Chapter 12

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Don't fall

A week has passed since the punishment. My back is healing, again. And Ms Venable has not joined me in the library. To be honest,I was a little disappointed but I shouldn't be. And I didn't talk to her either because well she hit me.

After dinner, I decided that I was going to read as always.
About 30 minutes later, I heard Ms Venable coming which was a first since the incident.

" Good Evening Ms Y/L/N "

" Evening "

" Someone is still pissed "

" and I think I have every right to be " I replied harshly

" Careful Ms Y/L/N, unless you want to have alone time with me again."

What is it suppose to mean ? Why is that hot ? I'm clearly insane for thinking that of this woman

She sat in front me as ever, leaning her cane against the couch.
I wonder why she always has this cane, I mean apart for nesting people with it.
I must've been staring at her because she says " Everything alright ?"

" Yes sorry I zoned out " and I went back to my book

There was a comfortable silence.

Minutes had passed and I suddenly had a boost of confidence and dared to ask her THE question.

" Ms Venable, can I ask you a question ?"

" You just did it " she says

I stare at her and she nods

" Why are you so mean to people ? I mean why do you need to hurt them ? " I asked carefully and caring

She stood up and I did the same

" I'm sorry it wasn't meant to be mean just-"

As she wanted to walk away quickly, clearly not comfortable with my question, she let her cane fall and loose her balance. Everything happened so quickly and as I was already standing, my first reaction was to grab her, my right hand taking her left and my other resting on her waist to stabilize her. We looked at each other for two seconds and I didn't know what to do. In these two seconds, I felt the softness of her hand and the warmth of her breath. And I quickly became aware of the way we were standing, with my hand on her hips !! I was sure she had her balance back so I took my hand off her hip while still holding her hand to be sure she doesn't fall, and I grab her cane and headed back to her. She looked at me for a second, grabbed her cane and left as fast as she could.

Why am I feeling like this ? Why am I thinking of the way holding her hand made me feel ?
Of course, I couldn't concentrate anymore so I went to my room and got ready for bed.

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