The Landlord

eighteen - therapy

It's monday again and I made sure to get up early, I don't want to be late anymore. I refused the car service of Gregory since I am still quite traumatized of what happened last time. Although I said that I would meet him in lunch so we could have lunch together. Right now I'm sitting in the school shed doing nothing. I still can't accept that I am brokenhearted because of a woman who didn't really care about my emotions. Like, I cried because of a person who  doesn't care about listening to other but only to herself. She's a woman of literal pride yet I still chose her. That's how stupid and fragile I am.

"Hey, detention princess!" Oh, speaking of the devil. "Ms. Thornhill commanded me to find you. She wants you in her office now." he told me.

"Kidding?"

He playfully rolled his eyes, "I'm serious! Halifu building, 5th floor. You'll find her there."

My jaw dropped upon hearing it.

"The same with Principal Weems?!" I unbelievably asked.

He nodded, "Ms. Thornhill is the head of student affairs, that's why I'm scared for you though."

"Wow, thanks for sharing." I also rolled my eyes because he made me nervous. "I still owe you lunch though. Don't forget!" I reminded him.

"Why would I forget? Free lunch is the best lunch!"

I gave him a fistbump before I sprint. The overthinking phase that I have right now while running is beyond reasonable. Did I do something wrong? Or did they notice that Larissa and I have that something before? I kept running to prevent my mind but I think I'm just giving myself a heart attack in a few minutes. After some running competition with my sould, I've finally reached the fifth floor. Next time Larissa, try to have an elevator in school. Thank you.

I slowly walked in the hallway to read the titles in the door. I am really praying in heaven to not see Larissa in this moment because I swear, I would kneel and bawl out.

And here it is...The Office of Student Affairs.

I was about to knock but someone from the other end of the hallway opened the door. It is from Principal Weems' office revealing...

Florence Stevens?

She saw me immediately when she went out. She walked towards me while she gives me an irritating smirk.

I hate her.

"Oops—" she stopped infront of me when she purposely dropped her handkerchief. "Oh God, my handkerchief is so wet." she glanced at me since she saw that I was staring at her. "Ms. Beischel, weird to see you here."  she was sweating all over her face and it makes me think of unpleasant thoughts.

Why would she go out from Principal Weems' office in the first place? Second, why is she sweating so much? Third, even her handkerchief is wet. Fourth, I hate her in everything that she does!

"Likewise. Weird to see you sweating." I backfired on her.

"The hell would you care?"  she utters sarcastically.

"Then me going here is also none of your business." I winked at her which made her furious. I saw how irritated she got. Well-deserved.

"On second thought, I feel like you would care why I was with Principal Weems." she moved closer to me while she plays with her wet handkerchief.

I know deep inside that I was triggered with what she is doing right now. I know I am fragile but I cannot let myself not conceal my emotions. I know I'm weak but I will never show it, especially with her.