I need a hero, someone to rescue me when I'm in a mess,

Whenever I'm falling, someone to be my safety net

I need a hero

Watchin' over me in my time of need,

To fix it when it's goin' wrong,

To be big and strong you know that I need a hero.

I was face to face with none other than Jack Merridew. Dread filled my entire body as I froze in shock. I would have probably taken more solace in the sight of the Grim Reaper than the red headed monster in front of me.

"Shall we begin?" his silky voice asked. He offered me his hand, but I declined it. We walked out of the office and began heading for the first class listed on my schedule.

"So how have you been, love?" Jack asked as though we were old friends. I glared back at him, gazing into the eyes that I thought once loved me.

"Just dandy," I muttered back. I distracted my mind from other students walking down the hallway. Surely Jack wouldn't assassinate me in public, right? I watched as a couple walked hand in hand down the hallway, laughing together as if they didn't have a care in the world. A tall, lanky boy with glasses held his books tightly against his chest and walked alone with his head down, looking just as nervous as I felt. Turning into a corner of a hallway was a single file line of black cloaked choir boys marched towards their practice room. Oh shit, I thought hopelessly. I recognized a bunch of them right off the bat: Roger, Harold, Maurice, Robert... They were all there. My stomach dropped right to the ground as I felt my vision starting to get blurry.

"Is everyone from the island here?" I asked Jack weakly.

He smirked. "This university has the best choir program around. Of course they're here."

I groaned. Just my luck. Jack's tour drug on for what seemed like forever and my stomach was busy doing somersaults and backflips the entire time.

"This is the science hall," Jack pointed out to me, leading my down a long, white hallway. "Your science class should be right around here."

I nodded half heartedly and sighed. My nerves were incredibly worked up and my palms were sweating uncontrollably. I felt terribly uncomfortable. I knew that Jack was capable of killing me in an instant, so I remained cautious and never let him out of my sight.

"Next, I'll show you your dorm room. Somewhere I'll probably be a lot," he added with a smirk and a wink. I rolled my eyes. In his dreams.

Jack led me to the other side of the campus, both of us silent for the entire walk. What was there to talk about? Jack was my lover turned almost killer... The awkwardness between us was overwhelming unbearable. When I looked at him, I saw so many different attributes and memories that hurt me deeply. I saw his blue eyes that used to shine when he would hold me. I saw the lips that used to passionately kiss me, like he couldn't get enough of me. I saw his strong arms that would hold me at night when I couldn't sleep. At the same time, I also saw his loving eyes go cold when he tried to end my life that faithful last day we spent on the island. The same arms that protectively held me also pushed me up against a tree and forcibly tied me to hold me still. I choked back tears as we approached the dormitory.

As we reached room 313, I pulled out my silver key, pushed it into the lock and twisted. Jack pushed open the heavy wooden door for me and led the way inside. Inside was a plain, but comfortable looking room complete with a bed, bathroom, dresser, desk, and closet.

"It's not much," Jack said. "But at least it's comfortable. And you have a single room so you don't have to share with anyone."

I smiled. I preferred it that way. I didn't care if getting a single room was more expensive. I couldn't bear the thought of living in this room with someone I didn't know. They could be evil. Or sadistic. Or-

"Angel?"

Hearing my name pulled me out of my thoughts. Jack was looking at me, slightly perplexed by my quietness.

"What?" I asked, slightly irritable. I slid my index finger to my mouth and began chewing at my nail.

"You've been silent this whole tour. Are you okay?" Jack asked. I could have sworn I had detected a hint of sincerity in his tone. I, however, wasn't able to bring myself to believe it was though.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I lied, my face completely deadpanned. "Is the tour almost over?"

Jack paused and looked deep in thought, as if he were reviewing the places he had taken me in his mind. "Yes. We can walk around a little bit more so you can get to know the campus a little bit better though."

I made a low, frustrated noise in my throat. Yes, I wanted to get to know the building more, but I felt extremely uncomfortable around Jack. He brought back feelings I so desperately tried to forget. Reluctantly, I agreed to Jack's offer and we headed outside back to the main building. He strolled through numerous hallways as I struggled to memorize where everything was. We walked down a long hallway and made our way into the cafeteria. Jack led me over to a table towards the back and sat down next to the choir boys I'd seen from earlier.

"Look who I found," he said smugly with a smirk.

The boys looked up from their trays and smirked as well. I stared back nervously at them, outraged that Jack would bring me here. I should have known. You would think I would have learned not to trust him by now.

"Well what do you know," Roger said darkly. "Long time no see."

I couldn't find my voice. I was too afraid to talk. Now that Jack knew where my dorm was, I didn't feel safe at all. Why didn't I think of that before I agreed to the tour? God, I was stupid. Were they over the events of the island? Were they still holding some kind of personal vendetta against me? A new anxiety washed over me. What if they planned some kind of attack to finish me off once and for all? I was pulled out of my thoughts when I felt an arm wrap around me.

"You're going to love it here, Angel," Jack said, suddenly standing next to me. The same horrible smirk lay on his face as his arm rested around me. I could tell he was getting a sick joy out of seeing my fear.

"Please, stop," I muttered quietly. I tried to take a step away, but Jack's arm quickly moved from its spot around my neck and found its way around my waist. Both his hands were tightly wrapped around my waist keeping me rooted to my spot. The choir boys were chuckling as his arms tightened their grip around me, pulling me closer.

"We have a lot of unfinished business if you know what I mean," he said with a wink. His hand brushed up against my cheek. I turned my head away from him, disgusted, yet oddly attracted. I hated myself for these feelings. There was no reason I should have felt anything for this monster. Jack wasn't the same person he was when we first met, nor would he ever revert to that same person again. I missed the old Jack. Suddenly he turned my face back to face him, forcing me to stare him in the eyes. Then, without warning, he leaned forward and planted a rough, hungry kiss on my lips. My stomach exploded with hatred, butterflies, disgust, and want, making my head swim in confusion. I pulled back hard, desperately squirming to get away.

"Get your hands off of her," a masculine voice suddenly rang out.

Jack quickly released me and my eyes flew the owner of the voice. And what I saw made me sink to the ground to sob uncontrollably.