It's between me and you

Chapter 26

In the morning, Elena woke up with the feeling that someone was tearing her head apart from the inside. It took a fraction of a second to recognize her own room, and much longer to remember how she got here.

She was wearing yesterday's clothes, and Ira was not with her, which meant that friends had not arrived together. Elena vaguely remembered how Ledger offered to take her home, but what happened next was in a dense fog. Even coffee didn't help dispel it. Some snippets that did not want to link into a chain of events. It seemed that Andrew really drove her home and... left? Just like that?

Elena dialed Ira, but there was no answer. She was probably still asleep. She better not be with Stas, or Elena would kill her. She didn't want any more students spreading rumors about her friend having sex with everyone.

After taking a shower and wrapping herself in a warm bathrobe, Elena made herself a second cup of coffee and sat down on the couch. Why on Earth she played billiards with Ledger? Another attempt to show him that the guy really did hold himself too high proved to be a failure. No longer did the student seem so easy to her. All those qualities, gradually coming to the surface in front of the girl, revealed the cocky student from a completely different side. The memories of how he skillfully tricked her around the finger yesterday during the game, strangely evoked an involuntary smile.

Hey, enough.

Elena shook her head and pushed the remote button to distract herself. Thoughts of the oligarch's son had been occupying too much of her time lately. And the girl strongly disliked it, even though she understood that she had an attraction to this guy. A contradictory attraction to someone who caused hatred, which was transformed into the unknown feeling. She checked her phone for missed calls for some reason. Once she even wanted to dial the number of Andrew and demand to restore the events of the last night, but quickly dismissed the crazy idea.

She only hoped she hadn't embarrassed herself too much by getting drunk. There wasn't much beer, though. Probably just tiredness brought to this result. Tiredness and an unexpected loss.

On Saturday Andrew went to the racetrack and lost for the first time.

Shamefully, he came second. To cheer him up, Vika tried to drag him into her car and repeat their one-time hookup, but Andrew was not tempted by such a prospect. He was tired of fucking the doormats. Especially those who were capable of lying under him now, and yesterday, perhaps, under the one with whom he had to race today at the track.

Nate moved out with his parents, and the house, alive for twenty-four hours, sank back into its usual oppressive silence. Ledger spent Sunday morning in the gym, taking out on the bag what had been bothering him for two days. Doubts took root, poisoning the guy more and more with thoughts that the thing he was going to do tomorrow would be fundamentally wrong. He could even imagine Elena's face when a river of shit poured out in her direction.

Laughs and jokes. It is possible, even more likely, that she will hold firm and the maximum she will do is to give him an icy look and leave the classroom forever. After such an embarrassment, it is unlikely that she would be able to return and look the students in the faces. She is, after all, the right one. Morals, principles and all that stuff. And then he will never see her again.

Life will return to its former routine, and the rumor that he drove a splinter out of the college will fly around every group, and after that hardly anyone will dare to speak out against Ledger and his rules. They'll walk around like mice, afraid to even lift their heads. The perfect outcome of events, perfect... No more licked tail, looks full of hatred and contempt, a half-smile of triumph and nerves to tame the bitch. The world would become familiar, and he would quickly forget about such a system failure as the unforeseen teacher.