Guilty Indulgence

Chapter 9~ Autumn Term

I managed to push the handle down on the door with two cups still balanced in my hands. The door swung open as I gave it a nudge with my hip and I looked across the room towards the bed. I didn't prepare to see this. They threw probable explanation out the window. I was gob-smacked; no words came out of my mouth. Unbelievable; these two. The two cups that were once in my hands came crashing down onto the carpet, allowing the liquids to seep into it. It was like time started moving in slow motion. Caleb saw me instantly...

I rushed out the door; I couldn't see them together anymore. The image of them fresh like a newly photographic print. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes as I headed down the corridor to the stairs when Caleb came crashing out of the room. He was struggling to get his ripped jeans on as he chased me half-naked tripping up over his own feet, begging me to wait and hear him out.

"Amelie, Wait! I can explain, please!" he cried out to me. If he could explain, I don't think I want to hear it. Not now, not ever.

"No! You can't, I trusted you. You're a-a... dickhead. And him, I trusted him too!" words were falling out of my mouth between stifled cries, but it wasn't working. Tears were flooding my face. "You and Rowan are absolutely perfect for each other because your both bloody arseholes!" I shouted with every fibre of anger even if my voice cracked trying to get the words out. Everyone heard me screeching at him, but I don't care because I feel... I don't know how I feel, but he broke me.

Truly and utterly broken.

The world seemed to stop as nothing was worth living. I made my way down the stairs, stumbling down the bottom few steps because the tears collecting in my eyelashes were blurring my vision and out the door I went. Away from the place that's sent my entire world crashing down. It didn't occur to me to find Samira or ring Mrs Knight or go home; I just needed to get away from that house and away from him, and luckily, he didn't follow. If he'd followed, the only question would be which ditch to put him in. I just kept walking with no destination in mind except for the cold air to help wash the emotions over me.

About a few blocks away from the house, someone was following me, as in the corner of my eyes I could see two shadows cast down onto the pavement. But was unsure if it was my own vulnerable emotions following me? I quickened my paced and looked ahead, scanning for some streetlights or any lights which would make my stalkers feel noticed or visible. I looked for a place to feel safe. But my little legs made little difference as they decreased the distance with their bigger strides. I could tell by the crushing of cans and the way they tossed them on the street that they've been drinking. Feeling their presence upon me; I turned my head to look over my shoulder however in that instance a hand grabbed my arm and manoeuvred me against a wall.

The two stalkers were in front of me, giving me no gap to escape from. They trapped me. I looked up. My eyes meet the familiar chocolate brown ones that belong to James; he has once again got me pinned. His smirk says it all. Unlike last time; he has brought a friend that I've not met before who dressed as Marty McFly. How did my night get any worse?

"Lucas, I told you she has those fuck me eyes," James says to his mate as he had both my wrists pinned on the wall, each one beside my head. He was in a short red silky dressing gown with a gold chain around his neck; he was dressed like Hugh Hefner, but he just looked like a pervert.

"She looks easy," his mate said when he brought his hand to my face to turn it so it was facing him. My cheeks were squashed in his hold as he moved it side to side to examine it; I've never felt so scrutinised and alone.

"The little whore has perfect dick sucking lips," he added as he removed his hand off my face. I stood still, wishing that someone would be out and stop them before they sexually assault me. I didn't scream or shout as my voice froze in my throat; the only defining screams were in my head, trapped and wanting to break free.

"You have her first. I'll hold her for you," James said. He held me tight while Lucas: I presume that's his name; undoes his belt and zipper, allowing his denim jeans to drop. He moved in front of me and took one wrist out of James' grasp and into his own and moved his other hand to hike my skirt up till my underwear were on show.

He was about to position himself to thrust inside me; but then a car screeched to holt in front of us. Its headlights pointed on James, Lucas and me. I couldn't see the make or the model of the vehicle because of the white lights beaming on us, making both James and Lucas to let go of my wrists. They both knew being caught could affect their futures; Lucas quickly pulled his pants up and started running away. It spooked James like a deer staring into headlights, but he shortly ran to catch up with his mate. Both fled the scene, leaving me here to wrap my head around what had nearly occurred.

I stood still, feeling pinned under the glaring beam whilst tugging my skirt down to cover my underwear so that I could preserve any dignity I have left. The car door opened up, and the lights dimmed, allowing to me to see my saviour. He stood with one hand clenched against the top of the car and the other on the door. It was my English teacher, Mr Cain.

"Do you want to get in?" he asked nervously towards me. For a moment I saw anger flash across his face when he understood what he had just intruded on. But I wrap the cape round my body trying to cover as much skin as possible.

I make my way over to the passenger-side door and I can now clearly see that his car is a Ford Mustang GT in a magnetic grey colour. There was a blueberry smell which I presumed was from the air fresher hanging from the rear-view mirror, but there was undoubtfully Mr Cain's musky citrus scent that lingered in the car. It felt save.

We drove for a while in silence as we both were in our own thought process, but it didn't feel uncomfortable. I was actually feeling relaxed for the first-time this evening. It was like a bubble was around me protecting me from everything that's happened tonight, from the world intruding on us. But it didn't stop me from feeling shaken up by tonight's events.

"Do you want me to drop you off at home?" his voice now calm and caring.

"Erm, my parents are away. I don't want to go to an empty house right now." my voice quivered as my lips shook. My parents were away on a business trip down in London, which is why I was sleeping over at Samira's after the party. I pull my phone out of my red cape and find that it's run out of battery so now I couldn't even call or text Samira or get in touch with Mrs Knight.

"My phone's dead, I can't get in touch with Samira" I added as one tear fell from my left eye running down my cheek. I caught it with my thumb and brushed it away with a sniffle; right now, I feel alone I have never felt so alone.

"Hey, don't worry. We'll work something out back at my place," he said with concern; he moved the car into another lane towards the centre of town.

"I don't want to be a problem for you,"

"You could never be a problem to me, Miss Lewis" he took his eyes off the road for a few seconds to look at me, showing that he meant it. But his mesmerising green eyes returned onto the road for our safety.

"Please, can you call me Amelie for tonight at least?" I asked, unsure whether by asking him to call me by my first name was crossing a teacher-student boundary or whether it'll push him away.

"Okay, Amelie" he said with a slight smile on his face, trying his best to lighten the mood. The way his lips captured my name made it sound magical, like it was the most important word ever. It made me feel safe; he made me feel safe.

I didn't even notice the car had stopped and parked outside a building of flats in till Mr Cain had opened the boot of the car. I didn't notice him slid out the car either. He opened the door to my side of car whilst still holding shopping bags he had quickly retrieved from the boot in the other hand.

"Are you coming in?" he asked playfully, receiving a little chuckle from me. I was nervous as I got out the car because this was the first-time going to his place. I wonder, what it is like? 

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A/N: Sorry this chapter took longer to write, it just was slightly difficult to write that some of the more fun and upbeat ones that I have done previously and I know it was a little dark but needs must. Did we see Caleb and Rowan coming? It's surly going to have some explosive consequences. James makes me want to puke; I'm sorry, I had to say it. Will there be another Mr Cain and Amelie moment coming soon? And How do we feel about him being her saviour? Ruzona <3

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