

“Fuck, Andy you have me, I need more, faster” she punctuated her words with breathless gasps at how big he was. She knew he was stretching her like never before as he continued each measured and powerful thrust. Her walls started to constrict around his cock bringing them both closer to their climax. “Y/N, I… Jesus, I’m gonna cum” he almost cried out as she began to milk him. Both in tune with other as their orgasms hit like tidal waves, their euphoric, sinful sounds filling the room. He collapsed on to her as his thrusts became more irregular as he slowed down and completely emptied into her. His breathing was heavy as he looked at her, that blissful afterglow of sex surrounding them. She craned up to kiss him again. He did so but softer this time, almost like she was fragile and he wanted to protect her. It was loving, it was warm. It was Andy.

They snuggled up together, legs tangled and the sheet covering them. His breathing pattern was still a little off as they calmed down.

“I’ve not felt like this in a long time, thank you” he spoke taking her hand and pressing it to his lips. She looked up with a demure smile.

“No one has ever made me feel so good Andy. I should be thanking you” she insisted.

“Y/N, is this a one off or something else?” his voice quivered with uncertainty, vulnerability awash on his features. She ran a finger over the side of his face, back and forth over Andy’s beard.

“What do you want it to be?”

“More. You’ve given me something I’ve not had in a very long time. Trust and love”

“Then we’ll make it more. It’s too early to decide what right now but I know that if you walk out of my place wanting nothing more, I’m scared that I’ll never feel for anyone else the way I feel when I’m with you” she admitted. Andy cupped her chin and tilted her head to look at him, he placed a chaste kiss on her mouth and curled his lips up into a smirk. He knew this was where he wanted to be. She fell asleep on him very quickly, he snuck out of bed to grab his phone then climbed back in careful not to wake Y/N. Unlocking it, he went into his contacts and found exactly who he was looking for.

Andy: Hey Nicholas, when will that cabin be ready?

NF: Three weeks

Andy: What? Why?

NF: Quality takes time.

Andy sighed chucking his phone aside while deep in thought. He couldn’t make it happen any sooner, he’d just have to wait another three weeks.

It was Sunday evening and Y/N was sat with Ari going over some work and just catching up in general while eating pizza. There was a slight tension in the air and she knew why. Ari was mulling it over in his mind and not asking her. Ari tried to avoid commenting on the marks on Y/N’s neck. He knew that there was something going on between her and Andy and it bothered him. He just had a bad feeling about him and was worried about his best friend. He didn’t want to have to identify her in a morgue somewhere because of Andy’s bloodlust. He still couldn’t believe the guy got acquitted in the first place. He huffed again as he wrote a grade on a page. Y/N rolled her eyes and looked up at Ari. Suddenly her phone beeped. She grinned and now it was Ari’s turn to roll his eyes.

Andy: I can’t stop thinking about you. I can’t stop thinking about Friday night. Miss you baby xxx

Y/N: I can’t either. Miss you more xx

Ari coughed as if to get her attention. She glanced up at him.

“Let me guess… Andy” Ari spoke with sarcasm as Y/N shook her head at him.

“And if it is?” she challenged.

“I don’t get it. I warned you about him” Ari tried to refrain from shouting at her. He threw his work on the coffee table in front of him. Standing up he began to pace and run his hands over his face.

“Ari, I appreciate the concern. I really do but I just don’t think it was him. He’s a lovely guy and I would appreciate it if the two most important men in my life got on” her voice was pleading. Ari shook his head.

“I just don’t trust him, usually you trust me and my judgement. Why aren’t you listening to me now?” he asked sounding like he was scolding her. Now Y/N threw her paper’s down and stood up to go to face to face. She didn’t like how he was treating her like a child. She grabbed her bag and jacket. Ari watched in amazement at how she was acting. She’d never been like this with him. “Where are you going?” he asked.

“Home” she reached his front door and felt his gaze bore into her. She turned to look at him, “you’re being dramatic Ari. When you realise I’m not a child, your project or a brain dead bimbo then maybe we can talk” she spat before leaving and slamming the door behind her. Once she was away from Ari’s place she text Andy asking him to meet her. Right now she just needed him.

The following day, the school day had passed so quickly, Y/N avoided Ari and focused on her lessons. Ari was furious, not with her but with Andy for coming between them. Their friendship had always been solid. Now when he saw her, she looked tired. She’d been crying, that had been obvious. But she was also not willing to relent because she believed in Andy. Ari was going to talk to her after school ended but she wasn’t there. He wondered if she’d left already when he spotted her talking to the principal. The conversation looked deep but at the same time not like it was bad. Smiles and a handshake were shared. She was patted on the shoulder and thanked before parting ways. She adjusted her handbag and walked in Ari’s direction. He was about to speak to her when one of her senior students ran up to her. The weird thing was it was one of her more reluctant students and a well-known jock. He was showing something he’d done and she congratulated him. It was the first time Ari had seen Daryl Jones smile at an English tutor. Y/N watched as the student left her to run back to the gym. That’s when Ari approached her.

“Y/N” he spoke quietly. She eyed him warily and started to walk ahead, “I don’t want to argue” he called after her. She nodded to her classroom and he followed.

“Make it quick Ari, Andy’s waiting for me” she said in a no nonsense tone.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t sleep last night ok. I was out of order. I hate this animosity and I know it was my fault ok” he confessed surprising her. Ari never liked apologising or admitting he was wrong.

“I’m sorry too Ari. I just wish you’d let me make my own choices and trust my judgement” she sighed.

“I do and I will, seems like Mr Heston was pleased with you Bubala” he genuinely smiled. She nodded excitedly.

“Yeah Daryl told him that he thinks he’ll graduate thanks to the new ways I’m doing this unit with him. I’ve found some breakthroughs thanks to Andy and if it means no summer school for students like Daryl then I’m happy because he has been a cause for concern for a while” she explained.

“That’s fantastic news. I’m really happy for you. You realise that Heston will be calling on you to talk with other faculties on how to approach these students right?”

“He already asked me but he also thinks that I should have an extra-curricular class for students like Daryl so that they don’t fall by the wayside. He’s even prepared to pay extra for it if it brings targets up” she beamed proud of herself.

“I’m so proud of you Bubala. I should let you go. As you said, Andy’s waiting. Look let’s do coffee this week and catch up, I promise I’ll be good and you can invite Andy too” he offered. Y/N agreed and hugged Ari before leaving. Ari went to his classroom and looked out at the carpark from his window. He spied Andy waiting for Y/N and observed as she looked at him like he was the most precious thing on earth. He pressed his lips into a tight line and clenched his fists as Andy pulled her to him and kissed Y/N with deep passion. Ari wasn’t ok with it. He’d never be ok with it but he didn’t know how to tell her without losing her. He’d just have to be there for her. He had a really bad gut feeling about Andy and he never ignored his instincts.

A few weeks had passed. Andy and Y/N were seeing each other practically every other day. She was developing strong feelings for Andy and felt things were heading in the right direction. The biggest issue Andy had was Ari. He had that same lack of trust for Ari that Ari had for him. It was the only thing Andy and Y/N had argued about. He didn’t like how Andy would call her ‘Bubala’. He also didn’t like how he’d text or call her at the most awkward of times even though he’d seen her a few hours earlier. Andy told Y/N that he was falling for her but something would have to be done about the amount of time she saw and spoke to Ari outside of work because Andy’s biggest insecurity was being cheated on. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Y/N. He just had no trust for Ari. He felt he was like a wolf in sheep’s clothing. After another argument that had Andy in tears, Y/N conceded. She knew if he was working with one woman all the time then seeing or texting her after work, she would hate it. She knew if she wanted that future she could see with Andy, she’d have to work on spending less time with Ari. It was a no brainer. It didn’t sit well with Ari when she’d explained that it was important for her future with Andy but she was his best friend and he didn’t want to tell her that he thought the behaviour was controlling especially when she asked if he wouldn’t call her Bubala around Andy. Ari didn’t care that it made Andy uncomfortable. It was how he’d say sweetheart. It was his nickname for her and had been in all the time they’d been around each other. It was just another way that he was getting under Ari’s skin.

Another two months passed rapidly. Y/N was now a specialist in the school for struggling students. She was also the go to teacher for advice on lesson and resource planning. Things were so busy now that she only saw Ari while at work, even then it was never the way they used to be because they were both so busy. Spring break was coming up, seniors were going into their final stretch and it was crazy all round. Plus senior management were observing staff to see how they were meeting new standards they’d put in. Occasionally Y/N and Ari would have a meet up on weekends or have a longer phone call but that was it. Andy would remind her by pointing at his watch when she was on the phone. Ari hated this space between them but he was always there regardless. Because that’s what best friends do. She’d been there for him when he got together with Barbara (the school receptionist) but she dumped him because of his friendship. He didn’t want Y/N to go through the same heartache if he could help her avoid it and, even though it killed him to admit it, Andy made her happy.

It was the night of the Literary Gala, Andy had been looking forward to this night for some time as the museum was getting an award for excellent standards. Andy looked extremely handsome in his black suit. His breath hitched when he saw Y/N step out in her burgundy halter-neck silk dress. It hugged her curves like a koala on a tree while ensuring nothing looked out of place. Her matching kitten heel slingbacks completed the outfit. Her hair danced over her shoulders as she moved with ease towards him. Andy felt like he was on top of the world and it had taken a long time to feel like that again. People came over to them, speaking to Andy like his past never existed, the acceptance, the smiles and all because she’d helped build him up and made this second chance possible. They were five minutes away from the award presentation when Y/N’s phone started ringing. She looked at it, it was Ari. She excused herself and moved to the wall as Andy watched her, unimpressed. He could see the way this conversation was going and made his way over to her.

“Sweetheart, we need to take our seats in a moment” he reminded her. She covered the mouthpiece of her phone. Looking at Andy apologetically she sighed.

“I need to take this call outside in the foyer. Ari has an observation tomorrow morning and needs to just run down his inclusion resources. If I don’t make sure it’s right I am in the line of fire too. My job is to ensure these things are in place”

“And he chooses now to call you? Convenient” Andy grimaced.

“Andy I won’t argue with you, give me five minutes ok” she kissed him on the cheek and left the hall.

Andy sat at the table. He explained to others, asking where Y/N had gone, that she helping another teacher with preparation for an observation. They nodded, some saying they understood because of their partners. Five minutes passed, she was still not back in there. Andy’s leg bobbed up and down nervously as he tried not to get angry. Ten minutes, nothing. Andy was now being called up to accept the award. He took it graciously and began to make his acceptance speech. Y/N slipped in halfway through and sat quickly making as little disruption as possible. Andy noticed. He held the lump in his throat as he finished his speech and made his way back to the table. Y/N kissed him but felt his frosty response. She tried to ignore it.

After the gala, the ride home felt long. Andy said nothing the whole journey. The look in his eyes was impossible to read and Y/N didn’t want to argue. Yes Ari’s timing could have been better but it was genuine. It wasn’t an excuse for a friendly catch up. She wanted to say something to Andy but the atmosphere was colder than Elsa’s castle in Frozen. She closed her eyes, pinching her nose slightly. Why did she have to be caught in the crossfire of two of the most stubborn men this world had to offer?

Andy pulled up in the driveway. He got out slamming his door shut and Y/N closed hers quietly watching as he locked it and stormed into his house. Y/N followed him not sure what to expect. That’s when it kicked off. Andy started shouting and hollering at her backing her into a corner telling her that he always felt like Ari was the third person in their relationship and that she was always putting him first. She tried to plead her case but he shoved her onto the sofa. He swept his arm across the fireplace shelf, sending the ornaments crashing to the floor. Y/N stood up, tears in her eyes she picked up her things.

“Where the hell do you think you’re going?”

“Home. Andy I’m not going to talk to you like this”

“Like what? Someone telling the truth? I’m not letting Ari come between us anymore!” his temper was out of control.

“You just did” Y/N muttered leaving the house in tears and calling for a cab.

An hour later Andy sighed. Looking around the room, he knew what he had to do and grabbed the cabin keys as well as his car keys. He was going to do what he should have done a week ago.

The school had been thrown into chaos the following morning. Ari’s observation cancelled as something more sinister had been thrown at them. Y/N hadn’t shown for work. Her phone was going straight through to voicemail and the police had been called in to check on her. When they turned up at the school, they asked to speak to Ari and the principal. Ari sat there feeling sick, unable to speak as the tears flowed. Her apartment had been ransacked. It looked like a struggle had occurred, there was blood that they were testing at this point and finger prints on the blood stained fabric. The principal and Ari told them everything they could that might help them, including of her relationship with Andy. They were both asked if they had alibis for last night and gave details. It didn’t surprise them as the police had to cover all bases. The principle gave Ari the rest of the week off and spring break as the police said it didn’t look good.

As Ari drove home he listened to the local news, the talk of Y/N missing was now hitting everywhere and the police were treating it as a possible murder. When he got home he paced like a caged animal. He wanted to be out but knew the police were doing all they could. That’s when the news of Andy’s arrest hit the airwaves. Suddenly his whole past was being dredged up. Ari didn’t want to listen to it and shut the news off.

It was about 9am when the police phoned Ari to let him know that not only had his alibi cleared but Andy was being charged with the abduction and suspected murder of Y/N. His finger prints and Y/N’s blood checked out on the fabric as well as Andy’s home security footage of the argument. They’d taken the keys he had on him and were investigating the cabin that he had bought recently despite him pleading that the cabin was going to be a surprise romantic getaway.

Ari couldn’t stay and listen to the news, it was too constricting for him. He asked the officers if he was free to travel because he couldn’t be around reminders of his best friend as it was too painful right now. They apologised to him and told him they had no further questions for him leaving him free to escape the place that was too much for him right now, everywhere he turned there was a reminder of her. As he drove out of town, the news reported that a cabin belonging to one Andy Barber had been on fire and a body was found inside barely recognisable.

He’d been on the road for six hours as he pulled off to an unmarked road. He pulled up in the driveway of a cabin by a private lake. He was met at the door by a man he knew only too well.

“Levinson,” the bearded long haired man greeted.

“Rogers, how did it all go?” he questioned.

“Like clockwork, but next time you need me please don’t ask me to work with someone who puts up so much of a fight. I don’t like having scratches on me that don’t belong to Nat” he advised.

“Sorry, she is a bit of a spitfire”

“Yeah, you got that right. Did you send the money?”

“Yes, your friend Barnes collected it on the night, great alibi” he beamed. Steve nodded.

“Well my job is done. See you around Levinson” Steve said dropping cabin keys into Ari’s hand.

He took his bag from the car and put it inside the door as he walked into the cabin. He made his way up the stairs to the master bedroom. There she was, tied to the bed in her underwear and fast asleep. His heart sped up at the sight of her there, all for him and no one was going to come between them now. He quietly made his way towards her and sat next to her on the bed. The movement woke her immediately. She gasped in relief seeing Ari there.

“Ari, you came to find me” Y/N spoke in relief.

“Of course Bubala, I’ll always find you” he spoke. Something in his tone seemed off. Y/N’s eyes panned.

“No Ari, please tell me they were not… Ari you have to let me go. Please. Let me go and I won’t say anything” she began to cry. Ari untied her arms and held her to him.

“Shhh, sweet girl, it’s ok, I promise you’ll learn to love me” he insisted before pressing his lips to hers, forcing her into a kiss. She was too weak to protest. As he loosened her leg ties and then took his clothes off. He climbed into bed with her. Her mind and body in total shock that her best friend was responsible for her abduction.

“Please Ari… people will ask about me… Andy…”

“Will now be doing time for your murder Bubala. Your body has been found and all evidence points to him” he was almost singing as he told her. He sounded blissfully happy as he moved into position of big spoon and held her to him, his arm’s vice grip like that of a boa constrictor.

“Why?” she asked, her voice muffled by her tears.

“You’re my Bubala and he tried to take you from me. You and I have something special. I love you and I know you will learn to love me in the same way because we have that connection already” he cooed in her ear pressing light kisses to the side of her head.

“You love me?” she asked in disbelief.

“Bubala, I worship you. You are my everything” he whispered. She tremored in his arms, her face almost drained of emotion, not knowing how to feel. Did she love Ari? Did she ask for this in some way? She had always been close to him, slept at his numerous times. Was it something she’d done? Or was Ari right? Was she going to learn to love him? She’d always felt empty without him there. Hated the restrictions Andy put on their friendship. Then there was the way Andy terrified her. Something in his eyes scared her that night, that cold, murderous stare. The threat to make sure Ari was not in her life again. Suddenly she felt so vulnerable and lost, and only Ari could make that better. She closed her eyes and turned in Ari’s arms to look at him.

“I’m sorry Ari. I… I should have listened to you. I was so stupid, now I’m here sobbing in your arms like a mess and it’s all my fault. All you were trying to do was protect me” she cried into his shoulder. He cupped her chin in his hand and tilted her head up to him. He kissed her softly and broke the kiss not allowing it to become deep and confusing for her right now. He gave her a warm smile.

“You are not a mess, my sweet, sweet girl. You are gorgeous. But you’re going to be even more beautiful when I breed you, fill you up and make you mine forever. Bubala you will look ever more the goddess with your belly swollen with my children. We’re going to be so happy here” he told her kissing her tenderly.

“Yours forever” she sighed into the kiss holding onto him not sure whether it was her heart talking or her brain as a result of the trauma of the last few days. Either way, she felt like she was in a safe cocoon and right now the only place she wanted to be was in Ari’s arms.

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