I Wish I Could Unlove You

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POV: Larissa Weems

(Larissa being a lil simp)

She wasn't just Nevermore's first Normie teacher, she was the first person who made me feel things I've never felt before. Other than my roommate from when I went to this very school, she will stay unnamed. 

She's just a college, nothing more than a simple work companion, I am her boss. Though I wish she was something more. To me she's something more, but to her, I am nothing. I try to keep my cool when I am around her but, it's just so hard when you're so pretty to look at. I try to push these feelings down, block out any feelings that escape the vault in my head. I should have left, but the way you look up at me, It's like an addicts high. It's no lie, you've been on my mind like a drug. I pine for the taste of your lips, and for your sweet scent to fill my nostrils. I've been losing sleep at the thought of what we could never be. I wish you would sip on my body like its red wine, I am sitting pretty hoping that you'll stay the night. If you say you want me, I could make you mine, you know I want you right. You're the one I am thinking about all day and night. I tried to move on, but it never seemed right, and it broke my heart a few times. Tell me everything you never said out loud, on my bedroom floor until we pass out. You can take anything you want from me, just wrap your arms around my body. I've been through every emotion, and right now I am sad and broken. I hope I cross your mind, since for me it happens all the time.

I was more busy than usual, I was running around like a chicken with my head cut off trying to tie up loose ends. Having a new student who causes chaos everywhere she goes can be quite a handful. Not to mention the murders that have been happening. It was just one more thing to add to my very busy schedule. I was so distracted trying to get to one place than to the other that I was paying attention to what was going on right in front of me. I was glancing down at the many papers I had in hand when I bumped into something or someone. I quickly looked up to see Ms. Thornhill kneeling down to pick up the papers I must have knocked out of her hands.

"Oh my, Ms. Thornhill I am so sorry" I Blurted out. I kneeled in front of the smaller woman to help her with the papers she dropped. She looked up to me while nudging her glasses by the bottom of the frame back up to their usual spot, then immediately darted her vision back down to the papers.

"It's quite alright, Principal Weems" she smiled back at me. "It's all happened to one of us one time or another".

I gently handed her the papers I had picked up, she took them from mine with her fingers gently caressing over mine. That one small touch sent shivers down my spine, and made my cheeks burn red. We both stood back up to meet each other's gaze. "Just make sure to keep watch of where you are going next time" She giggled. At this point my heart began to race and I began to feel the butterflies fluttering around my stomach, if only this woman knew what she was doing to me.

"I will" I smiled back trying not to make it obvious that I was blushing at her words. Without another word I walked past her trying to get back on track of what I was supposed to be doing. I walk back to my Office replaying the whole scenario in my mind, with a smile spread across my lips, blush burning at my cheeks and a heart full of warmth.  

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