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After taking her first sip out of her second drink of the night, Veronica glanced across the bar. Not only did she see drunk adults, but also him. The reasoning for her friend's death-- Mr. (David) Waters. She stared at him for a moment only to find out that he was with another underaged girl.
Later that night, she had pulled up to the front of his house with her drunk and half-passed out friend in the backseat, her boyfriend sat in the passenger seat.
"So what's the plan?" He asked her as she took the key out of the keyhole. "Kill him. I don't care how, as long as he suffers." She muttered, grabbing her Princess Kate mask. JD had a matching Prince William mask to go with hers, both to hide their identity from the ex-teacher.
The teenaged boy sat there in silence for a second, trying to finalize the plan. He hated not having a plan when it came to these sort of things. "Great plan. But this one's better: We sneak in, tie him up, and slit his wrists- Or neck. You do the dirty work, it was your friend." He explained, and she nodded. "Okay, fine- That works."
Veronica sighed and put the mask on before exiting the car, he followed after her.
Peeking into his backdoor, there she saw him. The creepy pedophilic ex-teacher, watching... Is that cheerleader porn? As an ex-cheerleader, Veronica felt weirdly disgusted by it. "Fucking weirdo-" She muttered so quietly, even she could barely hear it.
Whenever JD caught up with her, she opened the door slowly and snuck up behind him. With JD watching her, she held the knife up to the adult's neck. "Hey baby-" She mocked him, still keeping her voice low. The teacher was startled, flinching at the sight of a knife.
"What do you want?" He panicked, scooting back as far as he can into the corner of his couch. "I'll do anything! Please don't hurt me-" The way he was saying it didn't even sound like he was genuinely scared-- As if he was reading off of a script. But in reality, he was actually horrified. 'He was just such a monster that he had no way of expressing emotions other than passion.'
JD pulled out a chair and rope which was coincidentally there, along with duct tape. "Get in the chair. C'mon." He instructed the older man, who looked behind him to find a wooden chair and rope. "Goddamn it-" He muttered, hesitantly getting up. As long as he still got his cheerleader porn in the end, it didn't matter to him what happened.
He sat in the chair and let JD wrap the rope around him, soon duct taping his hands and feet together. "Why are you doing this? I'm innocent!"
Hearing just that, Veronica couldn't help but laugh. "Bull. Fucking. Shit!" She laughed even more at his claim. "You- You are no where even /close/ to being innocent! You fucking pedophile-" Out of anger, she almost just stabbed him right there. But JD held her back.
"Babe- Calm down-" He held her arms back, letting her kick at the hostage. "Let go- He needs... To be... Punished! He killed Heather!" She struggled, but then eventually got released. JD held his hands up in surrender.
But because of Veronica's little fit, that gave Mr. Waters enough time to escape. JD apparently wasn't very good at tying ropes.
"Shit!" He yelled, chasing after the old dude who made it to the door. Except luckily, a wonderful drunk genderqueer friend was waiting at the door at the right moment, yelling, "I NEED MY GRILLED CHEESE, VERONICA!", before realizing who was at the door. Her eyes narrowed, eyebrows furrowing along with them, and mouth opened slightly out of surprise and anger.
"You-" She grumbled at him, looking him up and down. "You killed my only lesbian friend! You psycho!" Headbutting him, the teacher fell down to the ground now unconscious. "DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO FIND ONE OF THOSE?"
By the time Heather had knocked him unconscious, the couple had already pulled off their masks out of stress. So now Heather was able to recognize them. "Oh- Hey hotties." She smirked, turning into the living room to look through the vinyl's. He had a good collection, if you aren't including the children's ones. He doesn't even have kids, so why would he- Oh wait, he's a pedophile. Nevermind.
Meanwhile, JD and Veronica carried the body over into the garage, JD taking the lead. He put his body into the (cheap) car, trying to figure out a solution. There was gas and tubes in the garage, which he grabbed and set up. He saw someone do this in a movie once, which was one of his favorite movies, so he practically had 'mastered' the skill.
He taped the windows shut with the tubes going in, and by the time the gas started coming in, the middle-aged man woke up. He started trying to open the windows and doors, choking on the gas, but with both JD and Veronica holding them shut, he couldn't do it. The infatuated teens held their hands over the top of the car, staring into each other's eyes as the pedophile slowly died.
As the two mouthed "I love you" to each other, Heather sat in the living room eating cookies and jamming out to Debbie Gibson's 'Lost In Your Eyes', crying over her breakups from the past.
Whenever it was all over, JD got rid of all evidence that would make his death look like a murder, while Veronica tried making a drunk Heather not question anything they had just done. "You want a cookie?" She shoved near her friend's face, who took a bite out of it straight out of her hand. "Thankyuouuu-" Heather smile with half a cookie in her mouth, so her words were barely intelligible. But she soon passed out again, and Veronica got up and into the kitchen.
She had this idea for a while now, thinking it over in her head as she grabbed a paper to write it on. She wrote a fake suicide note for the ex-teacher, making him confess to sleeping with multiple young girls and that he was the main reason for the other Heather's death, along with a confession to a murder from whenever Veronica was a child-- Which so happened to be the murder which Veronica had committed.
As she was finishing up, JD looked over her shoulder and nodded. "That's good. Now let's go?" He put his hands on her waist, and she nodded as well. "Yeah- Grab Heather please."
Veronica tucked her friend into the massive green bed, hearing her small mumbles. "You'd be such a great mommy if you and JD ever have kids- OH! Can I be the godmother?" She drunkenly murmured, and Veronica nodded, really only to get her to shut up and go to bed.
"Yayy-" Heather smiled, and fell asleep very quickly once her head hit her pillow. Veronica smiled and turned out the lights before leaving.
Now JD and Veronica were sitting in her dad's Jeep outside of Heather's house. Veronica was just finishing a cigarette as JD started kissing her neck and moving his hands along her legs and waist. She put out her cigarette and pulled his face to be level with hers, kissing him. He tasted the cigarette smoke, which was weird to him because he surprisingly didn't smoke. They made out for a bit until JD started trying to undress her. She grabbed his hands "Can we please take this to your place? I'm not really in the mood to be caught fucking in a car tonight-" She really only said that because it has happened before with the two of them on her birthday. JD nodded with a sigh, "Yeah- Yeah- Let's go."
Luckily his house was just down the road, so the ride was quick. She parked her car in front and got out with him, them both heading up to his bedroom. It didn't seem like his dad was home, and JD was thankful.