Taming Otto

The last straw

The tables now seemingly turned, Dr. Octavius continues to glance at the clock anxiously. His arms writing equation after equation for him as his eyes bounce between you and the clock.

*bell rings*
"Okay class that's it for today. This is your final warning about the assignment due to me on Monday. I want physical copies on my desk before class begins."

Dr. Octavius turns to the board. Two arms erasing the chalk equations, one packing his bag, and the other slips you a note.

Ludman Hall, 4th floor, room 417, 15minutes, I shall join you shortly

As the last students leave the lecture hall, he turns his head around, ensuring you read the note, and his eyes motion to the door. You smile at him, place the note in your pocket, pick up your bags and leave for Ludman Hall.

It's happening! Today's the day!

You can barely contain your calm outward demeanor as you walk through the halls. You want him all over you more than anything.

*incoming call: Uncle*

Ah shit here we go, like f*cking clockwork

Y/n: Hey uncle

Uncle: Ah good to see my calls are important to you again y/n. Listen, I wanted to apologize for how I acted on our last call. You were right. It's only the first week and I'm afraid I've put too much on you.

Wait what?! I'm sorry am I dreaming right now?

Y/n: Wow well I was not expecting that. Thank you for apologizing. I'm here to learn and I--

Uncle: Oh that's not quite what I meant. I know you're being responsible about your leisurely activities but your obligation to report to me about Octavius has not changed

Well, that didn't last long. I should have known better than to ever believe he could be capable of being sincere.

Y/n: Why do I have to do this?! Why can't you get someone else to spy on him? You just can't leave you dirty nose out of my business can you? I love you uncle but this scheme will not continue. When you call, I will NOT be discussing Dr. Octavius, end of story.

Uncle: I am extremely disappointed in you. If you want to continue to live in comfort, and if you still want my financial support, because god knows you need it, you WILL update me on Monday. I have to go to my meeting now. You better think long and hard about what you want to do because trust me y/n, I can pull the plug and have you on the street in a matter of hours.

He hangs up on you, stripping away any hope you had of changing his mind about Otto. He will NEVER understand! I'm so royally f*cked! I'm going to lose everything if I don't report to him. I thought maybe I could push back and prolong the inevitable just a LITTLE longer! F*CK!

By the time you arrive at Ludman Hall, your face is soaked with your tears. How are you going to explain yourself when you're forced to drop out or move?! You can't afford housing and classes, it's one or the other.

You decide to call bff/n, they live about 20 minutes away from campus so not only would you not have to pay for the campus housing, your uncle wouldn't be able to find out where you went since it wouldn't be an on campus transfer.

bff/n: heyyy I thought you had forgotten about me

y/n: forget you?! never! Things just got really crazy with my uncle and I've been busy trying to balance his bullsh*t and all this work for my courses.

bff/n: I'm just giving you a hard time girl, are you okay? You sound like you've been crying.

Y/n: Listen I called cause to put it lightly, I'm about to lose everything and I am freaking the f*ck out! My uncle is about to cut me off! Bff/n I can only afford housing or classes and he pays for BOTH! That was the deal as long as I kept my grades up. I hate to ask because I know you don't have much room but-

bff/n: oh shut up! You can come live with me if anything happens. OOH! We can go to Ikea again and look for a futon for you! And we can commute together so you don't have to walk miles to get to class! I'll have it ready for you just in case. We will make it work, try not to worry until you KNOW it's happening.

y/n: You are the best! I'll help pay for groceries or anything else you need from me. You're a life saver!

bff/n: I'm your best friend, it's kinda my job. I kid of course! Listen I gotta go but promise you'll call more?

y/n: Of course! love you!

Okay, that's one part of the crisis averted. Now I can focus on what's important: Otto. But how am I going to tell him we can't see each other the way we get to now?!

You decide to think on it while you walk to his office.