Against all Rules (wlw)

Chapter 11 - Fate is a bitch - Sarah

"Clara, it's fine. You can leave us alone. I'm gonna head home by myself." Her look tells this is the last thing she would do. "Clara, please!" Unwillingly, she turns around to provokingly slow walk to our friends. Olivia is standing there speechless, not knowing what to do. 

"Maybe you should leave. I'm sorry." Finally, she tells the girl beside her to back off. She doesn't seem to really agree with that cause I hear her curse: "You're really sending me away, for some stupid bitch?" Immediately Olivia faces the woman. "She definitely isn't stupid and for sure not a bitch! Fuck off, you whore!" With that said, she pushes her away. The girl can't believe what just happened. As she realizes it was a serious demand, she leaves. Still cursing about me. Wow. I've expected many things to happen, but this.

"What is so important you needed to ruin my night, huh?" Olivia asks, having that conceited face I would love to punch if I could. "Incredible for you to even have the audacity to ask. In case you forgot. Telling a teacher to fuck off won't bring you points."

Out of a sudden, she steps forward and grabs both my wrists to turn me around. Gentle but determined, I feel my back pressed against the cold wall of the club. Her arms, holding me in place while her body is coming dangerously near. I can feel the heat her body is sending out. She moves a little closer to whisper in my ear: "So tell me, what does bring me points then?" Feeling her warmth on my skin makes me have goosebumps. A shiver is crawling through my body. The tension reached a level too high for me to take while Olivia clearly enjoys having the lead. My thoughts drift off to places that couldn't be more inappropriate. 

With one hand, she takes my chin so I can't but look deep into her beautiful eyes. Until now, I haven't noticed her other hand resting on my hip. It's now gently moving up and down. The feels I get from that are incredible. A quiet moan escapes my mouth as she squeezes it smoothly. The smirk on her face is unmistakable. This is far beyond what a teacher-student relation should be like. Clearly, we both overstepped lines here. Anyway, I don't have control over my body right now, nor am I able to stop admiring her. The moment she bites her lips and moves her head closer to mine, it feels like none of this is real.

With our lips almost touching we both seem to finally realize what's about to really happen. Every boundary we're about to cross shoots into my mind. Instead of stopping it, I just close my eyes and give in, waiting for her lips to finally lock with mine.

Suddenly Olivia gets pulled away harshly, dragging me with her. I stumble and can't help but fall. My head hurts badly as I hit the ground. Through the drowsiness, some noises start coming thru to me. "No, you're nothing but a fucking dyke! Look at yourself! Maybe if you back off, I'm going to be gentle." At the moment I don't have the tiniest clue about what's going on. The only thing I realize is my trembling body. Seconds later, my mind seems to be realizing the reason I'm shaking so hard. The man's voice is more than familiar to me. It's the voice that's been haunting me in my dreams for over what feels like a decade. The voice of the man who destroyed every single part of me. The man who shattered me into pieces.

"Leave her alone! I'm only going to say this once!" Olivia's voice enters my ears. She won't stand a chance against this psychopath. What if he hurts her or even kills her? He's caple of such things and that is what scares me to death.  "You really think I'm scared of a kid?", him again. Vaguely, I hear someone landing a punch, then a groaning, Kyle's groaning.

A picture starts to build up in front of my eyes. Olivia is standing with her hands ready to land another punch. Kyle is building himself up again. In the meantime, I try getting up on my feet.  Slowly, I manage to do so and suddenly Kyle's landing a hard punch into Olivia's face. She stumbles backward against the wall. A scream escapes my mouth: "Stop Kyle! Leave her alone!" His attention shoots to me. "There's my darling. Just as beautiful as you were at our last private meeting." The smile he has, saying it disgusts me. "Nice of you to dress for me like this, babe." I feel like throwing up. In the corner of my eye, I spot a group of men coming towards us. They seem to have noticed, that something is definitely going on here. "Miss, are you okay?", One of them asks worryingly. The two others are now building a wall between me and Michael. I'm still shaking, but all I can think of right now is Olivia. The words rush out of my mouth: "Liv! Liv, are you okay? You have to help her, please!" The girl is leaning against the wall. Blood is running out of her nose. All of this is my fault.

For the twenties time this night, Olivia reassures me: "It's okay, I'm fine. That's just a scratch." Her face looks terrible. I mean, not terrible, because she is the prettiest girl I've ever seen, but Michael got her good. After it happened, the man took us to my car. They were making sure Michael would leave us alone. I don't remember much of the ride. Sitting in the car, my tears just started flowing. Olivia insisted to take me home. Now that I'm finally able to think straight again, the events start to sort out in my head. What would have happened if they didn't show up? How am I gonna get help from him? Will the police believe me this time?

A hand appears on my cheek. Olivia looks me deep into my eyes. With her thumb, she wipes away my tears. Until now, I didn't even realize I'm crying again. Not a single word is coming out of my mouth. When Olivia noticed, she whispers: "Shhh, it's okay, Sarah. Just rest for now, right?"