The Power Academy

Chapter 37- The Journal

Kayla's PoV:

I sit quietly drinking my coffee as Sebastian and Sasha walk towards me. Sasha observes me as they walk closer. With my puffy eyes he clearly can see that something is wrong, "Did something happen?" I nod at Sasha's question. Rather than sitting down, he reaches out for my mug, "Hazelnut creamer, right?" I nod and he walks over to the coffee corner. Sebby comes to sit by me and wraps his arms around me, holding me as a big brother would.

As he holds me I pour out everything to Seb, Sasha joins us after a few moments. I tell them everything, the feelings that I am developing for Damien, what has transpired between Jasper and me, and the never-ending guilt of it all on my shoulders. Talking to the two of them helped me find some peace in the situation. Sebastian reiterated his ideas on finding the dom that is meant for you; Sasha tried to make me laugh by talking about how many people would kill me to take my place and have the teacher hot for them for a change.

Seb walked me to class as Sasha left for work. Leaving me at the door of the class, Seb walks down the hall towards his own classroom. I walk in with my eyes down and moved quickly across the room to my desk. I could feel Damien looking at me, but I didn't want him to see my puffy eyes. As I wait, someone comes and sits down next to me.

"Mind if I sit here today? Jasper texted me saying he needed to take the day off from everything," Gemma fidgeted with the ends of her hair as I look up at her, "Oh, I guess I can tell why he needed a break. You okay sweet pea?" I shake my head and smile at her

"I don't really want to talk about it right now hun," she nods and pulls out her phone, scrolling through her notifications before class begins. I zone out throughout the class, looking out at the courtyard through the window. The bell jolts me out of my daze and I stand up to leave along with the rest of the class.

"Kayla, stay behind please," Damien stated at the front of the room just as I was steps away from the door. I froze where I stood and looked down, not having the courage to look at him right now. He walks over to me and places his hand on my shoulder, gently spinning me around. "You've been crying again, Little One, what is going on?"

"I don't want you to see me like this again, Damien... I don't... I am not like this all of the time... I'm not... I am not broken, I just-" rather than letting me finish my sentence, he lifts my head to look at him.

"Is that how you think I see you, princess?"

"Please can we not do this right now? I have classes... I need to..."

"Answer me this, and I'll let you walk out of that door. Would you even pay attention to the classes if you went, or would you zone out through them just like you did my own?" I groan and look down, knowing that he was right, "I swear if I keep going like this, you'll barely even go to any of your classes," I laugh at the accuracy of that statement. "Go to the courtyard, it's a nice day out, and I want you to take some time to journal your thoughts. You might not want to work through your emotions with me right now, but you can't keep them all bottled up inside," he walks me out the door, his hand resting on the small of my back, and led me gently to the courtyard.

When we got there, he led me to a bench underneath a beautiful tree, the gentle breeze rustling the leaves in a soothing harmony with the sound of the little stone fountain in the corner. "I don't have anything to-" before I could even finish my statement, Damien had already pulled out a little leather-bound journal and a purple pen from behind him.

"No excuses, Little One. I will be in my classroom so you can have your space. If you need me, just throw a pebble at the window. I'll be looking in on ya, so no taking this time to just nap, alright?" I smile and roll my eyes, taking the journal and pen from him.

"Okay, okay, get out of here already," I kiss his cheek playfully and he walks away. I open up the journal and I find a note written on the front page.

Kayla,

I acquired this journal for you so that you can write down everything. Use this journal as a place to write down how you feel, what you are thinking, and just a place to work through your thoughts and emotions. This is a safe space for you, feel free to write what you want and need to, and I swear to you this journal will be as secure as Fort Knox.

Forever yours,

-D.

The little note once again warms my heart, the way his words soothe my nerves and calm my mind is incomparable to anything I have ever experienced. Damien knows how I work, how I think, and he makes the effort to ensure that I am cared for, that I have the ability to work through problems as I need to and to support me when I need it. It is hard to imagine that we have only spent a few days exploring what the possibility of us could be, but the little taste that I have had makes me absolutely desperate for more. I head towards the dining hall and wait for the food line to open up. I am the first one to go through it. Instead of making my way to a table, I take my tray and walk out of the dining hall, past the line of students, and straight to Damien's classroom.
"Hello Little One"

"Hi..... Sir"

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A/n

So I know that I promised something kinda crazy in the next chapter last time, but as I was writing, I realized that it would be too rapid for something like what I am writing to happen immediately after. Soooo this chapter was a bit of a "cooling" period so both Kayla and y'all can get a good handle on her emotions and let her find the time to truly understand what she wants, more importantly, what it means by who she wants.

Love you always,

The next chapter will be spicy I promise