I honestly don't know what to think about this. What just happened was intense. When I saw her like this, my body acted automatically. I protected her from crashing onto the floor and carried her to the locker room. Seeing her that vulnerable triggered something in me. Something I thought was long gone. All I wanted was to somehow help her. Take her pain away.
The day took much longer to end than I thought it would. At around 5 pm, I arrived home. As I enter the gateway, my dad's car is already parked in front of our house. If I'm lucky, he's in the mood to cook something nice for the both of us. "Hi, Dad," I scream as I enter the kitchen. "Good to see you, Liv. How was school? Did you make it to the bus in time without me?" He jokes. "Very funny," I reply to him. "School was a pain in the ass, like always. Did I tell you about Mister Wallas yesterday? He's a total douchebag!" "Well, he's your teacher, so maybe you should be a little more cooperative.", dad tries to encourage me. "Whatever, I'm going upstairs.", with that said, I leave the room.
All through the night, I couldn't stop myself from thinking about her. Seeing her like that again would break me. Although we both know, there's no chance I can be there for her. Sarah Black is my teacher, and if someone would find out, it will be a disaster for her. Still, I never wanted to know what's keeping a person up at night, as bad as I do with her. What made her break down so hard today? I've seen people having panic attacks, but this was a whole nother level. Not that this is my business or that I am supposed to care.
Before school, I decided to take my usual morning shower. Just when I'm about to finish, my head starts to think about this incredible woman. The heat in my stomach hits me hard. What the hell. My whole body literally burns as the thoughts of her perfect image enter my mind. God, all the things I would love to do to her. The air in the bathroom is getting hotter. I slowly close my eyes and trace my hands along the skin above my breasts. Imagining it was her. Picturing her flawless body makes me lose control. Never in my life, I wanted something so bad. Automatically, I slide the other hand between my thighs. The relief I'm getting from that is incredible. I wish so hard for this to be her. My body built a tension that seems way too hard to handle and I can't resist longer.
After the shower, I have to hurry, so I can make it to school in time. If I keep seeing this woman every day, there's no chance I can stay away from her. I'm literally craving for her and it doesn't seem like this is going to get better soon.
The first period was boring as always and the hardest thing was to not fall asleep. I kinda was looking forward to the afternoon because that's when we will have English. Even though I shouldn't, I wonder if she's feeling better today. There's a part of me, thinking I'm supposed to be there for her. She might be older, but I've been through some shit too and something is telling me that this is good, no matter what.
At 2 pm there are only 15 minutes left, till our English class is starting. "Wanna go and smoke a quick one?", I look at Lilli with my puppy eyes. She literally is the only one who's ever seen that look. It's pretty embarrassing, but with Lilli, it works almost every time. This time it seems to fulfill its purpose again. "If we have to.", Lilli plays annoyed. "Don't you just smoke in the morning, before school? You are a little weird this week, everything okay?", she asks. One great thing about our friendship is that we don't lie to each other. This can be a little complicated sometimes, but when the other doesn't want to talk about something, we accept that. So I say: "There's this thing and it kind of really stresses me and left me confusing. Anyway, no worries. I can handle it, Cutie." The weird look I get for that is clearly telling, that she is even more curious than before. But this time there's no way I can tell her about it.
For Lilli it was pretty hard to not ask any further questions, I noticed that. At least the cigarette during the break made us both calm down a little before the class starts. Before miss Black starts to mess with my head again.
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RomanceThe only thing I'm able to do is staring at her when she walks out of the changing room. Her long black hair is falling over her shoulder in braids. It's covering her perfect breasts just the right amount to look hot and innocent at the same time. T...