My Obsessor and My Teacher

Chapter 4- The First Provocation

Emily: Yeah, I do. Enough for me to disappear from your sight Sanchez, really? Am I gossip news to you now? *he had been looking so I got into the confusion, nervously crossed my arms

Mr Sanchez: It's what?

Emily: don't play dumb, you know what you did!

Mr Sanchez: of course Emily, I'm sorry I'm going to be your fortune teller now *I got a bitter expression on my face and decided to be straight with him*

Emily: Why did you mention my family to the other teachers?

Mr Sanchez: wait, you're telling me that this was the worrying reason that led you to run away from me yesterday* he didn't care about my question he just called because that was the reason for not meeting him*

Emily: what? You don't care if I would allow or not to expose my life to those people, you're just interested in having a conversation with me, you know? That's mediocre of you Sanchez!

Mr Sanchez: Why would I comment on your fucking life to 50 people who are interacting all the time in this place Emily? Do you really think I detailed your regret for them? *I realize I screwed up a lot by remembering that the teacher didn't understand what really happened to me, so that proves he was right*

Emily: oh my, *I bring my hand to my face rubbing it nervously* ok...you're right... forgive me I wasn't ok ok? I know you didn't do that to harm me something like that... *he had interrupted me*

Mr Sanchez: what the hell would I think about doing that to a student, shit whoever it is, which made her think I wanted to fuck her with it* I notice her inappropriate language and get annoyed by it*

Emily: hey hey hey can you talk to me properly, I'm not your colleague here, the meaning ''fuck her'' doesn't make any sense here * he gives me a weird suspicious look and I realize that again I said nonsense and shut up*

Mr Sanchez: ahn Emily what are you implying? *I tried to think of something to get away from it*

Emily: nothing!... I must be kind of lost and I end up saying things without feeling* I hold my arms and can't keep my eyes on him he wasn't silly and he noticed something wrong*

Mr Sanchez: That wasn't convincing, don't you have anything to say to me? * he was an acceptable distance between us but wanted to break it and try to get closer and i clearly didn't accept that

Emily: I already said no! * I look back with everything this time and now with certain tears accumulated, he soon see that I didn't want that conversation anymore because something had clicked about it *

Mr Sanchez: Emily

Emily: our conversation ends here Sanchez* I start to get my things to leave until he stops me putting his hand with all his strength on top of them, he had come closer to me and I could smell a kind of peculiar smell of some drink alcohol in his overcoat, but not being able to smell it on his breath, it looks like he tried to disguise the smell with some cheap perfume, but to no avail.

Mr Sanchez: whatever you thought or did, there's still time to accept that invitation...* he looked at me with certainty and without regrets about the consequences that could come*

Emily: first I don't want to imagine that I'm drunk in the morning, second I already said I don't want to see you and third maybe a more woody perfume makes your smell unbearable *my tears dried up and a force inside me told me to say that without any fear *

Mr Sanchez: the fourth and my answer...* he had his cold gaze still managed to give a small smile without changing his expressions*

Emily: I could tell you to go to shit, but as I'm a student maybe this role wouldn't fit well here, as does your alcoholism Sanchez *I made him shut up, I couldn't even believe I made it*