Chapter 11
(Tristan's Stir Fry Chicken------>)
Ever since Cole dropped me off this morning, I had to concentrate extra hard just to make through my day. The feeling of dread has been following me around like a dark gloomy cloud all morning. It took all that I had to get the students in the office to their desired places. Now, I was nervously making my way across the quad. I hated this; I hated having to live my campus life looking over my shoulder all the damn time fearing fucking Anton and his wrath. But, what was I supposed to do, report him to the police and let the whole sordid details of my life as a whore and prostitute to come light, so it could ruin my chances of becoming a Doctor, something I have worked so damn hard to achieve and throw away not only my time but negate all the shit I had to on and off my back to get; even now to waste Tyler’s money. When I went over my financials I almost choked to find out that he has not only paid for this semester, but the next three in advance.
I heaved a huge sigh of relief when I made it to the Medical Science Building. The revolving doors of the Dr. Allen Thames Hall closed behind me and I stopped for a minute and gathered my scattered thoughts. I didn’t linger long in the hallway though and I scurried through the throng of harried medical students making a beeline for Tyler’s lecture room. I had just turned the corner when my arm was grabbed and I was yanked into the hallway men’s room before the surprised yelp could even escape from my terrified lips. I swung my arm out trying to connect a strike against whoever it was in my fight or flight response. Jonjon ducked and hollered. “Dude, it’s only me!” He said as he released me and stepped back safely out of my arms reach.
I immediately calmed down upon hearing his voice and when my eyes took in his bruised face my nerves ramped up again. I gasped and stepped forward to examine the discoloration decorating the right side of his face and I winced at the memory of how painful it felt to even speak from my own bruises.
“What happened?” I managed to choke out through clenched teeth. I knew exactly what happened because Anton’s big frigging paw was clearly defined against the side of my best friends face.
“I didn’t tell him what he wanted to hear so he gave me something to think about. Man, I don’t know what to do, it’s like he has gone nuts or something, but you don’t need to hear that shit, you got away and I will do whatever it takes to make sure you stay away.” Jonjon stated as he wrapped his arms around my waist. “If it wasn’t for me, you would have never met that fucker and he would have never had the chance to do what he did to you. I am so sorry.” He mumbled, hanging his head as if he was ashamed.
“Hey, hey, none of that, you gave me a way to pay for school and a chance. It was my choice. I could have walked away and said no. It is and was never your fault, it was all Anton. You can’t go back there. He is going to continue until he does some serious damage. Just like how you got me out of there I am getting you out of there. I talked to Tyler and he is more than happy and has more than enough room to stay with us. You have managed to save some money and your grade point average it excellent, you can get aide in a heartbeat since you have never applied or maxed out on our wonderful government loans, unlike myself. You already walk around with all your important shit so you have no need what so ever to go back, we can work out the details of clothes.” I pleaded hoping he would agree.
“I don’t want to put anyone out, but Anton keeps asking me if you are in school? What time do you get there and yada, yada. I told him I did see you in class but you ducked out and avoided me right after and I couldn’t find you. I don’t want to go back. So yes, I will come, but we have to leave right after, I feel bad for Joey going back to face that shit head without me.” He sighed and slumped against the counter.
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He Saved Me (manxman, Teacher/Student)
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