Teach Me How to Love Again (Sequel to Dirty Little Secret)

Chapter 35: Forget the Things We Swore We Meant

*~(The title of this chapter is from Here We Go Again by Paramore.)~*

"What? Who knows?" I asked.

"The principal talked to me today. She actually asked me if I had an inappropriate relationship with one of my students. She doesn't know which student, but she's very suspicious of me. I don't know how she knows, but if she gets any proof, I'm fired. I'm doing this for our own safety. For now, I think it's better if we go back to just teacher and student until after graduation,"

"But we can still see each other in private, right? Can't we still sleep over at each other's places and stuff?" I asked.

He shook his head. "No."

I felt tears being to brim over my eyelids. "S-so you're breaking up with me?"

"I-I guess, sort of... Y-yes," he stammered, rubbing the back of his neck. "But as soon as you graduate, everything will be normal again! It's only like three weeks. You'll be okay for me, right?"

I turned away from him so he wouldn't see that I was crying. Three weeks may not seem like much, but it's a long time to pretend your boyfriend isn't your boyfriend at all. "Y-yeah. I'll be okay," I lied as I tried my best to hide the fact I was crying.

He sighed sadly. "Sky, look at me," he said. I didn't budge. I didn't want him to see me crying and feel bad. After all, he was doing the the right thing, I guess.

He grabbed my chin with two of his fingers and turned my head towards him. "No, no. Please don't cry," he said.

"Y-you said I was worth the risk," I muttered.

"You've got to understand! I did this for our own good!" he raised his voice.

"But when we first started dating, you said you'd take any risk to be with me! What happened to that?"

"It's just... I'm doing this for you too, baby. I wish you'd understand that," he stated, obviously trying to keep his cool and not yell at me. I appreciated that. He knows I hate it when he yells.

"Don't call me baby if you're not my boyfriend anymore. I don't need that."

He sighed and patted his lap. "Come here."

Usually I'd never turn down an opportunity to sit on his lap, because sitting on his lap was one of my favorite things. It was just so comfy and warm, and I loved the way he'd pull me back so I was leaning my back against his chest, then he'd wrap his arms around me and rest his head on my shoulder. He made me feel so comfy and protected, but today I had to turn him down. I shook my head, and he looked hurt. He knows I never pass up an opportunity to sit on his lap.

"Why would I sit on my teacher's lap?" I asked coldly.

"God, it still hurts to hear you call me your teacher," he admitted.

"Maybe you should have thought about that before you decided I wasn't worth the risk, Mr. Way."

He sighed and rubbed his face with both of his hands. "I'm not only doing this for me! I'm mostly doing it for you! If they find out about us, they'll expel you for sure. You deserve to graduate high school freely, without the stress of dating your teacher."

I shook my head. "But we both said we were okay with the risks!"

He shook his head. "It's not worth risking it. You'll be okay, right?"

Now I really was crying. He basically really just said I wasn't worth the risk. I hid the fact that I was crying as I got up to leave. "Whatever, Mr. Way. I'll see you at school," I spat

"Sky, wait!" he shouted, and he got up to follow me, but I slammed the door before he had the opportunity to catch up to me.

I guess he forgot when he said he'd take any risk to be with me.

I guess he forgot all the words he supposedly meant.