♡Little Purple Hearts♡ ||Ms.Venable||

|Chapter Nineteen|

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"Give me my Romeo; and when I shall die, take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face or heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night, and pay no worship to the garnish sun" - Juilet Act 3 Scene 2

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A week had passed. Grayson was beginning to fade slowly and I guess I had become insensitive about it.

At his mention I would do best to bite my tongue, fortunately there would be less talk of him.

I slipped into Venable's classroom as she typed on her laptop. We had any easy week, spending most of our time getting frisky behind closed doors or bowing our heads at a certain "G" name.

I peaked out into the hall to make sure no one was looking as I came beside her to kiss her cheek.

"You almost finished?". She hummed a yes and reached for her purse.

Before she could grab it and close the laptop on her desk I gently put my hands on her cheeks, pulling her face toward me.

She looked up at me, admiration hiding behind her eyes. When she did it, it was like I was stuck in motion waiting for her direction.

I leaned down to kiss her deeply, her mouth winning against mine. She pulled me into her lap.

She broke the kiss and smiled softly.
When I looked up at her, I probably looked like a lost puppy.

She trailed her finger up my jaw, it sent chills down my spine.

"You have a therapy appointment today", she spoke making me pout. She tilted her head. "What's wrong?".

"I thought you'd say something more romantic", she chuckled.

"We'll get back to that later". I nodded. I had completely forgotten all about it. Nervousness rose inside me, warming my cheeks.

She sensed this, "It's an old friend of mine, don't worry".

Even then anxiety still filled my chest. I didn't want to talk about things, not even with Mina. She still tried to ask about some of my issues.

"What if she finds out about us? Or what you did!?", I began to feel panic strike me. I could not risk being torn apart from her.

"She already knows about us", "And she doesn't think you're a creeper?".

She laughed, "No, baby". I spoke in a hushed voice, "What about Grayson?".

She leaned back playing with the ends of my hair. "If it comes up, you can be honest".

I hugged her body, taking in her scent to comfort myself. She rubbed my back, just as the jangling of keys approach the open doorway.

I leapt up and stood a good distance away from her. She calmly straightened her clothes and spoke.

"Yes Miss Y/l/n, the due date is fixed", she teased as another teacher appeared in the hall.