I watched the fan in the office spin around the room, blowing on me and giving me chills. The Dean's back was facing me and he scribbled down things in a notebook. He called me down again after a week of meeting with me about dating students. I thought I was off the hook, but I guess not cause the Dean looks even angrier than before. I tightened my grip on the chair as he turned hs chair around.
"Mr.Beilschmidt, do you know why I called you?"He said in an intimidating voice.I gulped.
"No sir," I squeaked. I tried to be confident and sit up straight though I couldn't pull it off.
"More complaints have come in saying, once again, that you're dating student."He told me as he looked over some papers.
"May I ask which student do they think I'm dating?"I asked.
"I'm not going to say names."He replied stubbornly.
"I might be able to answer the question to why I've been accused of this action severe times if you tell me the student's name," I said. I've always put on a fake goody two shoes voice to talk to teachers or bosses.
"I guess that's reasonable,"He sighed,"Monica Holzmann, They think you're dating this young woman."He pulled up the information about Monica on the computer and showed me. Her identity was shown on the bright computer screen. I tried not to gasp at someone has seen me with Monica. I slouched in the chair, wanting to disappear from his glare.
"Monica and I are quite good friends even before she went here."I lied, scratching my head.
The Dean squinted his green eyes as if he was trying to see if I'll break down from the lie. He let out a sigh as he slouched in his chair.
"I apologize, I'll tell the person to leave you two alone considering you're not in a relationship. You may leave now."He waved his hand goodbye, turning around. I've never seen the Dean embarrassed probably because he never lost any debates with anyone, but his mother, it made me want to grin and gloat in front of the man.
Smirking, I walked out of the hallway. I began to walk down the corridor, when a hand was placed on my shoulder, stopping me from moving. I turned around, angrily, wanting to berate the person who stopped me so rudely. My mouth opened up but was quickly shut when I realized I was staring at a man's chest. I immediately looked up at the smiling face who looked down upon me.
The man had a round, childlike face with big purple eyes that looked like gems were glued on him, the smile on his face went from ear to ear, and his light blonde hair looked fluffy. His smile grew bigger as I grew angrier.
"Are you Gilbert?"He asked in a deep Russian accent.
"Yes, Who are you?"I questioned, stepping back from the tall man.
"I'm Ivan," Ivan. Monica's stalker. He wasn't leaving us alone, he was flying to America!What was he planning to do?
"I see the Dean has been visiting you lately."He laughed. It was an innocent laugh though it left goosebumps on my arms. Was he the one telling the Dean about us?
"Have you been the one snitching?"I hissed as I pointed to him in disgust.
"I haven't done any...snitching."The last word he said was filled with poison. Like, he could turn innocent to venomous in one second.
"Then what do you want?"I fumed. I wasn't scared for his reply, actually I was excited, I made up some good comebacks in my head for his next sentence.
"Just getting what I deserve," Ivan smirked, stepped closer.
"You actually think you deserve Monica?"I laughed louder than I should have.
"Of course, I loved her first didn't I?"He replied, making my blood boil.
"The only thing that matters is present time,"I told him,"And she loves me and I love her,"
"No taboo love is good," I backed up as he walked closer. Every step echoed through the halls.
"If she's with me, we wouldn't have to keep our love secret. Also no reminders of...what was her name?"He paused and grinned,"Oh yeah, Anneliese."
My smirk disappeared as my face started heating up with rage. I swear one more word from him and I was going to kill him.I felt my veins popping as I thought of what to say. I couldn't keep my mind off of the idea to punch him. He was bigger than me, but I guessed I could take him on. My hand turned to fist as my teeth clenched.
"Shut the fuck up," I growled. My hands began to hurt from the fist, yet I clenched harder.
He dug through his pockets and brought out a folder of pictures. He showed four to me. They were pictures of Monica and I!
One was me and her snuggling and the other was us sleeping. Some were intimate pictures of us that made me blush thinking that someone was watching us doing...that. One was even a picture of our first date. The goosebumps got bigger and I shook with angry and adrenalin.
I wanted to hit him so bad, but I knew that those pictures would be released to the Dean and I'll get fired.
"This is my favorite."He showed me one in Monica in the shower, showing all of her body that only we were allowed to see. I felt disgusted thinking that Ivan had snuck into out houses to take pictures of us.
My anger got the best of me and I snatched the picture out of his hand. I ripped it in two, four, ten pieces, so nobody could see what the picture was anymore. I shoved it in my pocket, not wanting someone to find it.
His eyes narrowed and he grabbed the collar of my shirt and dragged me close to him.
"Get me anyone one of those pictures or I swear I'll have you fired and Monica would be kicked out."Ivan hissed, dropping me from his firm grasp. I gasp for air after holding it for a long time.
"And get me a better one.Like of her masturbating."He said, walking out of my sight. I cringed at those words.
What do I do?I can't have Monica be kicked out, but I can't let him see her in that state. My mind couldn't comprehend what to do. Either one had a bad consequence.I leaned against the wall, trying to calm down, but those decisions still stayed on the back of my mind.
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I don't think Russia actually like this, just to let you know.I'm sorry for making Russia the evil guy, I love him, but I wanted drama.Honestly, I make up this story as I go. I started off the chapter with them being caught but ended with Gilbert having to make a decision. I know this is a bit risky for me to doing this, but hey, go big or go home(I'm sorry if you don't like this type of stuff, but it's not going to be too far, I swear)I hope you're liking the drama! I know I am!
~Leah
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