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Pairing: Wilhemina Venable x Fem Reader

Author's note: If you like this story I recommend you read Wilhemina (behind her eyes) by espionagewriter, and if we're lucky she'll update her book, because I really need her to update, I literally got hooked from the first chapter. If you read her story please comment it's coming from my account...bye

Word count:720

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Mina Pov.

I haven't heard from T/n for two weeks, she doesn't go to university, every time I call her she sends me straight to the mailbox and she doesn't receive my messages. At first I thought she was ill, but then the rumours of what supposedly happened to her started, everyone noticed her absence from the beginning and it all went downhill from there.

I find myself in front of his house and a part of me is afraid of what might happen.

Before I can knock on the door, it opens to reveal a middle-aged woman, blue-eyed, blonde, a few centimetres taller than me.

-Hello, what do you need?- her voice seems to be bathed in honey and she flashes a soft smile.

-I'm looking for Y/n.- I tighten my grip on my cane.

-May I know who you are?- before he can answer, a voice from inside is heard.

-Who's here?- loud enough to be heard.

-A girl is here looking for you.

-Let her come in.

-All right, Mildred will come to see you when she gets home from work,- leaving room for her to enter, -up the stairs to the right- she says before leaving.

It's not the first time I've been in this place and I must admit that just now I feel like I'm bursting in. As I enter, the image I am confronted with makes my breath catch in my throat.

-Hello dear

Y/n is bedridden with one leg in a cast and wounds covering part of her body.

-What happened?- asked barely in a whisper.

-I had an accident, my car was completely destroyed but at least I'm still alive- laughing at the end.

-Why didn't you tell me?- feeling my eyes fill with tears.

-They barely let me out of the hospital- patting the bed.

-I wish I had known- remembering that the last time we spoke he said he was going out of town.

-There was no way you could have known, I was lucky one of the nurses recognised me.

-I knew something was wrong and I waited two weeks to come and see you- being wrapped in his arms.

-The only thing that matters is that you're here now- leaving a soft kiss on my lips.

I chase his lips for more, I wasn't going to fucking college and putting up with a bunch of assholes for two weeks just for a simple kiss.

Her lips parted slightly, allowing me access to her mouth, fighting for dominance and hers won. I feel her bite my bottom lip before I feel her tongue brush against the other. Our foreheads together as we catch our breath, as we open our eyes her gaze is bathed in love.

-I missed you so much- relaxing into her arms.

-I missed you too, love.

We end up lying with my head on his chest, one of his arms around me as he runs one of his hands through my hair. From the beginning I thought college would suck, since my life was horrible and I never imagined it would be any different, but then I met Y/n, everything about her captivated me and it took a year for something to happen between us.

-What are you thinking about?- without stopping her movement.

-The university sucks if you're not there- getting up from my place so I could see her.

-Don't worry, I'll be back soon- placing her hand on my cheek, -The university didn't tell you anything?

-No, a man just showed up and started teaching your class- frowning at the memory of the substitute, -he sucks at teaching and I'm sure no one is understanding.

Making her laugh but her expression changes to one of pain.

-Are you all right?

-I may have broken a few ribs- flashing a soft smile.

-Oh, let me take it off- trying to pull away making her grip get tighter.

-No, it's ok

-But I don't want to hurt you- struggling to get away.

-You don't... would you like to stay? -I feel my heart clench.

-Of course I want to- flashing the biggest smile.

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-Good morning class- says Y/n entering the classroom.

-We are going to do a little feedback, open your books on the last subject we have left,- sitting down at his desk.

I feel my cheeks heat up as I see him wink at me, before he starts the class.

When I walked in I never thought I would fall in love with my teacher, let alone have her reciprocate my feelings.

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This work was done in order to promote a story that interested me, at no time am I stealing someone else's work and I'm only trying to make another writer's story famous. If you think I'm stealing someone else's idea chinga tu madre