Her Teacher

Chapter 22

Stepping out of the car I told the cab driver to wait, I thought he would complain but I guess he realized the situation was not normal or he just needed to collect some juicy story he can share with his family back home.

They didn't even acknowledge my existence as I approached them slowly then standing at a good enough distance that I can hear them.

"You knew who I was yet you blackmailed me." Clarke's voice was dry and cut. "All that so that you can satisfy your sadist nature." Am I thinking what I am thinking?

No Lexa, that's ridiculous.

"Oh please I wasn't serious, I was going to return everything to normal after I found out how far you can go." My mother's body leaning closer, her breast pressed against.... "I just wanted you to find out what your wife was doing...oops...ex-wife. And there was no way I could allow you to be with my daughter when I knew she was innocent. You..." her voice trailed off as her gaze fell on me. Clarke tilted her head in my direction and let out a series of f-bombs."

"Mom?" my eyes failing to focus as they pulled apart from each other. This is not what I needed, I thought I could just come here and relax, forget about Clarke.

"I'm leaving." Clarke said out loud, her sad gaze fell on me but there was no emotion, only ice wall blocking me from the outside.

Letting her walk five steps before I ran after her, honestly I am making a fool out of myself but I can't help the way I feel about her. Whatever happened between her and my mother is in the past, plus it looked like she was blindsided about something.

Which I will find out later but right now.

Clarke is on my mind.

"What did I do to you?" her shoulders tensed. Turning around like a robot. "Look I'm maybe young, and don't have much experience, nor do I have anything to give you but I am not an idiot." Tears clouding my sight. My voice was shaking.

I was upset with her, my mother and myself.

Warm hands were placed on my shoulder and I shook them of.

"Lexa we've gone through this, you're 17, what future can we possibly have." The future? Do we need to talk about it now, today...can't it wait, I mean that's why it's called the future, it's not here yet. She runs a hand in her hair, glances at my mother behind me then back at me. "This will never work. I'm sorry, you're a nice person and you don't deserve me, what you need is to focus on yourself, have fun like a teen you are."

Now the tears were pouring carelessly. "No" shaking my head, I then realized my feet felt like they were being held down because I couldn't move towards her. "No, you keep throwing all these excuses at me for yourself...I like you very much...see I know what I want but you don't."

I must look like a mess. Snort coming out of my nose, face red, eyes...well you can't even see my eyes through the tears.

"Lexa I like you," she sighs heavily. "Maybe in another life."

After meeting Clarke there is no way I can see myself without her. I think I fell for her without knowing. And now my heart is cut open.

"But all I want is you." I don't know if she could even understand the words coming out of my mouth for they were breaking.

She stepped closer wrapping me in a hug. I think I messed her white top. I wanted to hold her forever but she pulled away or maybe mom and the security pulled me away as I cried a river on her. Nothing was clear any more.

I allowed myself to sink in the empty feeling inside me.

Her fingers slipped from me and I completely lost it. Seriously I needed to be told that I wore my heart on my sleeve before I went to akadia. Watching Clarke step into her car and drive off was tormenting. I didn't even know how I ended up inside the house.

And that's how everything fell apart from me, I went back to grandma, continued with life but was too deep to realize that my grades were drowning or maybe I knew and just didn't care after Clarke I was self-distort, not intentionally.

Life sucked to be fair.