Take A Bow
Title: Take A Bow
Pairing: James Ashton x Vivian (MC)
Rating: Angst
Word count: 911 words
My disclaimer: This character is owned by PB, I just enjoy some elaboration. I really love James Ashton and I love Choices fanfics, especially nasty ass stuff but there isnāt much featuring my original bae, James Ashton from The Freshman series
So, I decided to put my amateur ass talent to work and write with James being the *star of the story*
A/N: * is a separator due to scene change, use of Daddy. My pc is broken. This is my first time posting from my phone (a full story). Donāt judge me too harshly lol.
"That note you found looks like Shaun's handwriting"
Vivian stood rifling through the closet, although her back is facing Ā James she can still feel the shift of emotions when she says Shaun's name.
"Oh, so that note is from when you were fucking him."
James doesn't even attempt to disguise his dismay regarding Shaun.
"James!!" She exclaims at the vulgarity of his word choice. "Don't talk that way. You only speak that way when we're being intimate and I like it like that. AND I never had sex with Shaun."
"He flirts with you incessantly, He's even attempted to pursue you to leave me while I was holding your hand. And I am to believe that you didn't fuck him,you only kissed him?ā
"Yup. You're the only one for -" she's interrupted by the sound of her phone. She picks it up and is silent as she reads the screen.
"You went suddenly silent. Is everything okay? Your mom?"
"Yeah....you know....you know I can't multitask. Shaun texted I was texting back."
"Are you fuckin kidding me!? You stop talking to your HUSBAND to respond to your boyfriend!?" He snatches her phone out of her hand and dashes for the bathroom, locking the door behind him.
She bangs on the bathroom door as James sits silently reading her messages to Shaun.
"James, give me my damn phone!"
"My kids are at home today, I don't need to see you anyway" James reads aloud to inform her that he's in her messages when his yelling comes to an abrupt cease.
Vivian continues banging on the door "James, what the hell!? Open the damn door!". To her surprise, James opens the door and throws her phone at her, wordlessly leaving the house.
"What the...?" She speaks aloud after he slams the door, looking at her phone to see exactly what causes James to leave. Her eyes widen as she frantically dials Shaun.
"Shaun. He found out. He knows! Oh my gosh, he knows!" Her words are clear but frantic, a tone of emergency behind them.
"Slow down, sexy. Who knows what?"
"James knows that I poisoned Reyna and that you helped me!"
Shaun trades his cool demeanor for urgency,
"WHAT!?!? How does he know ANYTHING!?"
"He took my phone, read our messages."
"Why did you keep those!? Fuck!"
"I don't know! I don't know! I wasn't thinking! What are we gonna do?"
"You know what? You have that man ready to do anything at your request. He ain't calling the cops or nothin. Y'all will argue and make up."
Vivian sits on the couch,
"Yeah. Yeah, you're right. He loves me unconditionally. Thanks for the reminder, Shaun. You always save me."
"And always will. Text you later."
"Okay, bye"
**
"Hi, I'm here because I have new information on a cold case."
"What case?"
"The Black Mamba case"
"Oh, you're gonna need to see Detective Lee. Let me see if she's available."
"Thank you officer" James remains standing in front of the officer, hoping it is showing his commitment to the urgency of his information. Looking through his phone to refrain from staring at the officer while he waits. After moments pass,
"Detective Lee will see you. Straight through the first door on the right" He leans to shake the officer's hand, "Thanks again Officer." and walks to the necessary office.
"Hmph. What a good citizen." The officer mumbles to himself while watching James open the door to Detective Lee's office.
"Hello. Have a seat, Mr...."
"Ashton. Or you can call me James "
She sits tall in a blue suit with her hair pulled back tightly in a neat, high ponytail.
"So what have you got for me?"
Grabbing his phone while maintaining eye contact with the detective, "I know who did it."
The detective quits shuffling through the paperwork on her desk.
"There's no trace evidence. How does this guy know whose guilty.?"
Realizing she said that out loud and not in her mind as she intended, she quickly speaks n correction
"What I meant was, who?"
"My wife. Vivian Ashton"
James winces at the words, ashamed to acknowledge he's married to a murderer.
"Your wife? How do you know?"
Placing his phone on Detective Lee's desk.
"A text message between her and her boyfriend. I took a screenshot as well as forwarding the entire thread to myself. Her boyfriend, Shaun, was definitely involved."
"Wow. An accomplice is something I never would have considered. Can you send me the transcript?"
"Of course. Where should I send it?"
"Fax it. You can get the fax number on the way out." She unbuttons a few buttons from the top of her shirt.
"And I'm sorry about all this. I know its gotta be difficult. Finding out your wife is cheating and she's a murderer. You know how to reach me." She winks at James and he smiles in return. "Thanks, Detective."
James printed and faxed the message thread between Vivian and Shaun to Detective Lee.
Shaun has since been arrested and immediately plead guilty to murder in the first degree. He was sentenced to 31 years. He has a lengthy criminal record and that worked against him.
Vivian was questioned and released. Having been tried and found innocent means she can't be tried for the same crime due to double jeopardy.
James stayed single and dedicated to his two kids. Logan wants to write an original comic book.
Giselle wants to anchor the news...



















