DEXTER

She didn't know exactly when it started but now that it had she couldn't stop. She knew she was too young for this, she knew that what they were doing was wrong, so wrong that it broke basically every moral she had. But it was different, he was different and she couldn't give that up. She kept telling herself that what they had was special, that they were going to end up together, one way or another, that all the complications would work out. But she knew she was wrong. She knew that he was never going to leave her and she didn't resent him for that, she understood. She knew that even if he did it wouldn't change anything. That they still wouldn't be able to be open about their relationship. Everything was too fucked up for that. After all, it wasn't just another woman. It was her mother.

THE APPLE FELL FAR FROM THE TREE

CHAPTER 1

Detention. Again. She wasn't exactly sure why Mr. Daniels had given her a detention for the 5th day in a row. Every time she was in his class he would give an excuse to keep her afterschool. There were plenty of reasons why she should be getting detentions, tons of valid reasons. Drug possession, for example. But she never got caught for that. She was careful not to. She was officially convinced that Mr. Daniels just wanted to spend as much time staring at her as possible. It was creepy and it made her skin crawl uneasily. There he was, at the front of the classroom, looking at her over the tops of his glasses. Piercing blue eyes that seem to undress her every time he glanced at her. She looked up at the clock, noticing that it was about time to go. She prayed for the bell to ring. It did. She was free. She jumped out of her seat, without even sparing a parting look at the teacher, and raced from the class.

"Hailey!" Someone yelled her name as she was walking through the parking lot. She turned to see Andrew Hayes walking towards her casually, smiling flirtatiously as per usual. He stopped in front of her and crossed his arms over his chest, "Another detention?" He asked.

"Mr. Daniels really loves giving them to me." She answered rolling her eyes.

"He's a creep." Andrew replied and sneered, "Anyways, we're having this party at my house tonight. I was just making sure I invited you."

"Chris did already actually." She told him. She didn't really want to go to another one of his parties. They were always out of control, loud, the only reason she ever went was because of Andrew. Andrew had some strange fascination with her, he was attractive enough and he knew how to get his hands on the best coke in Miami.

"Well I don't want you to go with him, I want you to go with me." He winked.

"I said no." Hailey answered, "He's a douche anyways and you know I don't find any of those guys interesting."

"How about me, do you find me interesting?"

"Enough." She smiled and bit her lip. Andrew sized her up, running his eyes along the length of her body.

"You look hot today, no wonder Daniels gave you a detention." He leaned down to kiss her on the lips briefly, Hailey pulled away, "What's the problem baby?"

"Don't call me that. Besides, I'm not your girlfriend." She told him. He nodded and looked away. His jaw was a clenched tightly and he looked like he wanted to say something badly, "What?"

"I just wish you'd give me a chance."

"I don't date drug dealers." She responded quickly.

"I don't deal." He said sharply, "Well not to other people, you know it's only you Hailey. I like you. We're good together." He put a hand on her cheek, "I like having sex with you. What else do you want?" Hailey just scoffed and decided that this conversation was over. She started walking away but Andrew was following her, "How about I give you a ride home?"

"I'm not going home." She replied coldly.

"Where are you going then?"

"Anthony's." As soon as she said it Andrew grabbed her arm and forced her to turn around.

"Why?"

"Cause I want to." She furrowed her eyebrows, "And since when do I owe you an explanation for anything I do?" Andrew ignored her comment. He looked angry, "Aw, don't be jealous. You have nothing to worry about trust me. Anthony has absolutely no feelings for me whatsoever."

"How do you know that?" Andrew snapped. Hailey wanted to tell him that it was because Anthony was gay. But she knew that she couldn't. That would be a major betrayal of trust, he was her best friend, and if she ever told anyone about his secret he would never speak to her again.

"I just do." She said, "And anyways, it doesn't matter what you think because you are not my boyfriend. I don't know how many times I have to say it before it gets through." She reiterated slowly.

"Fuck you Bennett." Andrew hissed. Hailey sighed and put and hand on his arm. He glared at her.

"Things are good between us right now, why do you want to mess that up by making us official? Why don't we just leave things the way they are for now, I mean, I like you." She smiled kindly, "And I'll see you tonight right?"

"Yeah, sure." Andrew said, he looked a little deflated and popped a cigarette into his mouth. Hailey nodded at him and started walking towards Anthony's house. God know she could use his guidance.

Anthony was not impressed at all by her little dilemma. He didn't like Andrew at all. He didn't like the playboy attitude or the recklessness about him. He didn't like anything that Hailey was so attracted to.

"Don't go to the party tonight." Anthony advised, "You know what happens when you go to his parties. You know you always end up all drugged out and in bed with him. Then the next morning you can barely remember your own name. I don't know how you even know the sex is good if you can't remember anything."

"Sex before drugs, that's how." Hailey smiled and was looking through his closet. She always kept a supply of clothes here that her mother wouldn't approve of, instead of hiding them at home. She started striping off her t-shirt and jeans and pulling a little black dress over her head.

"I know he's hot." Andrew said, "But I don't like where this thing is going. I don't like it at all. He's getting a little too into you." There was a long moment of silence before Anthony continued, "And I think you should tell the principal about Mr. Daniels." Hailey turned to him in an instant.

"They're not going to believe me."

"The entire student body knows that he's got a thing for you and that he has no real reasons to give you detentions or to keep you after class. I'm just worried about you, I'm worried that one of these days he's going to try something with you." Anthony sighed deeply, "You're just too fucking nice looking for your own good." Hailey just laughed but Anthony scowled even more, "And you never take anything seriously."

"That's not true!" Hailey protested.

"Yes it is." Anthony got up and put his hands on her shoulders, "Okay, forget about the principal, maybe you should tell your mom."

"My mom is the most ineffective person in the whole world. She won't do anything." Hailey replied.

"Maybe her new boyfriend will." Anthony suggested, "What was his name again?" He asked.

"I don't know, Declan or something like that. I was supposed to meet him tonight but… well anyways, I guess I'll run into him eventually." Anthony was examining her carefully. She looked back at him challengingly.

"He's not going to be like your father Hailey." He said seriously. She hated it when he brought up her father. He seemed to think that she wanted to talk about him, but she didn't. She didn't even want to think about him ever again.

"I wasn't thinking about that." She whispered dangerously, "I just told Andrew I would go to the party and I plan on going. I promise I'll be careful okay?"

"Just promise me you'll think about telling someone." He said firmly. She nodded in agreement and went back to getting ready. Anthony watched her wearily. He was more concerned about her then he let on, her erratic behavior, her dangerous choices in men, the parties, and the drugs. Sure, she wasn't addicted… yet. She hadn't been like this before though. She had been a nice, shy girl, a lot like her mother but now. Now she was different. And Anthony hoped that she would grow out of this phase quickly.

The party went by in a blur. Andrew was sticking his tongue down her throat and she was finding it rather unpleasant. She pushed him off lightly and he started undoing her buttons. She lay back on the bed and let her head lull to one said. Everything was spinning and out of focus. She couldn't concentrate on anything. She vaguely felt hands touching her. She felt a millions miles away though. Someone was whispering in her ears but she couldn't make out what they were saying. Pumping music was engulfing her and she felt herself drifting off, she eyes slipping shut.

Andrew was getting frustrated. She was responding to him like she normally did. She was just laying there, staring into space, and it was pissing him off. He shouldn't have let her have a few lines before the sex. It was stupid and now she wasn't even paying attention to him, she was off in her own little world. He pulled her head upright to get her to look at him to find that her eyes were closing slowly. He panicked and started shaking her frantically.

"Hailey!" He screamed as he tried to wake her up but she wasn't waking up, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" He screamed. He was too afraid to check her pulse, what if she was dead? What if had killed her? He would go to jail for the rest of his life and besides that she would be dead.

Suddenly she sat up with a sudden jolt. Her big eyes staring at him, confused. He almost started crying he was so relieved. He put a hand through her hair softly.

"What happened?" She mumbled and lay back down on the bed.

"I don't know. Thank god you're not dead." He laughed shakily, "Fuck Hailey, I thought I lost you for a second." She didn't respond. She still looked extremely confused but he didn't try to explain, "C'mon, let's get you home."

He had never driven her home before but he knew where she lived, which was good considering how out of it she was. It was about one in the morning and he hoped that her mother wasn't still awake. Not that it was really his problem, he planned to just help her through the door and then be done with it and go back to the party. He needed to shake off the feeling of panic he had felt earlier when she passed out. Hailey seemed to suddenly snap out of it upon seeing her house. There were two cars in the driveway, which she didn't think too much of at the time. She looked over at Andrew and bit her lip nervously.

"Thanks, you know, for taking me home." She smiled a bit.

"No problem." He leaned over and pressed his lips against hers. They kissed for a while before she pulled away and got out of the car. A frown appeared on Andrew's face and he thought for a moment that maybe this girl wasn't worth his effort. He drove away into the night.

Hailey hoped to god that her mother wasn't waiting for her. She knew what it would be like it she was and she was dreading it. The lights were on, that wasn't a good sign. She put her keys in the door and was not met with a pleasant sight.

"Where have you been?" Rita was trying very hard to shout. Hailey blinked. The house lights were practically blinding and she needed time to adjust, "Do you know how worried I've been? You were supposed to be home for dinner tonight." Hailey stared at her blankly. Finding it hard to process what was going on.

"I'm sorry." She said and took off her jacket. Her mother just stood there, open mouthed, waiting for her to say something else. But Hailey didn't have anything else to say, "I forgot about dinner." She lied, breaking the awkward silence.

"Hailey…" Rita put a hand on her head and looked as if she was in pain, "You can't keep doing this."

Hailey caught sight of someone else's eyes fixed on her. Her head whipped around to see a man, attractive, brown hair, clean-shaven. She only assumed that this must be her mother's new boyfriend. She had to say, she was rather impressed. She hadn't been expecting someone that looked so… normal.

"Hi." He said.

"Hi." She smiled back at him. Her mother looked over at the man and sighed.

"Dexter, this is my daughter Hailey, I was hoping that you two would meet under better conditions but anyways…" Her sentence drifted off.

"Nice to meet you." Dexter said rather awkwardly. Hailey just nodded and walked over to the kitchen to get some water. Interest, Dexter thought, she looked nothing like her mother. She was a much less subtle beauty, sexy, some would say. Nice curves, pretty face, and great legs… he had suddenly had an urge to cut her open, to hear her scream. He repressed it. He watched her as she walked over to the kitchen, her hips swaying gently. He then turned quickly back to Rita before anyone noticed. A smile crept onto his face. So this was the instant rush of sexual attraction. He had never really felt that before, even with Rita, "Maybe I should go." He said.

"No, umm… it's okay. You can stay the night if you want, thank you for staying up with me." Rita said softly, glancing back at Hailey who was sipping a glass of water casually. She didn't look like she felt at all guilty for making her mother so worried, Dexter noticed. Hailey bounced back into the living room. The dress she was wearing was short and strapless, leaving little to the imagination.

"I'm going to go to bed." She told her mother.

"We are not done talking about this." Rita said, but Hailey had already walked away and a few moments later they heard the door slam behind her. Rita turned to Dexter, "She's not always like this I swear. She's been different since her dad… well you know." Rita looked ashamed, "He used to hit her like he did me and I just, I couldn't protect her and now I feel like I still can't protect her." Rita started crying. Tears, Dexter hated tears. He wasn't good at comforting people. He put her arms around her tentatively and stroked her hair.

"How about we go to bed. Everything will look better in the morning."

It didn't. Rita was still upset, even after Dexter had made pancakes for everyone. Hailey hadn't emerged from her room yet and he guessed that she was still asleep. The kids were excitedly talking about the events of their Saturday and Rita smiled at Dexter as she served them orange juice.

"Dexter, do you mind going to wake Hailey. If you don't, she'll sleep like the dead until dinner time." Rita joked, a sad smile on her face. Dexter nodded once and walked down the hall to the furthest door on the left. He knocked on it hesitantly. He didn't know this girl after all. He couldn't just go into her room.

"Hailey?" He called. There was no answer. He slowly opened the door and immediately wish he hadn't. She was there, in bed, asleep. The covers covered her lower half where as her upper half was completely exposed, clad in only a black bra. He stopped and stared at her for a moment. Not noticing when her eyes suddenly flickered open to look at him. It took her a second to grasp her surroundings. She saw Dexter and realized that he wasn't staring at her face but rather at her chest. She shivered slightly upon realizing that she didn't mind him staring at her like that, almost hungrily. It made her feel… good. It was then that he noticed that she was staring back at him. A mischievous smile crept onto her lips and she raised her eyebrow at him, intrigued. He was at a lost for words.

"Can I help you?" She asked, not making any move to cover herself up.

"Breakfast is ready." He swallowed uneasily and she laughed. She had a nice laugh, full and rich. God, Dexter felt urges that he had never felt before. The serial killer inside of him desperately wanted to see her struggle as he cut her open, where as the human side of him wanted to do something very different to her.

"Okay, I'll be out in a minute." She replied and he was stuck there for a moment. Before he finally regained control of his actions and turned around, walking back in the direction he came, closing the door behind him. Hailey giggled to herself. Maybe she was sick but she knew she was attracted to him. In ways that even she didn't understand. She thought that maybe she would go to the beach today so she pulled on her cute black and white polka dot bikini pulled under a pair of short shorts and a skimpy tank top, along with her gladiator sandals. She tied her hair into a high ponytail and grabbed her purse and sunglasses on the way out the door.

She headed into the kitchen, purposely ignoring Dexter's prying eyes as she opened the fridge and bent down to pull out the orange juice.

"Hailey, are you going to join us?" Rita sounded surprised. Her eldest daughter almost never wanted to spend time with the family anymore. Astor and Cody loved their big sister, but they practically only ever saw her while she was walking out the door, "Dexter made pancakes."

"I can see that." She grinned, "Actually I was thinking about going to the beach today. It looks especially nice outside today and I want to take advantage." At this time in the morning the girl looked almost innocent, Dexter observed, as if she had done nothing wrong last night.

"That sounds like a great idea." Rita chimed, "How about we all go?" Hailey's smile dropped from her face, Astor and Cody on the other hand, rejoiced at the idea. Hailey smirked.

"What about you Dexter?" She turned to him all of sudden. She had blue eyes and sandy blonde hair like her mother, but her other features were a lot more rugged, giving her sex appeal, "Do you want to go to the beach?"

"I don't see why not." He smiled as he met her gaze. Something passed between the two of them. Some sort of form of acknowledgement, perhaps they both understood that their relationship would never be able to stay strictly platonic.

"Great." She smiled sweetly, her eyes never leaving his, "Let's go."