Dr. Arrogant and Mr. Vanity (Slowly Editing)

Chapter Eighteen: Will Get's Angry

I got to Will’s house a little before five. Why? Because Will gets out of work at five and it would give me enough time to talk to his mother alone. I was going to put all of my cards out on the table. I think that’s the phrase – um – I’m not too sure. Anyways, I would confront her. Her hitting on me had to stop. It had surpassed the acceptable level. I mean a compliment here and there was fine but the groping and eye-fucking had to stop. I’m in love with Will. She had to know that she and I were never ever happening.

So, I knocked on the door at about quarter to five and she opened the door, of course.

“Emilio – What a pleasant surprise!?” she said ushering me inside. “Is Will on his way home early?”

“No, I actually came over so you and I can talk for a little,” I replied walking into the living room. “I don’t know how to say this but – “

“You just hold that thought,” she interjected walking upstairs. I sighed as I sat on the couch. Why did she go upstairs? Did she have some medicine that she needed to take or something? I just wanted to get this awkward conversation over with.

I glanced at the clock as I waited for her. Five minutes had already past.

“Emilio,” she said. I glanced up to see her wearing bright red lingerie. I blinked a few times in shock. This was not real life. This was not happening. I glanced at the floor quickly.

“Oh deu meu,” I exclaimed in embarrassment. “Mrs. Klein! Please put some clothes on.”

“You don’t have to pretend anymore Emilio,” she said moving towards me. “Will won’t be home for another fifteen minutes or so. We’ll have to make it quick.”

“I think you’ve misunderstood,” I tried to explain. “I’m in love with Will. I’m not interested in you at all.”

“It’s fine Emilio,” she said in a sultry voice. “The heart wants what the heart wants. My heart wants a piece of you.”

“Oh my god! I’m Will’s boyfriend,” I said trying to move quickly away from her but she had me cornered. I backed up into the couch, falling on to it. Before I could get up, she was already on top of me. She was going to rape me. I cringed as she tried to kiss me.

Just as I thought all hope was lost, the sound of footsteps echoed throughout the house.

“Mom,” Will began. “Emilio?”

Will’s mother hopped off of me as I scurried up to my feet. Will’s face burned a beet red color, as he stared at me. I could tell he was pissed.

“Will,” I began but he cut me off completely.

“Don’t Emilio!” he said in an assertive voice. I went silent quickly. Will was actually scaring me a great deal. I didn’t know he could be so commanding.

“Mom! Put some clothes on now,” he continued running his fingers through his hair.

“William, I can explain,” his mother tried but Will wasn’t having it.

“Don’t bother,” he said putting a hand up. “I’ve had a fucking stressful day and you are the last person that I want to even speak to. This is why I was alone for four fucking years, so I wouldn’t have to come home and deal with crap.”

Will’s mother walked straight upstairs as I stayed on the couch. I was afraid to move a muscle. William might just bite my head off if I did. So I sat there as he walked over to me. He slapped me in the face - hard I might add - I was in such shock I didn’t even have time to react.

“What was that for?” I asked clutching my cheek. “I was a victim. You don’t honestly think I would willing want your mother in a sexual way.”