Extra: Under the midnight blues {1} (Rita x Jean) [Alternate Universe]

A/N:

This is for the @Original5 who requested for the extra of Rita and Jean after meeting the conditions of the event. This is divided into two, the first part for today and the second one for tomorrow. Sorry for being late!!

And don’t forget, the event is still ongoing! So don’t shy out from requesting extras after following the rules!!

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“Sigh… he’s not here again huh” Rita sighed in sadness as she slumped down onto the floor with a pout, her eyes watering up. Just as she was a minute away from bawling she had a cool masculine voice call out to her.

“What are you doing?” a pale boy with lovely green eyes and hair stared down at her with a condescending look, one which showed obvious displeasure. The brunette sited suddenly became flustered, showing how unexpected she was when caught.

“I-I’m Rita Pearls! Your biggest fan!!” Rita shouted as she stumbled upwards, her books falling to the ground as she made a big fool of herself to her Alma matter! She felt so stupid.

“Ah… a fan” Jean muttered as he helped her pick her books, Rita’s heart threatening to leap off her chest the next instant. She almost couldn’t believe it, she was in front of the main deal! And he was helping her pick her books!!!

Rita wanted to go online and boast about something this gracious for hours and she almost couldn’t hold in her squeal anymore.

“Here,” Jean smiled at her warmly, “I know that you’re a fan but you have to give me my privacy too, alright?” Jean said softly making Rita’s heart flutter like butterflies.

“O-okay” She answered like a love-struck fool, she was really melting with how nice he was.

Just how kind can a person be?! He was even better than on Television!

That…. was what she had thought then.

[“Rita, I can’t have you staring at other people apart from me, am the better one! Am the one who’s special to you…”

“Rita, you can’t eat these, I don’t eat them so why should you? If you love me, you should do as I say.”

“Rita… you still love me right? Even if am like this…?”]

“Of course, I do love you, bastard!! But how could you…. just how could you expect me to still be with you even after you cheated?! Just who the hell do you think I am? Some fucking doll with no emotions?! Jean…. I care… I fucking care!!” Rita exclaimed as she fell on her curled onto the floor, crying unstoppably as she crumbled the couple pictures of her and Jean.

He was a young charismatic actor, who was known and loved by all far and wide because of his excellent acting skills that incorporated the characters he played exactly. There was no movie he played in that he ever flunked, his acting skills were superb, his looks were amazing and he was very gentle both on the net and on television.

Was there any more reason needed by any teenage girl to fall head over heels for someone?

No there wasn’t and so for the first time in her life, Rita Pearls studied with a goal, at all costs she must get into the same school as him and be with him!

The dream was rather farfetched but Rita put all her mind into it, she knew if she told her mum that she wanted to transfer to go meet some celebrity, her ass would be in trouble and so she studied on her own… and got a scholarship, to the Academy of the talented.

A special type of school where specialized divisions were created for students, there were special facilities for dancers, singers, artists, athletes, and the rest. Yet while still teaching the required basics of high school education.

It was a school meant for the rich and elite and only very few ideally selected students could ever pass into the school with a scholarship.

Rita didn’t know if mother luck finally smiled at her or if she had somehow evolved to an ideal due to her continuous effort but she finally got in and there it dawned on her that getting in was actually the easy part of the mission.

But she was more than ready to chase Jean Johnson even to the ends of the earth, no matter where he went! As long as it was confirmed that he was single, she had a chance and she must hurry up and grab it!

“Well, I did grab it that’s for sure, just didn’t anticipate what I thought,” Rita muttered as she lay on the floor, face up, and reminiscing about the past.

She remembered that day she had finally found out his secret place after discreetly stalking him for months, she wasn’t really that pure either. And one day, he caught her and for some reason took interest in this stalker fan of his.

He eventually gave her a special right to come to this secret spot of his too and as time went on they became best friends. Jean relied on her very much and told her pretty much everything about himself, especially about how his dream profession was to be a robotics engineer but he was forced by his father to be an actor to keep on the family’s image.

Coming from a long line of acting, it became a kind of problem for his family when none of their kids wanted to be an actor and so they decided to handpick any child that was good at acting and force the profession on him/her.

Rita sympathized with him and with time, Jean became leaning unto her as a friend and a helper until they eventually hit it off and started dating.

His parents were quite cool about everything he did except his profession and she was accepted as a family member, his mother especially, Elen Johnson was very good to her.

Rita had thought then that she was living the life until Jean's bad habits started showcasing themselves, that was when she knew that behind the mask, people could really be something you never would guess.

Jean was possessive, extremely so, possessiveness was a charming trait but his was threatening, he was prideful, so prideful that he had fun manipulating her into his ‘games’ just to trample on her even though he claimed to love her, he had a misjudged sense of right and wrong which showed just how messed up his mind was.

In short, Jean was a narcissist with sociopathic tendencies.

Even when he cheated on her, he was so sure that she would forgive his ‘drunken’ mistake but really, she was already tired of it all and wouldn’t an ear to whatever he had said.

“I’m done with this abusiveness, yes, 7 years is much but it has to end, this will only get worse as time goes on, it’s better to let him go now or I’d be the one suffering…” It was a logical decision and the right choice, then… why was she crying, again?

Even after nearly a year, she was still stuck in this heartache even though she was the one who broke it off, she really couldn’t have this any longer.

Rita having finally decided to get Jean out of her mind one last time picked up her phone to make some calls.

“Drake, Rina, we’re moving out tonight girls,” Rita said as she fixed her messed up room and self, being in a heartbreak for months was another hellish journey on its own.

“RITA!!!” Rina exclaimed in excitement.

After Rita’s breakup with Jean, that abusive jackass, Rita had literally placed herself in seclusion, refusing to answer any calls or any visiting, just being alone while shutting herself in and them out.

They had been so worried that they would always check up on her but each time they knew, Rita was listening in for another person, she was listening in for ‘him’ but he never came, Jean never came, not even once to apologize and she was so done with him.

“Let’s go to a nightclub, I heard one was going on around your site, and am invited, she gave me two invites to invite friends to so it’s freaking perfect,” Drake chipped into the lively chatter.

“Thanks, Rina and Drake, you guys are the best!” Rita complimented them with genuine emotions, she couldn’t be happier having such helpful friends

At least she could finally get her mind off Jean… but it all went terribly wrong.

***

Club night was insane which was pretty normal as both teens and adults danced away their heads like never before, people were going mad, halfway through the party, and plenty was already so drunk they were hanging their pants on their necks.

Everything was booming and exciting but Rita was still not happy.

“Shit, the fuck should I do now?” Rita muttered in annoyance as she chunked down an entire barrel of drink like it was nothing. Her eyes became misty from how strong the alcohol was, but she still couldn’t get that jerk off her mind, in fact, the drunker she got, the more he clung to her mind, like a fucking disease.

Eventually, she was off chugging down alcohol from cups and barrels to jugs and before she knew it she was surrounded by party folks who started cheering on her to go on as she drank like an insaniac.

In the end, there was Rita hurling every single thing she had eaten in the club and before the club by the roadside as she stumbled along, she felt like cautioning herself for being so careless and nearly poisoning herself with alcohol but her consciousness was slipping in and out.

She was already out of the club, heading home, hiccupping and vomiting as she went along, she couldn’t even make out where Rina and Drake were, and neither did she care as all she wanted to fucking do was roll over like a freaking dog and get some damn sleep.

‘Shit… am gonna pass out, if I keep going at this rate,’ Rita thought as she tumbled around trying to stop herself from passing out at intervals which had apparently become very difficult.

Rita however managed to call down a taxi to take her home to her relief, however, the worse had yet to come.

She had dazed off for some minutes in the taxi and the next instant her eyes opened, she wasn’t even on the road any longer.

She became instantly alert and leaped up only to notice how tied up she was, her face paled, she was in some serious trouble.

‘Don’t panic! Think! Think!’ Rita screamed in her head direly and finally remembered that she had a phone on her butt.

Her original phone was in her purse whilst the other one was in her trousers’ pocket but because they had some peculiar design, noticing them wasn’t impossible but hard.

Still pretending to be asleep, she butt-dialed anyone who could come save her, hopefully, luck was on her side and it was 911 or someone important.

“Hey pretty lady, GET DOWN,” The taxi man- now kidnapper commanded her in a condescending tone as he pulled out a gun sending shivers down her spine, “You know your situation, so be a good girl and get the hell down CALMLY.”

“Y-yes” Rita muttered in fear as she crawled out, just what in one million chance that she was the one in this kind of trouble, it could only mean that she was being targeted all along. They were probably planning to drag her drunk deadass back with them but were shocked to find her still up and going, barely.

‘Please, God, Buddha, Allah, Deus, Zeus, Hercules, and Satan, whoever the hell’s out there save my ass! QAQ’ Rita kept on chanting as she was roughly dragged to a dark basement by the man. There she was tossed and left.

Rita was shivering from both fear and cold as she wept while regretting all her entire life decisions, had she not gone after Jean, or broken up with him, or had better friends, or not called God and Satan together in a chant then maybe…. oh god she was gonna be tortured and killed or worse traumatized and left in a vegetative stage. She was doomed.

Rita was hyperventilating when an overwhelmingly tall man approached her as she crawled back with her butt. She had never been this scared, having your life in the hands of something/someone was really too terrifying.

“Beautiful” The tall mall complimented Rita whose face was now filled with pure dread, what was beautiful? Her fear? Oh shit, he’s a psychopath and she was doomed.

“Rita Pearls right?” The male asked at which Rita nodded, “I like it, how you’re cooperating so well… not gonna ask me how I know your name?” The male asked.

“I… I announced it in the club…” Rita stammered out while begging the supernaturals out there to finally show their kind nature and stop sadistically watching her lose her lifespan from fear.

“Yes, you climbed there while saying- “Listen fools, this bitch here is Rita Pearls and I’ll be downing all the alcohol tonight because my ex was a fucking psycho and jackass!!”; I think I fell for you right then,” The male said as he raised her face to his.

Rita just kept on trembling without saying a word but the man suddenly grasped her cheeks roughly and kissed her. Rita gagged and nearly threw up after the kiss.

“Now that won’t do… leave us,” The male said while commanding her minions to leave “You’ll soon have your turn soon anyways.”

Rita’s tears ran as she heard those words, she was gonna be raped… she was going to be gang raped! This wasn’t what she planned for!! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!!! She could only ever do it with Jean! She’d rather die!!

“I won’t! I won’t! I’ll rather you kill me instead!!” Rita screamed as she suddenly started trashing around like a mad woman pissing her capture off who slapped her so hard she was sent flying.

“Bitch listen, you have no place to decide what to do, If you wanna die peacefully, then open your legs like a good little bitch, and after using you, we’ll off you peacefully like you want,” The man said in a low tone as he raised Rita who was in too much pain to speak by her hair.

“I-I’d rather be tortured to death than let you have me!” Rita managed to shout before spitting right at the bastard’s face.

“You know what? I change my mind, get me the whip boys, am gonna fuck this bitch while beating the… boys?” The male suddenly called out confusedly when he didn’t hear a single sound again.

Suddenly, both Rita and he turned as they saw a person, just one person walking into the room majestically.

Covered in blood from head to toe, his neatly worn black and white suit was stained with the evil crimson of blood as the knife in his hand dripped fresh blood onto the blood as he stepped closer. His green hair was slicked back and was so smooth there was not even a single ruffle on it despite the whole killing, which showed how smoothly he maneuvered the entire action.

His green eyes glimmered brightly under the midnight blues as he walked steadily into the basement, behind him was a litter of corpses, and in front was a grown-ass man trembling so much that Rita could barely believe that it was the same tough guy just a moment ago.

Jean looked towards Rita’s tattered-looking face and smiled in anger-

“Rita… I’m here to get you, MY DARLING.”