My student my obsession

Chapter Thirteen

Lucy's POV

So Dave is dead?? Good riddance to bad rubbish. Whoever killed him has made the world a much better place. Sure he was someone's child but he was also a monster. Monsters deserve to die. He violated me. I wish I was the one to kill him. I would've made it slow and painful. Whoever killed him took away my opportunity to avenge myself. But there's still Anthony and Tracy. They are the ones that brought Dave in my life. They planned the date. I'm not saying it's their fault but they brought us together. They are going to pay. They blamed me. They said I was lying when I didn't say anything. I couldn't remember what happened and they assumed I was being petty. They thought I was framing Dave. They are going to pay for this. They have caused me a lot of emotional trauma. I nearly believed what they said about me. I knew something was of about what they told me. I knew that I would never fall for a guy like Dave. I knew that what they told me was a lie. They chose to believe Dave over me. They are going to pay.

"Lucy are you okay?" Mickey asked wiping away my still pouring tears. What kind of question is that? How can I be okay when I just discovered I got raped. On top of that the perpetrator got killed.

"Do you by any chance know who might have killed him" the detective asked.

"No... I don't know and I don't care." I spat. How the hell should I know? Unless.... Ohh my gosh. It can't be!!!! Oh no. No no no... He wouldn't do it right?? He was only kidding right?? No it most certainly cannot be right??? Oh my I'm getting hot. This room is suffocating me. I can't breath. I can't.....

"Breath Lucy!!! Lucy.... Lucy!!"

..........DARKNESS............

I slowly opened my eyes to see a worried Michaella hovering over me. She helped me sit up as I noticed am still at the police station.

"Should I take you to the hospital?" She asked.

"Nah I'm fine. I just need some water"

Michaella drove me home.

We got home and sat on the couch in silence. I eventually went to my room where I found daisy flowers spread on my bed forming a heart.

A note and a brown envelope were placed on my pillow. I ignored them and went to take a long shower.

After my long shower I returned to my room and wore my pyjamas cause I don't think I'll be attending school this week. I won't be able to focus. Too much has happened and I'm emotionally unstable.

The envelope was now placed in the middle of the flowers. I think Mickey has been snooping around in here while I was in the bathroom but whatever. I went to the kitchen and made some two minutes noodles for us. Mickey was now watching TV so after dishing up I went to join her with our food.

"Where you in my room while I was showering?" I asked just to be safe. I mean it has to be her right??? Please say yes.... Please say yes.....

"Nah why??" She answered. What the hell. I shot up and ran to my room with Michaella hot on my heels asking what's going on.

I opened the envelope while Mickey read the note out loud.

"He cried like a bitch. He can't hurt you anymore. Dave is History."

"Oh my Gosh Lucilla what's all this?"

I ignored her as I took out the contents that were in the ✉ envelope. Pictures. It was pictures.

"Michaella look at this!!!" I said handing her the pictures.

"What the fuck??? Who took these??" She screamed at the horror in front of her.

It was pictures of me. It was pictures of me sleeping, pictures of me reading on my bed, pictures of me undressing, pictures of me half naked, pictures of me in the shower, pictures of me brushing my teeth, pictures of me in the kitchen and a picture of me sleeping and a man's hand on my cheek. And all those pictures where taken from inside my apartment.

Someone is stalking me. Suddenly my phone started ring. Caller ID: unknown. I reluctantly answered and put it on speaker.

"H- hello" I said with a shaky voice.

"My love, I see you have seen my little present for you. You and your little friend will not say a word to anyone about what I'm about to tell you or else those pictures will be plastered all over campus." He said. I knew that voice. It was Mr Gwaze.

"I killed Dave. I did it for you. Now we can be together without you fearing him. Now I can have you all to myself. It was fun watching him die. He cried so much I almost felt bad for that little shit but he touched what's mine and no one and I mean NO ONE gets away with touching what's mine" he continued.

"I am not yours. You are a sick man Mr Gwaze you need help." I spat disgusted at him. I knew something was off about him. He fucken killed Dave. He KILLED Dave. And now he thinks I belong to him.

"Don't talk to me like that. You are mine Lucy. Now open the door I wanna see you." He said. Oh my gosh he's here.

"I will do no such thing. I'm calling the police. You killed Dave and now you are stalking me. You're crazy. " I said.

"Oh.... Lucy.... Lucy..... Lucy.. My darling you will do no such thing" he cooed.

"And why is that??"

"Because the knife I used to kill Dave belongs to you. I took it from your sink. It has Michaella's fingerprints on it. If you call the cops your little friend goes to jail for murder. Now open the fucken door" he then hang up.

I looked at Mickey who was now staring at me with wide eyes.

"I can't go to jail for something I didn't do. What the fuck are we going to do? Oh my gosh my parents are gonna kill me. Lucy I didn't kill Dave. I didn't do it" she said panicking.I pulled her into a hug and calmed her down.

"Go to your room and lock yourself in. I will talk to Mr Gwaze. You won't go to jail okay? I won't let it happen. I will deal with this okay. I won't let him get away with this ok ?? Now go to your room and no matter what you hear don't come out." I reassure her and she obeyed. I went to the door and opened it. Mr Gwaze walked past me and went to the couch and made himself comfortable. I closed the door and sat at the couch that was opposite of his.

"That wasn't so hard was it?" He said grinning. How I wish to slap that stupid grin off.

"How did you get those photos you psychopath?? You're sick you know that?" I screamed at him. He just smiled. He fucken smiled. What's so amusing about this situation?

"Come sit on my lap." He said.

"In your fucken dream" I said rolling my eyes.

"You are in no position to rebel against me. From now onwards you are going to do everything I tell you to do and you will not protest. If you want your friend to stay out of prison and your sexy body plastered not all across town you will bring your sexy ass here and sit on my fucking lap." He said through grinted teeth. I have to do it for Mickey. So I did as he said. I sat on his lap and he buried his face between my boobs. No matter how much I wanted to pull away I had to do it for Mickey. She's innocent.

His hand caressed my back and he kept inhaling sharply and groaning into my bozoom area. I hated it but I was doing it for Mickey.

A couple of minutes later I felt something hard poking the back of my thigh. I shifted a little trying to get away from it. Mr Gwaze groaned and roughly pushed his "situation" into me and I felt like throwing up.

"Do you feel what you do to me?" He whispered in my ear. I hated it. But Mickey.

After what felt like forever he gently pushed me off and said he was leaving. I followed him to the door.

"I'll see you tomorrow my love. I enjoyed spending some time with you. I know you did too. I know you want me to stay longer but I have to leave now. I'll call you when I get home." He said while stroking my face. I wanted to throw up on his face. I didn't respond. I stepped back and slammed the door on his face.

WHAT DID I GET MYSELF INTO??