Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

Chapter 12: Eyes Closed 

I wished I could wrap her in my arms.

Emma was so upset that day, barging into my classroom and asking me if I had slept with Erica.She had no care in the world that we were inside the fucking school building.

What would have happened if someone had heard us? If we were anywhere else in the world, I would have put her in my arms in a heartbeat.

If I was anyone but her teacher, I would have hold her tight, kiss her forehead, and tell her that with Erica it all meant nothing.

I only went for Erica because I couldn't get to her.

And the only thing that mattered to me was her.

I wished I could stop those tears from falling, but I couldn't building.

What would have happened if someone had heard us? If we were anywhere else in the world, I would have put her in my arms in a heartbeat.

If I was anyone but her teacher, I would have hold her tight, kiss her forehead, and tell her that with Erica it all meant nothing.I only went for Erica because I couldn't get to her.And the only thing that mattered to me was her.

I wished I could stop those tears from falling, but I couldn't.

Several days had passed since then, and Emma could never look at me in the eyes again.

Even during art class, she’d always look away and pretend she was listening, but I knew she was trying to tune me out.I could be an asshole and call her out, but I didn’t want to.

I knew I had hurt her, though I never wanted to.  I never had many problems with girls before.

The reason Call it infatuation or lust, or whatever it was, I figured it was best to be left alone.

It would suck ass now, but it would be better in the long run.

So now every time I saw her around school, I just switched my brain off and looked the other way.

She wasn’t making it easy for me, though.

One day at school, she was wearing this short dress and ripped leggings...

I almost fost it right then and there in the middle of the classroom.

Some part of me thought that she was doing it on purpose, that she wanted to punish me or something.

Because since that day, she kept confing to school with these clothes that no young girl should be allowed to wear 

Fuck, I sound like her motherfucking parent.

Anyway, it didn’t matter.

Whatever shit that was going through my head, I just had to wait it out like some bad flu.

This would blow over...soon.

Aside from avoiding Emma around school grounds, I also I turned her down so many times already, I made the worst excuses too, and still she wasn't getting the hint.

The craziest part was, the teachers at school were conspiring to get us together since we were the only young single faculty members there.

They even made us chaperones to this stupid Halloween dance they were having.

me wrong, I loved art

chaperoning dances shouldn't be included in my

no interest in watching teenage kids play dress up and

had spoken, so

"Emma! Wait up!"

just doing some paperwork in the art room when I heard someone called

seen Emma in days and I realized

away from my desk

uniform and her long hair was tied into a

She looked good.

she always looked

young, man, and still

Let it go.

this jock kid in a

seen him around before, always trying to talk to her.I think his name

up?" she

you know the Halloween homecoming dance is coming

I thean, all my friends are

me?" he chuckled

go to the dance with me?" My fists curled up involuntarily and I

started to speak, but she

me that way and you're not looking for anything serious.But I was thinking, we can go as friends?" That's a bullshit thing guys would say

she knows

this kid, Ryan, was making stupid puppy-dog

could punch that stupid

that a yes?" he asked

sure," she said finally, "as

he beamed

believe that bullshit? - The two of them started walking away and I had to mentally punch myself in the face to get my shit together and not go over to her

go to these stupid

was I getting so

say, after overhearing that conversation at school, I had a lousy

cracked open the fridge and grabbed

over to my art desk, I flipped my sketchbook

saw a sketch of Emma that I did weeks ago,

was just

A beautiful, mysterious stranger.

saying anything more than a name, but her eyes haunted my sleep every night since then.  "I don't care, just do it,"

her for the longest time and I

thinking about how beautiful she looked and how I wanted to freeze this moment in

in shock.But as soon as the word left her mouth,

back hard and

her soft skin

sweet, like nothing I had

each other, it was like we were the first

not feeling her, so without warning,

body jerked up in pain, me held

scream, but I caught it

her body took in my full size, then I

and so fucking warm, it was a feeling incomparable to any

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