My Dominant, My Fifty Shades

Chapter Seventeen

I had been dropped off by Chase and left to fend for myself for the last week. I hadn't heard from either Vincent or Chase since then and part of me was glad for it. That was until class. Finally, after a week of evading eye contact and not answering my questions, he finally called me after class. He waited until all the students left which took approximately two minutes before he began to speak to me.

"I'm sorry. About not talking to you."

"I knew you were avoiding me...but why?"

"Vincent. I don't want to start something that is harder for you. You deserve happiness and he seems to be what you want..."

"If I didn't know any better I would think you are confessing something..."

"Back in that kitchen we almost...we almost kissed. And I can't let that happen. I'm your professor and you're my student and this...this can't happen...No matter how bad I want it to."

"This would make things so much easier if you were a jerk."

He smirked. "I did want to show you something though..." He said as he pulled a newspaper from his briefcase. There were red pen marks all over the paper before I realized they were apartment listings. "I know they aren't probably what you want...but I know how bad you wanna get out of there..."

"You didn't have to do this."

"I meant it before when I said you were one of my best students. You are more motivated than anyone and I respect that and it inspires me. But I wanted to give you this. As a way of showing I want us to be friends." I nearly cringed at the word but understood the situation and nodded.

"Thank you."

"I kind of already got you an apartment...you just have to pay two months rent and show your license and it's yours. I think it's perfect for you, but if not, I won't take it personally."

"Why?"

"I want to know you're alright. I also don't want you rooming with Vincent...there are stories about him..."

"Stories?"

"That he's abusive....I just don't want it to even be a possibility..."

"Thank you. But he isn't like that."

"I hope not...I didn't think so but you never know someone...Anyway here's the address..." he handed me a piece of paper with numbers and letters before I went directly after class to check it out. It was gorgeous. Perfect for one person and spacious enough for all my little figurines and pictures. I loved it.
Now I just had to move my stuff from my old apartment to my new one. I enlisted Lisa, Alex, and Chase to help me. But Lisa brought Jason and Alex brought Carly which made the moments incredibly awkward. It took six hours to move all my stuff to my new apartment which was just off campus which was ten minutes from my last apartment-with traffic. Even further from Vincent. Even though the moments were full of jokes, I could only bring myself to think of him. That was until Chase and I shared yet another moment.

After finally putting the last box in the apartment, everyone left and we were there alone. I offered him a drink as he noticed my fridge had been completely bare. He made a joke about a stereotypical college student before I thanked him again for the apartment.

"I have kind of been thinking about something..."

"Oh?" I asked as I was continuing to unpack the boxes, placing stuff where it belonged.

"That guy in that restroom...Did he um....Did he hurt you? I mean force you into-"

"No. You stopped him. How did you know by the way?"

"When it says a ladies room and a man answers when you call-instant red flag. Plus I heard a scream in that direction and decided to check it out."

"Well I owe you so much. Not just for that, but the apartment, the company, you watching over me when I was concussed...if that's a thing..."

He chuckled. "You don't owe me anything. I wanted to do it to help."

We had a moment where our eyes met before he got up and turned on the record player. Choosing an old record, he placed it on the wheel before moving the needle over and starting the song. An oldie, one of my favorites, I enjoyed it as I sat there.

"Dance with me?"

I got up from my sitting position as I placed the glass statue on the floor and made my way toward him. He had his hand out and pulled me close before we swayed to the music. Feeling his touch made me content. I had no worries aside from falling asleep in his arms due to how relaxed I was. I admired the moment. The moment made me feel as if I was in an old movie. Being whisked by the handsome male lead and this would be the moment we would kiss. But I realized it was my modern life. With confusion and complex situations. I pulled away to see him look at my lips. I had never been more tempted to kiss anyone in my life. As I moved to kiss him, my phone rang. Loud enough so I had to run and stop the music before I answered the phone.

"Can we please go to a party tomorrow? It's the biggest one of the year and I'm itching to go...."

"What about Jason?"

"Him and I are kind of on the outs. I'll explain later just please promise me! Please!"

"Fine. Pick me up at eight."

"It's starts at nine."

"Then pick me up at ten." I said as I rolled my eyes and she hung up. As I set the phone down, I noticed he had his jacket on and his shoes and stood by the door.

"You seem busy...I'll-I'll go."

"Don't...I want you to stay..."

"I should go Adelaide. If I don't..."

"What?"

"I may never." He said as he smirked before nodding slowly to me and exiting out the door. I went to the window and watched as he got in his car. He sat there for a moment before looking up at the window where I placed two fingers against my lips and kissed them before placing them on the window. He smirked before touching his lips then started his car and drove deep into the night. I was overcome by sadness as I wanted him to stay. Just as I moved toward my bedroom, there was a knock on my door. My heart jumped as I thought maybe it was him coming back to whisk me into a kiss. I was mistaken...

"What are you doing here Vincent?"

"I can't get over you. You are stuck in my brain like a tumor."

"How romantic...."

"I told you, I don't do that. I need to have you.." He picked me up and laid me on the couch but I fought him with each movement.

"No!' I kept saying before eventually pushing him off of me. "No!" I screamed at him. "I don't want this anymore!"

"I don't need you to sign the contract, I just need to hear that you'll be mine. Come on, tell me it...."

"I can't."

"Are you fuc****g him?"

Tears formed in my eyes before I hung my head. He shook his head before hitting his hand hard on the wall. "You have got to be kidding me! Not even two weeks! That's a record even for you!"

"For me? How dare you! You guilt me constantly. I'm done with this! Leave me the hell alone! I don't want this, I don't want you, I want you gone. Not just from my apartment but my life. We have no reason to see each other again. You live five hours from here stay there."

He turned to leave before turning back to me. "I wonder what you had to do in order for him to buy you an apartment..." Before I could fire back the door shut and I was left feeling guilty-yet again. I wasn't doing what he accused me of but I wanted to. My word, did I want to...