The Professor and I

27| The tape

Rayne Washington

I silently creeped into the house. Bryce should be asleep by now. So I don't have to face him asking why I l-

"Rayne." His voice seemed off. Like it was holding no emotion.

I walked into the bedroom and saw him sitting at the table, with a glass of whiskey, that was half empty. A VR player sat beside the tv and the tv facing directly our way.

"Sit down." he ordered.

I looked down and began to tug at my shirt as I nervously sat down.

"I thought you were-" he interrupted. "Asleep?" A dark chuckle came from out of his mouth.

I was scared... Something seemed off.

"I'm just curious. How long have you been fucking your professor?" He got up and started to rub his chin hard, until it turned red.

Can this day get any worse?

I started to tear up. How does he know..

"How'd you know?" I bit into my bottom lip.

"Well. There was a knock at the door and you were nowhere to be seen, so I opened the door. It was strange that this tape was left at the door." He held the tape and looked at it, before inserting it in the DVD player."

Sweat fell off of my hands and I began to rub my hand on my shirt.

The tape started playing and Bryce sat in front of the tv.

"This is my favorite part." He stared directly into the tv. And there I stood, in that fucking room, against the wall...

"This is mines. All fucking mines." he repeated after the tape. I couldn't help but cry. I never wanted him to find out this way. I knew someone had seen us. But yet sat there, recorded it.

He started to knock everything down in the room. Letting the rage take over.

"I never wanted you to find out this way.." I forced out.

"The bad thing is. I knew you were cheating. I just moved out the way and let you do your thing. I thought that you were fucking some stranger, but the stranger was fucking Kingston. The guy that was set to murder you!" I could see the pain in his eyes, and that made me feel worse.

"Do you love him?" His voice grew cold again.

I didn't want to answer him. It would only hurt him more.

"Bryce." I warned.

"You do.. you have feelings for him" He stalked closer to me.

"Don't do this." I said again in a low-tone voice.

There was nothing left to do. It's been over between us for months. That was clear. I decided it was time I leave.

I slipped my engagement ring off and placed it on the nightstand.

"I'll leave. I'll never bother you again."

I started to walk towards the door.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" He grabbed me by my arm.

"I'm leaving. It's clear there is nothing here, anymore." I tried to escape out of his hold.

"So you could go back to him? No. He do not love you. I love you, Rayne." His voice cracked a bit.

"You can't stop me. This is clearly not working. You saw everything. Why do you still want to be with me?!" I looked into his dark eyes, that held anger.

"I love you, and I'll always love you. So therefore I cannot let you go. If you try to leave me, I'll head to the school broad and show them this tape of you and your professor affair, and that will be the end of him" My heart dropped. Was he really blackmailing me. Brcye wouldn't ever do that. Not the Brcye I knew since kids. He wouldn't even harm a fly.

"You can't do that. You wouldn't." My voice cracked.

"I would, sweetheart. And if you're father thinks he's going to use you to get to me, he's got another thing coming. I'll also be leaving his company. I'm tired of your family always trying to fuck me over. His reputation is going down. He will soon be nothing. I'm going to ruin him, how he tried to ruin me." He seethed.

"Why are you doing this?" I started to cry.

"Inheritance." He chuckled humorously.

"You bastard. I fucking knew it." I fell to the ground and started to cry.

He walked back over to the nightstand where I placed the ring. He picked it up and held it between his fingers.

"So what will it be?" He asked with a dark grin on his face.

"You're forcing me here. You can't do this!" I shouted at him.

"I'm not forcing you to do anything. I'm giving you a choice." He walked closer to me.

"So what do you decide?"

I slowly got up and walked towards him. If I didn't do this, I knew he had all the evidence he needed to end Spencer. And I can't just be selfish just because I love him, and have his career be ruined.

I took the ring out of his and placed it back on my finger.

"Good choice." he smiled and placed his hands on both of my shoulders.

I kept my head down and looked at the floor, with tears falling from my eyes.

"To everyone else we're the perfect couple, madly in love. I don't want you near, Spencer again. In fact I want you to tell him that you never want to see him again. That our love for each other is beyond your affair. Break his little heart like you broke mines." He glared at me.

I couldn't breathe. I was fighting for the oxygen not to escape my body. I couldn't help but feel torn.

He started to put on his jacket and took one last sip of his whiskey and ignored the burn.

He walked to the door before stopping and turning back to me.

"Don't worry. Everyone are whores. Some are just better at keeping it a secret." He walked out not even sparing me another glance. Shutting the door.

Once I knew he was far away from the door, I couldn't help but let out a loud scream of anger...