Zacky looked blankly at Brian, his face showing no sign of apprehension and mainly, showing no regret, which infuriated Brian to his very core.

“Get the fuck out of here…” He said through gritted teeth.

“Now, now… Aren’t you forgetting the little deal we made almost five years ago?” His smile made Brian sick. All he wanted to do was punch Zacky’s arrogant face.

“Are you out of your mind?! How old is she?” Brian tried not to raise his voice.

That made Zacky laugh. Really hard. So hard that the short haired girl looked up at them for a few seconds, before going back to what she was doing.

“Why’s all that sudden concern?” Zacky’s smile slowly disappeared. “I would hate to see you get arrested for selling drugs…”

“I don’t do that anymore.” Brian crossed his arms.

“Oh really? How about getting arrested for drug possession or illegal gambling?” Brian’s eyes widened and he swallowed hard.
“Yes, that’s right. I’m watching you, Haner. So keep your mouth shut and I won’t hand you to the cops.” Zacky narrowed his eyes at him, his whole body transpiring overconfidence.

Brian took one step back and in that moment a costumer walked inside the shop, greeting Brian who then led him to the back room.
Zacky sat on the sofa and waited for Victoria. He liked to come in here and rub his power on Brian’s face; he knew Brian wouldn’t tell a soul about what he had seen five years ago. And if he did, Zacky would drag him to jail.

He was wearing a smug look on his face when Victoria appeared. They talked with Jimmy for a few more seconds, Victoria showed Zacky her new tattoo and they finally left.
They took a cab back to campus and by the time they started having lunch the rain had stopped.

“I’m going to meet Emily at Starbucks.” Victoria glanced at her watch, just as they finished lunch. “Do you want to come?” She looked up at him.

Zacky smiled politely at her. “No thanks. I’ve got stuff to do too.” He lied. “I’ll see you later then?”

“Maybe tomorrow Zacky, I’m planning on studying with a friend this evening,” She said as he opened the door for her.

“What friend?” He asked like it didn’t matter. But it did. It wasn’t Emily, or else she would have said it, so who could it be?

“Oh, it’s just Rob. He has Independent Film Studies with me,” She said nonchalantly.

As if a shock had struck his body, Zacky felt his anger reaching uncontrollable levels. She was going to study at night, with a guy? Who was her friend? Just the two of them?! He couldn’t let that happen. No, no, no. That couldn’t happen.

“Something’s wrong?” Victoria spoke and Zacky realized he had stopped in the middle of the road, staring at her like he had lost something. And he had. He had lost his mind.

“No, no, everything’s okay. I’ve got to go now. See you tomorrow, okay?”
They walked in different directions and Zacky drove right back to his house.
He needed to know who he was, he needed to know everything about him and, eventually, he would find out a way to get rid of him…for good.

It was already two in the morning and Zacky was still staring at his laptop. He felt like going around in circles, trying to figure everything about that so called Rob, but nothing interesting appeared.
And suddenly it popped out. Zacky’s emerald eyes got brighter, his fingers leaning against the evil smile that lurked on his lips. He was going to make that bastard disappear.

Next day, Emily was searching for Victoria since she had gotten her last text. They had been texting all morning, but suddenly Victoria stopped, leaving her with the last one saying “Oh shit…I can’t believe this.”
As she searched for her distinguishable red hair, only one single thought crossed her mind. That it must have been something to do with Zacky.
She didn’t like him and she knew he didn’t like her but, more than that, there was something about him that gave her chills. There was something about him that seemed off, she just couldn’t figure out what it was.

A smile appeared on her lips as soon as she saw Victoria waving back at her, and no sign of Zacky.
“What happened?”

“I just realized that I’m going to flunk Independent Film Studies…” She seemed seriously upset about it.

“Why?”

“Because professor Samuels decided that we would have to take the final exam today!”

“What?!” Emily yelled and the people near them stared at her. “What?” She asked again, quieter this time.

“I’ve just finished the exam…” Victoria pushed the pile of books she was carrying closer to her body.

“Is that even possible?”

“It seems like it is… She said something about going out of the country for the next week…” Victoria took a deep breath. “I didn’t even pay attention…”

“Come on Vicky; let’s go get something to drink to polish it off.” Emily tried to lighten her mood.

Victoria nodded and searched for her phone. “Who are you calling to?” Emily asked once she saw her waiting for someone to pick up the call.

“Zacky…”

“Oh. Good.” Her mouth tensed up with vexation.

Zacky tried to find a way of comforting Victoria, as the three of them sat on table at Starbucks. She had told him what he had told Emily and, although he didn’t find it fair, he knew that it could be done under certain circumstances.
Victoria rested her head on the pile of books, “And I kind of like professor Samuel, I mean, she was strict, but she also had a good sense of humor. People liked to talk to her after classes…” She sighed and lifted her head.

Zacky’s brows furrowed, as he tried to remember where he had her that name before. Professor Samuels… He knew he had heard that name before. He glanced at Emily, who was staring back at him and she quickly diverted her look.

Then he remembered. “Professor Samuels? Katherine Samuels?”

Victoria looked at him and so did Emily. “Yes, do you know her?”

“No…I mean…I knew someone who used to be her student.” He tried to be coherent, because inside he was having a meltdown. He hated that bitch; she was the type of woman that ruined other women’s reputation. Katherine was married to another professor and, though they both taught at Stanford, she was able to keep not one, but simultaneous affairs with other professors. And that wasn’t just rumors; he had seen it with his own eyes. She liked to flirt with them in front of everybody, like if she was an innocent teenager and not even her husband seemed to care. It made him sick.

“Victoria?” He suddenly interrupted the conversation she and Emily were having. “I just remembered that I have something important to do. See you tomorrow…”

Zacky wiped the condensation from the mirror with his fist. His fingers ran through the wet hair, the green eyes staring at his own reflection.
A pair of dark blue jeans and a white button shirt fitted his body nicely, and a puff of cologne was all he needed before leaving his house.
He grabbed his car keys, leaving his cell phone behind. He couldn’t be interrupted by anyone.
As he drove back to campus, he reassured himself that that was the right thing to do. He had always wanted to ruin that bitch and now he had a reason to. He sighed heavily as he remembered that he also needed to have a little “talk” with Rob. But first things first, so Rob would have to live another day.

He walked inside the partially lit building, his eyes eager to find what he was looking for, as his footsteps echoed through the hallway.
He stopped once he saw the female in her late thirties or early forties, organizing a few papers and folders, her back facing him. She wore stilettos that made her look about Zacky’s height and had perfectly straight blonde hair.
He had to muster all his strength before knocking at the already open door.

“Mrs. Samuels?” He tried to sound as pleasant as he could.

“Yes?” A smile appeared on her plump lips as soon as she faced him. “How may I help you?”

“I’m sorry for disturbing you at this time of the night, but I’m new here…” Zacky tossed a heartfelt smile out to her like bait on a hook. “I’m replacing Mrs. Carter, who is on maternity leave. Could you please tell me where could I get the keys to my office?” He had thought about every detail.

“Oh that won’t be possible now…” She walked closer to him and he leaned against the door frame. “I'm afraid that everybody’s gone now, you’ll have to wait until tomorrow.”

Zacky felt the tug on his fishing line and gave it a little slack. “Oh, I see…” He seemed to have a secret lurking behind his lazy smile. “I really needed a place to leave all my stuff.” He took one step towards her and closed the door behind him with a definite click.

“You could always leave everything in my office until you get yours.” Her eyes swung to meet his. She got closer to him, her fingers lingering his arm. “Or you could stay in here with me until tomorrow…” She leaned down and whispered confidentially.

At that point the line had grown tight, and Zacky reeled it in. “How could I deny such an offer?”

Perspiration trickled down his back as he rammed his body inside her and against the mahogany desk. The once neatly piled up files were now scattered on the floor.
Her screams of pleasure filled Zacky’s ears as he tried hard to focus on anything but her. He was doing that for Victoria, he had to remember himself of that constantly.
He tried to muffle her moans, covering her mouth with one hand, but that only made her scream even louder.
He couldn’t take it anymore. His hand slid from her mouth to her neck, his fingers gripping it tight.

“What…” She struggled to speak, her arms wrestling to get free from his grip. She coughed and gagged and Zacky stood motionless, watching her eyes staring back at him in sock and fear.

“You fucked my girl, so now I fuck you.” And those were the last words she heard, before life was completely drained from her body.

Notes

Here I am again!
I hope you all like the chapter, I struggled a little to finish the last part...I always suck at these things xD