The next day, Saturday, was more beautiful than expected. Vive woke up, knowing her life was finally taking a turn for the better. She snuggled in her comfortable blue bed, clutching her blue pillow, remembering Fred’s therapy. The images of him cumming all over her naked body burned deeply into her mind. She felt extreme pleasure as if he were still with her, cuddling in her own bed.
When her parents picked her up, they questioned why she was so sweaty. Vive cleverly explained they were doing some physical exercises to reduce stress. Cathy looked a little suspicious but didn’t say anything. Daniel was just happy to see his daughter making progress. He wanted her to be well even though she would never be normal.
Today was her 17th Birthday!
Vive went downstairs and joined her parents for breakfast. They were eating scrambled eggs & bacon with wheat toast and orange juice. She knew they were throwing her a party. She also knew Susan was planning a secret surprise. And she had a plan of her own. Vive invited Fred over after 10pm, giving her enough time to chase everyone out so she could be alone with her young doctor. She also convinced her parents to watch a 9pm movie after she blew out her candles.
“I don’t know if we should leave you alone with hormonal teenagers.” Daniel said reluctantly. He wanted to be there just in case his daughter had another psychotic episode.
“Aw come on, daddy.” Vive pouted her cutest little girl plea.
“It’s okay dear. She is growing up. We have to let her fly eventually.” Cathy held her husband’s arm.
“Well… You know the rules, Vive. Curfew is at 10pm, sharp. No drugs, no alcohol, and…”
“Oh please don’t say it!” Vive winced.
“No strippers.” Daniel finished with a bearded giggle, trying to sound serious.
“Honey!” Cathy’s face turned red.
“Okay, okay, I was kidding about the male strippers. Just call us if anything happens. Okay?” Daniel looked sternly at his daughter. She would always be his baby.
“Okay daddy.” Vive smiled happily her father, then her mother.
The decorations were set. Colorful balloons filled the living room and dinning room. There were yellow, red, and purple streamers across the walls, hanging from the ceiling and a life-sized standing “HAPPY BIRTHDAY VIVE” naughty poster-board. It’s a picture of a naked male model, holding a small birthday cake to conceal his privates. He was also wearing a rainbow birthday hat. Vive knew her parents were very liberal but she never expected them to put out that kind of poster.
Who are these people? She mused about her parents. Then again, she was planning her own naughty rendezvous with Fred.
Vive’s new friends and the custom cake arrived. Her cake was a double layer of chocolate with thin fudge in between the layers. The icing was vanilla whipped, making it light smooth and fluffy sweet! It had cartoon girl, saying “how old am I again?” Obviously, it was meant to be a schizo joke for Vive. Two candles, ONE, and SEVEN, topped the large cake.
The expanded dinning table also hosted a feast of salad, pasta, sirloin burgers, corn-dogs, Doritos chips and baked French fries. For refreshments, there were bottled waters, Pepsi, Coke, Sprite, Iced Tea, and Red Fruit Punch in a giant bowl.
Music of choice was, Paramore, Vive’s favorite band and a mix of other artists namely: Rihanna, Linkin Park, Adam Lambert, Timbaland, Katy Perry, Eiffel 65, Kesha, Jason Derulo, Kevin Rudolf, Breaking Benjamin and many more.
Susan introduced everyone to Vive, playing hostess, subtly moving to the music. Her caramel skin and black curled hair was dolled up as if she were going to a fashion party. She wore glitter makeup and scented herself with temptation perfume. Even her white mini-dress was sparkling with glass-plastic rhinestones. She definitely outshined Vive at the party.
Vive wore a simple faded jean-skirt and blazer with a white inner shirt. She didn’t want her parents to think she was dressing up for a guy. That would be for later… Right now, she had new friends to show around the house. She thanked them for the gifts and placed them in the Living room, near the TV.
Daniel kept the backdoor locked, preventing anyone from wandering to the back pool. There was enough entertainment inside the house. Vive’s new friends have not been in her house before, except for Susan. Jenna had Susan over a few times. So she was familiar with the house.
There were a few boys that came with the girls. None of them caught Vive’s attention until blonde beach-boy Kenneth showed up. He was invited by Susan, arriving as her guest. Vive didn’t know Kenneth was coming and she couldn’t do anything about it now.
“Hi Vive. Happy Birthday.” Kenneth presented her with a small wrapped box.
“Oh, uh thank you Kenneth.” Vive smiled appreciatively. He still looked gorgeous in his jean-shorts and muscle-shirt. But Vive’s feelings already belong to another.
“There you are!” Susan wrapped her arms around Kenneth. She leaned up and kissed him in front of Vive. It was a kind of territorial expression saying, “don’t even think about it!” Susan didn’t know Vive wasn’t interested in Kenneth anymore.
“You two go mingle and stuff. I’m gonna change the music to something more mellow.” Vive motioned them with her hand. She took out her cell and looked at the time. “Three more hours.”
“CAKE TIME!” Cathy hollered out. She lit the candles and called everyone into the dinning room. Vive was seated at the end of the table with a very happy smile. Cathy started the tune and everyone joined in the birthday song.
Finally, Vive blew out her candles, wishing for something very special at exactly 10pm. Then she started serving her cake to her guests. More people arrived than she expected. Most of them knew her sister Jenna which is why they showed. Cathy took over and told Vive to go enjoy the rest of her party.
Susan was a very good host, constantly talking about the Swansons and how beautiful their home was. She knew Cathy pretty well and felt comfortable in their home. At around 8:30pm, Daniel told his wife it was time to go catch their movie. They were very punctual people.
Cathy took Susan off to the side and thanked her for everything. She saw how Vive looked normal and this made Cathy especially glad they threw this party. It also reminded her of Jenna, which she confided in Susan. Jenna’s best friend was gracious enough in taking Vive as a replacement. She told Cathy to enjoy her movie and she will look after Vive.
“Okay Vive, no crazy stuff.” Daniel teased his daughter as he escorted his wife to the garage.
“Yeah, yeah, dad.” Vive made a crazy funny face in response to her dad’s tease.
The minute Susan heard the Swanson’s pull out of the garage, she yelled, “Time to open presents!”
Everyone followed Vive into the Living room and piled onto her couches and chairs. Vive was lead by Susan to the TV, where the presents were. One by one, Susan read who the gift was from and handed it to Vive. Most of the presents were gift cards to big stores like Target, Walmart, Macey’s, Best Buy. There were a few of interest. One was a 9 inch DILDO from anonymous! Everyone started laughing when Vive opened it and it fell out of the box!
“Who sent this?” Susan looked around laughing. But no one responded.
“I’ll be sure to put some miles on this thing.” Vive said with a wink, placing the dildo near her mouth as if she was about to suck on it. The boys started cheering. She was just playing to the crowed but secretly wanted it to be Fred’s penis in her hand. The other item of interest was sexy red and black lingerie.
After the gifts were done, people started filtering out, going home or to another event. Susan stayed back to help clean up a little and make sure Vive had someone to talk too. Fortunately, Vive didn’t need Susan to stay.
“You can go. It’s getting late anyway and my parents are strict about curfew.” Vive made an excuse to rush Susan out the door.
“Are you sure, Vive?”
“Yeah, go on. I’m sure you and Kenneth have somewhere to be. But thanks for everything Susan. I can see why you were my sister’s best friend.”
“Okay Vive. I hope we can be best friends too.” Susan collected her things and made her way to the door.
“Me too.” Vive waved to Susan, closing the door behind her.
Then she took out her cell and texted Fred. [Come over.] She left the front door open and unlocked the back door, leading to the heated pool. Then she left a trail of notes for Fred, telling him to meet her in the pool. Vive stripped off all her clothes and turned on the pool lights. The perimeter walls were a good 9 feet high to provide privacy. She lowered her naked body into the steamy pool and began to swim, waiting for Fred to arrive.
Instead, it was Kenneth that walked through the backdoor!
“Kenneth!? What are you doing here?” Vive felt embarrassed and vulnerable. She covered herself even though her body was blurred from view underwater.
“I’m sorry for surprising you like this. Susan forgot her purse. I came back to get it.”
“That still doesn’t explain why you came back here!” Vive sounded angry, hoping Fred wouldn’t arrive at the same time. It would look very bad if he saw Kenneth back here.
“I know. But I saw the notes and thought. Well I don’t know what I thought. But since I’m here, do you mind if I get something off my chest? It’s about your sister.”
As annoyed as Vive was, Kenneth caught her curiosity. She was afraid to get out of the pool and just wanted Kenneth gone as soon as possible. “Spit it out. Then you have to leave. My parents will be home soon.” Vive threatened.
“Doubtful. They went to see a movie.” Kenneth’s voice sounded sinister. “But I just wanted to know what Jenna told you, before she hung herself.”
“She didn’t tell me anything! Now, please leave!”
“Don’t LIE TO ME!” Kenneth moved towards the pool edge, picking up the pool pole, used to screen the water for debris. “I know she told you about the ruffie I gave her. She was going to tell the cops I raped her. I know she told you. I told her if she ever told anyone I would show the photos we took of her having sex with the all the boys at the party.”
“WHAT! You raped my sister!? You SICK BASTARD!!!”
“Poor Vive was suffering from depression and loss of her sister. She drowned herself in her pool. The police will believe this because you’ve already been committed to a mental hospital.” Kenneth’s voice changed to a calm, calculating, psychopath. He aimed the pole at Vive’s chest and pushed her under!
“HEL—.” Vive’s voice gurgled silent as she went underwater, bubbles escaping her screaming mouth. She struggled to push the pole off her chest but Kenneth kept repositioning and poking her down with it. He grinned like a maniac, seeing Vive who looked so much like Jenna, drowning.
“Finally, I’ll shut you up forever, BITCH!”
Fred made his way to the backdoor, hearing some splashing sounds. He paused at first, seeing a blond haired teen. Then he noticed the teen was holding a pole, poking at someone underwater. VIVE!!!
Flashing through door, across the pool walkway, Fred collided into Kenneth, crashing both of them into the ground! He felt Kenneth’s psychotic strength, knowing how strong some of his patients can be.
Kenneth rolled Fred, using his martial-art training to gain the advantage. He elbowed Fred and punched him in the rib. “So you’re the boyfriend? You’re too late.” The stronger teen gloated, believing he had the advantage.
There was one thing Kenneth underestimated about Fred.
He was a doctor.
Fred pressed his thumb near Kenneth’s ear, just under the jaw bone, causing incredible pain. This allowed him to push Kenneth off him. The young teen was still dangerous so Fred had to do something against his code of medicine. He pushed his other thumb into Kenneth’s eye! It blinded Kenneth, causing him to scream in pain.
Fred quickly got up and dove into the pool to fetch Vive. He saw her lifeless body once again, reminding him of the time she jumped off the roof. Only this time, she was not committing suicide. Someone was trying to murder her! Fred took hold of Vive by the waist and swam up to the surface. He pulled her onto the edge and began performing CPR.
“God damn it! NOT AGAIN!” Fred cried in frustration, pounding on Vive’s chest, forcing the water out. His peripheral vision did not see Kenneth, but he didn’t have time to look for him. Most likely, the psychopath took off with his one blind eye. Fred pressed his mouth to Vive’s purple lips and blew air into her lungs. “PLEASE!!!” He shouted.
Vive still remained cold, lifeless, and still…
Fred tried again, pumping her chest, breathing into her cold mouth. “DON’T DIE ON ME VI… ”
A sharp pain erupted at the back of Fred’s head as if a solid brick bashed his skull! He fell down unconscious, bleeding, dying…