The Human Professor(Formerly: My mate is my teacher..who cares?)

Chapter 4

"Wicked time Charlotte!" Lisa clicked the stopwatch and ran to hug me. I fainted and threw my arms up after.

"I'm a fucking boss that's what I am." I grabbed my water bottle and drank from it as I sat down. I tugged on my sports bra and groaned leaning back on the bench.

"You good?" She asked and I nodded.

"Yeah, it's just my fucking boobs. They've been hurting all week and today they're just on fire. And yes, don't worry all my bras and shirts are washed and they're still being evil." Lisa shrugged and gathered up our practice bags. I was more out of breath then I usually was and it wasn't a very good feeling.

I walked into the washrooms and took off my clothes and sat under cold water. I was hoping that would calm me down for a bit, but the more I stayed underwater the worse I got so I decided I was just going to go home and sleep. The past week I have had constant body pain. My chest, legs, arms, and anything with a muscle ache like a bitch. I sat under cold water, hot water, and even tried an ice bath right after and nothing was working. I was able to walk home but I dragged my feet and felt like I was going to collapse as I got through my doorway.

"Mom! I'm going to bed...not feeling well." I shouted as I crawled up my stairs and face planted into my bed. It was barely even 7 pm and once my face hit the pillow I was out like a light.

Through the night it was as if I couldn't get any sleep. Besides the aching pain throughout my body, I was sweating like a bitch. I threw my sheets off the bed, the fiber was digging into my skin and it was even worse when I touched the mattress. It was like knives touching every single piece of my body and all the hair on my body stood up. I didn't realize I had made a noise because only a minute or two later my mom came in to see me moving around.

"Sorry...Sorry did I wake you up?" I asked her as I used my arms to cover the rest of my body. I had to take off my clothes to get a sense of coolness that wasn't working.

"No, I just...Sweetheart." She walked over to me and grabbed my hands. I didn't even notice but my nails were peeling and you could see my claws. She lifted my lip and there were my canines.

"Okay hold on, I'm going to pick you up okay?" She scooped me up from the bed and took me to the bathroom. I didn't notice before but my dad was also here and he started to run a bath. She lowered me into the cold bath and hissed as she did and I noticed the water started to steam.

"Go get the stuff from the cabinet dear." She ordered my father and he fluttered out of the room.

"I'm going to...pass out," I mumbled as my body sunk into the water, she held my head up as I started to blink out of consciousness. Each time I would wake from blacking out I would see her add things into the bath. At one point my mother put a jacket over me as I sat in the water and my mind could only go to one place, which made me realize I was delirious.

"Im...I'm washing myself and my clothes." I breathed it ever so gently and I had a small smile and I could see my mom disapproved. But after that, I finally felt a soft sensation wash over me and I finally closed my eyes and slept through the night.

D.W

"Sleep...sleep...jesus christ sleep." I shoved a pillow into my face and groaned into it. I stared at my ceiling fan for hours and I still wasn't tired. I decided to get up and check the time, it was barely midnight. So I had been up for more than 10 hours at this point. I walked down the stairs and I made my way into my basement.

"Let's throw some punches and see how it goes after..." I thought that if I tired myself out I would be tired enough to sleep. I wrapped my hands up and stared at the bag until I finally fisted my hands and started punching. Instead of getting tired I felt myself wanting to go faster. I furrowed my brow and then I could see it. His face. I clenched my jaw and the more I punched the more I saw him. I hated him. I hated him with everything in my body.