MIDNIGHT WHISPERS| Kylia

(IX)

I turn my face to the side, watching Cantrall stare at me serenely, leaving me without understanding why we are not in her room.

I try to get up, but the woman puts her hand on my shoulder, laying me back on the comfortable bed.

- it's not good to get up so fast

- she says, taking her hand away from me.

- I don't understand, where are we? - I question, looking around, seeing a tidy room in neutral tones.

- We are in my room, doll - her speech makes me turn to her quickly, having Saturday flashes, of all the times the masked girl called me that.

Cantrall looks at me with a corner smile on her lips, as if she knew what I'm thinking, but I just ignore this madness, it wouldn't be possible the unbearable of my teacher being a murderer.

- why are we in your room? - I change the subject, still confused with everything that is happening.

I remember, I remember few things. Of the memories, the fainting and the voices. A sigh comes out between my lips, remembering that I will have to see him today.

It scares me, I don't know what's going on or if these flashes really happened.

- you had a pressure drop - she says, making me frown confused.

- Can I get up? - I ask, looking at her.

Cantrall agrees with her head, so I rest my arms on the mattress and get up, sitting on her bed, feeling my head weigh.

- Do you need anything? - I shake my head, putting my legs out of bed.

- Will I still need to study? - I look at her, seeing her smile cynically.

- you need to - she says, getting up, going to her dresser. - take it, it will pass your pain - she comes back with a glass of water and some pills.

I really didn't expect all this worry coming from her, from the woman who is about to murder me.

- Thank you - I murmur, taking the pills from her cold hand.

I put the pills in my mouth, taking the quick glass from her hand,drinking the water she had handing to me.

- Tomorrow there's a test Malia, I'm not going to make you easy just because you fainted

- She's says rudely, making me roll my eyes.

It was too good to be true, we went back to square one.

- I'm not asking you to feel sorry for me - I get up, facing her. - do your job so you can get rid of me soon, it will be a favor even for me - I say, staring at her dark brown eyes.

- You'll see me a lot, doll - she smiles, making me look down at her lips. - I'll be everywhere - she says, she we her tongue between her lips.

Her marked and reddish lips remind me of something. Something that's deep down that I don't remember .

- why do you look at my lips so much?

- Her question makes me wake up, looking back into your eyes.

I feel my cheeks heat up when I notice that she is very close, so close that I can feel the strong smell of her pertume.

- I.. I was just thinking - I say, looking away, turning my face.

- Thinking or remembering? - she brings her mouth closer to my ear, whispering in a way that chills my whole body.

Damn it!

This woman is a demon in disguise!

I can remember the night of that we slept with each other , where I woke up in a super chic room without remembering what happened.

I turn around again, facing her now, seeing her serious expression, but at the same time it is so attractive.

- Wasn't it you who had forgotten? - I ask in a whisper, making a smile appear on my lips.

- I won't forget until I taste it again - she says, making me look down.

My God, I need to put a stop to it.

- You need to help me soon with my studies - I walk away from her, feeling a chill in my stomach.

Kylie lets out a laugh, taking her cell phone to check something.

- it's very late, you'll have to sleep here

- she takes her eyes off her cell phone and looks at me cynically.

- What?! No ! - I say, in despair.

But fuck, I really need this help for tomorrow.

- It's either that or you won't have studies, I can't let you go alone in this darkness - she says, turning off her cell phone, putting it in the pocket of her white sweatshirt.

- Shit - I murmur, looking at another corner of the room. - all right! I sleep here - I look at the woman with the red locks, Victorious in the face.

- Let's go then, we have a long night ahead of us - she passes by me, going to the door, leaving.

I snort, wondering if I really made the right choice to stay. I'm afraid, afraid of falling into temptation and losing myself in your provocations.

Come on, Malia! You can do it!

We entered the office and Kylie went to sit in her leather chair, turning on her computer, staring at the screen as seriously as usual, while her fingers are agile when passing through the keys.

I blink my eyes, trying to get these thoughts out of my mind, sitting in the armchair facing her table, staring at the super boring books in front of me.

I take one of the books and start reading this boring things. But minutes reading seems like hours, so I look up, seeing the woman thoughtfully while keeping her gaze fixed on her computer screen, now with her finger between her lips, making her more attractive.

I sigh, looking back at the text that I'm lost. I cross my legs and support the book on them, reading carefully again. But something burns on me, making me look up, seeing Kylie staring at me as if I were an easy prey.

I think she'll deviate when she realizes I'm looking, but she just keeps her gaze heavy on mine, leaving me with chills and results that I don't like.

She moistens her eyes, then smiles without showing her teeth, turning back and facing the computer screen.

What the fuck was that?

Kylie doesn't help me forget all that shit, I'm getting crazy and thirsty, and that's not good.

Not really!

- What are you thinking about so much? - I return to reality, looking at Kylie who rests her chin on her hands..

I swallow dryly, trying to find an excuse to talk, trying to ignore the fact that I was thinking about her..

- Think about the text - I say the first thing that comes to mind.

Cantrall laughs, getting up, coming to me, making me more tense on the chair.

- You are a very bad liar - she squats in front of me, she make me admire her eyes that now now are shining. - I know you're remembering - she says, putting her hand on my leg, leaving me in ecstasy.