The Professor and I

7| Trapped

Rayne Washington

I was laying down on the bed, full of thoughts.

How did I get here? Shouldn't I be happy?

Stuck in between two worlds.

"Up so early?" Bryce said looking in the mirror putting his tie on.

"Just excited." I lied. How could I possibly marry someone, especially after sleeping with my professor twice,and I certainly don't think that will be the last.

I went into the bathroom and washed my face then got into the shower.

I was in the shower for about 30 minutes, I got out while wrapping the towel around my torso and went into my room to put lotion and deodorant on.

I decided to wear a cute sweater dress with some black leggings, and i was going to wear my hair down.

I was going to take my car today, just because I want to be home soon as possible.

When I got to school Brandon was talking to some loudsy art kids from his class.

"Brandon!" I bit down on my lip and walked towards him,

"Rayne!" He replied with the same energy.

"I have something huge to tell you."I began to bite down on my nails.

"I'm listening." he walked up to me fully.

"S-so m-me and Bryce are kind of engaged now." I just waited on his response.

"Oop. Are you like pregnant or something? Spill more beans, bitch!" He mouth was a "O" shape.

I popped him. "Not pregnant, but he proposed in front of my parents and his, at some damn fancy restaurant." I whispered intensely.

He nodded his head. "Well, how do you feel?"

I was hesitant to answer. "I feel like this is all happening to fast."Brandon shook his head. "We're going out to celebrate." he said.

"I can't. I'm supposed to meet Bryce back home."I looked down at the ground.

"Then he's coming too." Brandon walked off to class.

I went to class as normal.

When I walked into my last hour Spencer wasn't in the class yet.

I followed my normal routine and took my seat.

"I'll make sure to look into it Ms.Thomas." Spencer came in, walking in front of some blonde who appears to be in our class.

His pace in his walk, looked as if he was tired from something.

What the fuck? Wait why am I worried, i have a sexy fiance at home. You also have a fine professor breathing the same air as you.

I shook my head and began to go back into my studies.

I took a few glances at Spencer and he looked tense.

Maybe a blowjob would make him feel better.

Seriously. what's wrong with me.

Everyone immediately started leaving the room soon the final bell ranged.

I was rushing and my things slipped out of my hand.

Shit. Not now.

I quickly started gathering my things off the floor.

I was grabbing the last of it when I saw a pair of shoes in front of me.

"It's fine, I got- "

"Hmm, he's a lucky man to be marrying you."Spencer said handing me my notebook.

I quickly got up.

"Yeah, I guess" I didn't make eye contact with him.

"Congratulations," he looked like he forced that out.

I nodded my head and was going to walk out until I felt a hand connected around my wrist.

"I hope you're happy." he walked away.

I don't know why, but I felt sadness overcoming me.

I stormed out of there before he could look at me again.

You're ok. You have a party to attend to

I immediately drove home and entered my apartment.

"Bryce. You here?" I scoped out the apartment putting down my keys and bag.

I walked into my room , so that I could take off of my heels, and that's when I heard the shower running.

I started getting undressed and headed towards the bathroom.

I opened the shower door and kissed on Bryce wet back.

"Didn't hear you walk in." I could feel a smile across his face.

"Party tonight with Brandon." he turned around to look down at me.

"He knows?" He stared into my eyes.

"Yeah, so get ready." I kissed him.

After a little talking with Bryce he finally got ready in something casual and I just put on a short dress.

We walked to the car and I could feel Bryce staring at my eyes. He opened the car door and I got in.

When we got to the club Bryce looked as if he was forced to do this.

"C'mon," I said pulling on his arm.

"Can't you see that I am ,Rayne." he chuckled.

We entered the club and spotted Brandon had a boy arm wrapped around his shoulder.

He noticed us standing there.

"Bryce, Rayne this is Chuck. Chuck this is Bryce and Rayne, the soon to be married couple." he said with a smile.

"I need a drink." I muttered.

"We all do." Brandon said following after me.

We sat at the bar and ordered a few drinks.

"So.. since Rayne doesn't want to tell me. What did you and her do that was so important a couple nights back?" Brandon brow frowned. "What?"

THIS MORON.

"We're here to party, not question." I took a sip of my strawberry daiquiri.

Bryce got up and pulled me on the dance floor.

"What are you doing? " I laughed into his chest.

"Dancing with a beauty," he kissed on my forehead.

"Stop." I looked the other way and held a smile that was buried away with sadness.

I saw that blonde that was from my class being harassed by a guy.

I was still waiting for Bryce to get back from the bathroom and Brandon and Chuck were too busy flirting. I ran to her and the guy.

"Back off dude." I said getting infront of the blonde.

"Who the hell are you?" I flinched at his breath.

"Word of advice. Before you even try to speak to a lady, make sure your teeth is well brushed." I added a grin on my face.

"You little bitch!" He raised his hand up at me.

"I wouldn't do that if I was you." A familiar deep voice said behind the harasser.