Ethereal Pleasure | Venable vs Winters

Chapter 5 | Let's Marvin Gaye and Get It On

As you got out of her office, you race to the nearest restroom. You lock the door after you enter then pace to the water sink. Your vision starts to blur as you stare blankly at your reflection through the bathroom mirror. Tears run down your cheeks when you close your eyes out of rage.

You don't have any idea what's going on, everything is perfect and you like what you're doing but it just feels like a mistake. Your hand twists the faucet open and you wash your face to freshen up. Then you clasp on the frame of the sink and let out a sigh of doubt, pulling yourself back into reality.

It's almost noon when you checked your phone, you just missed your last period because of that disaster moment you had. You make your way to the cafeteria and plan to eat before going to the gymnasium.

As you enter the room, you saw Bette's back facing you at the usual spot where you always sit. You throw yourself next to Bette, hugging her unexpectedly and digging your face to her short brunette hair while she consumes her salad. "I'm so tired of living" Softly expressing your thoughts.

"(y/n)?" You heard your best friend's voice but it sounded from behind. Your head looks back and saw Bette carrying a tray of her lunch, stunned and thrilled. You were dumbfounded as you realized who you're hugging right now.

Your eyes widen while eyebrows are raised and your mouth is open, hanging loosely as you turn your head back to face Dot. Her expression is incomprehensible, her eyebrows are pulled together, her eyes are tense, and her jaw is clenched.

You pulled your arms off her and move away to give her space. "I'm sorry Ted-" Your apology was cut short when she rises and grabbed her bag before leaving the table. When you're about to grab her wrist, Bette grabs yours and shook her head no.

Bette sat down across the table, putting her tray down. "What was that about?" Snatching a slice of a chicken sandwich on her tray before taking a bite. "Is she on her period or something?" You added while chewing.

She sighs as she's eyeing where her sister pace off. "No, I guess she's stressing herself with studies." Her hand picks up a sandwich then puts it in her mouth.

"Are you sure it's not my fault?" You finish a sandwich off and take a strawberry then pop it in your mouth. Bette's eyes are laid on you then it widens as it roams around your complexion. She rummages on her bag to get wet wipes and hands them to you.

You raised a brow and eye her confusedly but then take it. "I told you that if you're going to make out with someone, don't leave evidence." Her head angle closer to mumble. "How was your discussion with Miss Venable?"

You immediately wipe your lips to remove the purple stains. "I-it's the ketchup sauce." Trying to lie to get away from the crime. She snatches the wipes and examines them.

"Hmm, purple ketchup?" Your best friend observes the sandwich you both are munching on. "You didn't smother the sandwich all over your face, right?" She raised a brow as she can see through your lies.

"I'll come clean." You sigh in defeat, knowing that you can't lie to your best friend. "The woman that I made out with on the night of your birthday, she's here in the school."

"What? What course does she take?" Your message draws her attention.

"She works here." You bury your head on your forearms out of regret. Thinking that you shouldn't have confronted her.

"You made out with another prof? Is it your new prof?" Your eyes met hers as you tilt your head up.

"It's not Miss Winters," You rise a bit to lean closer to her "It's Miss Venable" Then whisper as you added your chancellor's name.