When Mrs. Infamous Loved The Masochist... (BOOK 2)

Chapter 65

Carina's POV

The start of April was approaching, which meant we'd be midway into the semester and I still have my Public Speaking professor trying to fail me. I did not need this now because if he ended up filling me for this school year, I'd have to take this course again which I really don't want to since it will halt my progress at this school. I had no choice but to head to the dean's office after all of my classes were done for today, to inform them about my professor's behavior towards me for the entire time I've been taking his class and how it was affecting my record. After hearing everything and taking everything under consideration, the dean told me that they would move this issue to the school president in hopes that he might do something about the issue so I could continue to study and succeed without any inconvenience. I thanked them for doing everything they could to help me out, they nodded and smiled as they expressed how important it is to them that all students study with little to no issues.

When I headed to work after, I was thinking about how my complaint towards my Public Speaking professor might result. I usually expect the worst to prevent myself from being disappointed, but this was one time I didn't want to expect the worst. If I don't get this issue resolved in the way I need it to, I don't know if I could continue going to a school where a professor was able to fail students because of their own prejudice. The thought really stressed me out because for years, I've been waiting to attend this school to work toward the career I want. If it ends up all being for naught, I would feel so shitty believing I couldn't even get through half my school career because of a dispute I wanted no part of when I did what I needed to do last year. I only ever did this for myself since no one before I came here really believed in me, but would people I know now be disappointed if I ended up having to drop out of college even after being so committed to it?

At the end of the day, Ryan gave me my paycheck and then asked me, "Carina, you doing okay? You look a little worn out." I looked up and was surprised my mood was reflected in my expression. I rubbed my eyes and said to Ryan, "Oh, um, yeah, I'm okay. Just tired is all, nothing to worry about." He raised a brow and told me, "You sure? I know you're great at your job, but it's perfectly okay to take a day or two off from working to give yourself some time." I smiled at him and told him, "Thanks, Ryan. But I'm good for now, just exhausted from today. I'll see you next week." Ryan nodded and waved at me as I walked out of his office and outside the store. I headed towards my car and began to drive back home. When I got there, I parked the car but didn't get out immediately. Instead I took a few minutes to consider the possibilities of my future and if I was still capable of earning my success with or without a degree. I'm sure there's nothing I can't do, but I was still hoping to do something that involves music. Otherwise, I'd be miserable with anything else I'd try doing and I wanted to feel proud of what I do for a living.

Remington's POV

While doing the dishes around the evening waiting for Carina come home from work, I finally heard the door open to see my sweet angel walk through it and look exhausted as she threw her bag on the floor and flop on the couch. I smiled to myself as I asked, "Long day?" I heard her sigh and exclaim in an aggravated tone, "You have NO IDEA. My professors never understand what goes on in my life and so it pisses me off when they give us extra assignments. I feel like they're torturing me and I just want to die sometimes so I don't have to deal with it." I laughed a little as I was finishing up the last of the dishes and turned off the faucet in the sink. I dried my hands with a towel and joked, "But if you were dead, who else will they torture with a shit ton of...?" I stopped talking after realizing Carina literally fell asleep on the couch in a fetal position. I could hear her breathing as I kneeled down and smiled to myself. She looked so tired and spent, I put my arms under her carefully as to not wake her up, and carried her off of the couch to bring her to our bed and lay her down gently while covering her with a blanket.

Looking at her sleep peacefully, she just looked so beautiful with her face relaxed and her hair all over the place, I couldn't help but lean down and plant a small kiss on her forehead. I was about to walk away to let her rest, but then I felt something hold me back and I turned to see Carina was holding my wrist and preventing me from leaving her. I raised a brow as I returned close to her and asked, "Well, what's this?" Her eyes were still closed, but she asked me half-asleep, "Cuddle with me? Please?" I bit my lip as I admired just how adorable my angel was and gave in to her request, "Okay, my beautiful angel. Anything for you." I could see her open her eyes and finally smiling up at me with a small blush on her cheeks. She gave me some room on the bed and then I climbed in and laid next to her, she didn't hesitate to snuggle up close to me and rest her head on my chest and under my chin. I grinned as I held her close and caressed her back soothingly, feeling her calm breathing on my chest. Kissing her soft and sweet-smelling red hair on her head, I would give up everything I own if I could make this calm and peaceful moment between us last from now until the end of time.