#* scout.

[varsityfield]

         “so, i know we’ve been fucking for a while... especially more since your husband has disappeared for a little bit,” the red head mumbled, smiling sweetly as she ran a hand up the other girl’s thigh and pressed a few kisses to her bare shoulder before she pulled herself up from the bed and began to get her clothes on. it probably seemed like a very out of character thing for her to do, because scout was usually such a big fan of post-sex cuddles. but she had other plans in mind. “i killed him, so he won’t be a problem anymore. can we be exclusive now?” she questioned the other like it was no big deal that she had eliminated the male --- after all, she found the girl by stalking him for quite some time. he was a regular at the club, constantly said awful things and did awful things to her coworkers. but the driving for was the fact that he was cheating and hurting the woman she had fallen so deeply for. and that was not okay.

[varsityfield]

Finally, that was over. She wasn’t going to lie, that last kill? It took a lot out of her. He was a lot stronger than her, and usually the men she went after were all unhealthy and couldn’t run fast. This man? He went to the gym. He worked out. And, of course, that was his downfall because that’s where she lured him from. He wondered why he recognized her, and it was only because he came to her work doing nothing but hurt the girls she worked with. He was a bad person, he was a perfect example of her ‘code’ and he had to be gone. She pulled down her hoodie, shoved it into a garbage bag and made a note to burn it later along with the gloves that she had worn.

What she didn’t know? Someone was literally standing right there as she hauled the bags of body parts over the bridge. As she spun around, there they were --- and she looked a little shocked. “Oh, hi,” she said, tilting her head to the side somewhat and eyeing them over. “Nice night for a walk?” 

[varsityfield]

for @antiquatcd based on this post

“i could kill them for you.” it was supposed to be a joke, probably, but if anyone really knew scout... she could be serious. it was another moment where her best friend was forced to be in a relationship that she didn’t like --- and, honestly, she was tired of seeing her so sad. she walked toward her, running a hand through her hair and then caressing her face gently. “and then you’d be free of everything that’s holding you back.”