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Here's another chapter, and this one was written while I was listening to copious amounts of Evanescence because I'm really just an adult who hasn't outgrown her angsty teenage girl self. :D

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"How good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men-even if there are monsters in it."

― Bram Stoker, Dracula


Jupiter has to take a seat - it's just too much. Her eyes scan the card a few more dozen times before she slams the roses back down. She refuses to look at them…

Emily finds her like that, a few minutes later, staring into space with the only expression on her face being a blank one. "Jupiter, are you okay?" But Jupiter doesn't answer.

Emily sees the roses and feeling curious, she picks them up, inspecting them, because she saw them on the front porch earlier and decided to put them in the house. They seemed like an innocent gesture from someone Jupiter knew. But Emily's stomach feels heavy, unless they're actually from...she sees the card, oh no. "I'm calling the police." She announces, and moves to do so, until Jupiter, as if brought back to life, stops her.

"Wait." She says.

Emily's brow furrows. "What?"

"I-I don't want them being involved anymore." Her gaze floats to the ground.

"Jupiter are you insane?" Cringing at that, Jupiter rises from her seat, she goes over to Emily who is staring at Jupiter like a spooked animal. "Look if this is about that stupid ruling," Emily offers, "then Jupiter I understand, the Justice System failed you, but -"

"This is not about the damn ruling Emily!"

The other woman frowns. "Then what is it Jupiter, why do you think delaying the inevitable is going to change anything? They need to know."

"Because Adam is my problem okay? The police can't do anything. They can't help me!" She goes over to the roses, grabs the card and puts it down, before taking the blood red bouquet and angrily throwing it in the trash.

"Adam's influence is way too powerful compared to mine."

Emily turns pleading, tear-filled eyes on Jupiter. "We at least have to try."

Jupiter ignores her, she holds up the card. "This is a quote from Dracula. It's one of Adam's favorite books. It mainly talks about fear. He's trying to warn me about something…"

Emily appears to study Jupiter's face for signs of hysteria. "Jupiter," She whispers cautiously, "I'm no literary expert here but I don't think he's just trying to be your friendly neighborhood look-out. Need I remind you that he's the guy who gave you that broken arm?" She points to the cast. Jupiter looks down at it and winces, remembering, but she says nothing.

"If you don't want to call the police at least tell Detective Blake, you need to report it to someone Jupiter."

"Okay, I will." Jupiter acquiesces, because Emily is right. No one knows what Adam is capable of or what he plans to do, telling someone would at least put others on the alert. Either way, it's all about being safe... Suddenly, she feels a warm hand on her shoulder. "It's going to be alright." Emily comforts, giving her a smile. Jupiter, for the first time in a long time, wraps her arms around the shorter woman, Emily accepts the embrace - Emily can't help but feel as if this is a goodbye, but she hugs back anyways, repeating her calming words.


The next day, Eric, Mason's father, arrives to pick Mason up for his weekly stay. Eric offers Jupiter a ride to work and she accepts. Waving goodbye to Emily, Jupiter tries not to think about the card or the roses and instead tries to focus on having a better day. Of seeing her coworkers and the animals and just being able to forget.

Once they arrive, she bids goodbye to Eric and gives Mason a peck on the cheek before walking into the building. She waves to the custodian mopping the floor and smiles, but for once, Jim doesn't smile back, he just stares at her, keeping his eyes on her even when she walks away.

Jupiter's heartbeat speeds up, but she tries not to think about it. She passes several other people, she sees Gary and Tamara, the receptionists at the front desk, whom she converses with occasionally. She waves at them but as soon as they see her, they stop their chatter in favor of staring at her as well, lips pressed into thin lines.

What is going on? She thinks.

Finally, it's Harry, her boss, who actually speaks to Jupiter. He places his hands on her shoulders, looking frazzled and worried, incredibly worried. "Jupiter, you have to come into the office."

She nods, not tearing her gaze away from the man, aware of the curious eyes around her piercing her back. She follows him over to the office designated for the interns, Harry opens the door, looking paler than snow. And once the door finally opens, Jupiter drops her things in shock, no words escaping her mouth - the room is filled to the brim with sunflowers, so many sunflowers…

"No…" She whispers, "Please no…"

Harry comes to her side. "Is it him? Jupiter, I can call someone. Just say the word and that bastard -"

But Jupiter can no longer hear him, she spots a note on the mahogany desk and goes over to it, picking it up she sees Adam's impeccable calligraphy - another Dracula quote: "There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights."

She turns to her boss who is looking at her apprehensively. "It's okay, I can handle this. I know who to call." She says bravely, belying her nerves.

Detective Blake answers on the second ring. "Hello?"

"Detective, h-he won't stop." She feels a tear escape.

"Jupiter, where are you? I'm coming to get you."

"I'm at work." Is all she can say. She feels more people staring at her and annoyed and angered she steps outside for some fresh air.

"I'll be there in five minutes. Do not go anywhere. Do you hear me?"

Jupiter feels more tears stream down her face. She feels like screaming, but she knows this isn't the place to do it. "Okay." She replies before hanging up the phone.

"Jubee?" She hears his voice and she glances up quickly. He's standing there, wearing a sweater over his dress shirt and pants. "Jubee, I've missed you so much."

"St-stay away from me!"

He moves away as if her words sting. "Jubee please, don't be like this. Don't you like the flowers?" Adam inquires with true innocence, as if he really and truly believes that his gestures are simply romantic.

"Why? Why would you send those to me? To Emily's house, to my job? We're finished Adam, don't you understand that?" She practically shrieks.

Adam blinks at her. "Jubee, you can't do this to me! I love you, doesn't that mean anything to you?" He questions, before gently taking the broken arm and says, "This was all a mistake. Please know that I'd rather hurt myself than hurt you."

Silently, she weeps, closing her eyes, she doesn't want to believe him. When she opens them, earnest green eyes are peering into hers. But then there are sirens blaring and before she knows it, Detective Blake is there encircling Adam's wrists into handcuffs and reading him his rights. Adam doesn't fight, he just keeps staring at Jupiter, looking hurt but also, strangely victorious. He's won. She thinks, he might have lost her, but he's won something. But what Adam, what do you win?


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