The One Night Stand Turns Out To Be My Professor

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Sophia’s POV

I was waiting. Waiting for my skin to burn. Waiting for me to catch fire. Waiting for me to turn to ashes. I was just waiting. But it didn’t seem like that was going to happen.

I’ve been sitting here for hours and it hasn’t happened anyways. But it didn’t mean it still couldn’t happen. I knew it could. Lyanna could probably reverse the spell and just kill me.

I wanted it to happen anyways. Because I couldn’t face Jenny. I couldn’t handle being in front of Jenny without thinking of how I was going to rip her throat out.

It wasn’t just her. I had almost attacked Lyanna earlier too. When she was trying to start a conversation with me. I was barely able to hold myself back and I doubted I’d be able to hold myself back when it came to Jenny.

I ran my hands through my hair in frustration and sighed, rubbing my face.

I didn’t know what to think. I didn’t know what to do or what to say. I was very confused. I couldn’t focus on one thing. Not with all this noise. It was too loud. She sounds of cars passing in the distance. Even the sound of birds and the sound of crickets chirping. It was too loud.

The only thing I could barely hear was whatever conversation they were havingi side the house. I wasn’t very eager to know what they were talking about anyways. But J was curious. I just couldn’t listen on it, I don’t know why.

I ran my hands through my hair in frustration and laid in the grass, staring up at the sun.

I heard footsteps coming closer and closer and the someone was lying in the grass with me. I could tell it was Ian. Through his scent. And the fact that he was the only one bo would bother to come closer to me anyways.

I was sure I had scared Jenny away from me yesterday and Jacob hated me anyways so he wouldn’t come. The other guy… Mike, had no business with me so he won’t sit here with me. Only Ian will.

“What’s going through your head?” He asked. I turned my head to look at him and I saw that he was staring up at the sky too, a barely readable look on his face.

I shrugged. “I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop.”

“The other shoe?” I could hear the confusion in his voice.

“You know, like, for my to catch fire or something of that sort,” I answered grimly. He looked at me and then sighed.

“That won’t happen,” he replied and I shook my head.

“You don’t know that.”

“I do, actually,” he answered. “Lyanna is trust worthy. Besides the spell has already been done. No one can harm you…not like how you’re thinking at least.”

“I nearly attacked her,” I told him.

“When?” I could tell he didn’t know about that.

“Today. Here. Didn’t she report me to you?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Lyanna is not like that. She won’t harm you because of that. It’s something she has gotten used to,” he assured me.

“Hmm,” I replied with a nod. “How long have you been a vampire?” I asked.

He turned his head to look at me. “Over 4 centuries,” he answered. “But even I have forgotten how long exactly.”

“How did it happen?” I asked him but he shook his head.

“That’s for another day,” he answered.

“Why won’t you tell me?” I found myself pouting, sitting up. “I want to know everything…about you…about the realm.”