illicit Relationship (Editing)

Ch 8: That Bish!!

“Love sees sharply, hatred sees even more sharp, but Jealousy sees the sharpest for it is love and hate at the same time”

"Come on joseph, just one date." I heard a feminine voice say.

I stared at Mr. Night’s door, deciding if I should leave and let Ms. Greely ask him out, or if I should just knock and interrupt them.

I didn’t do either. I stood there waiting to see what Mr. Night would say.

"Maria, I’m sorry. I just started working at this school. I wouldn’t want to be unprofessional and date someone I work with. I’m sorry." Mr. Night said with a serious tone, although I couldn’t see him, I knew he had a sympathetic look on his face.

"We don’t have to tell anyone, we could keep it a...."

'KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK'

I knocked hard. I wanted to knock harder, take out all of my frustration on the stupid door separating me from MY soul mate, but I knew I could easily break the door.

"Oh, hello Ms. Johnson. It’s nice to see you. Come in." Mr. Night said after he opened the door.

Ms. Greely looked at me and scowled, "what is she doing here?" she asked with her little attitude.

"She’s helping me clean my room, and look for things when I need them. Is there a problem?" he asked her looking him straight in the eye.

Ms. Greely winced at the sound of his serious voice. "No, I was simply curious. But then again, it’s no surprise she has detention her parents didn’t raised her correctly." she said crossing her arms under her breast, trying to make them look bigger.

I smiled weakly and looked down at my desk.

"Maria! I will not have you disrespecting one of my favorite students in my classroom, will you please leave. We are finished talking." he said sternly.

I immediately smiled, but kept my face hidden. He defended me, does that mean he actually cares for me.

'Of course he does silly, he is your soul mate' a little voice inside my head, said to me.

I made my face expressionless as I looked up just in time to see Ms. Greely stomp out of the room in her six inch heels.

Mr. Night closed, and locked the door behind her.

"Woo!" he said leaning against the door. "Women at this school are persistent. It’s kind of annoying."

I smiled awkwardly, "you've been asked out that many times huh?" I said, meaning it more as a statement than a question.

He ran his hand through his hair nervously, "yea, by both faculty and students."

I looked away, "but it’s obvious this would happen Mr. Night. I mean, you are probably the most handsome guy at this school, and that includes students." I said thinking about the entire male population in the school.

Even without looking at him, I could tell that he had a smirk plastered onto his face. "The most handsome?" he asked confidently.

"I said probably" 

I decided to look at him, and just as I had thought he was smirking.

"Well thanks, I didn’t know I was that good looking." he said walking towards me.

I smiled and looked away, still feeling him walking towards me. "Now you’re just being modest, I’m sure countless women have told you that you were good looking." 

He stopped right in front of my desk. I slowly turned to look at him, "actually yes they have, but I was never interested in any of those women. At least not until now." he said looking me straight in the eyes.

I held my breath, no longer wanting to breathe in his intoxicating scent, which was making me lose my self-control. But I wanted to keep what little self-control I still had, so I stopped breathing.

His eyes slowly traveled down my face, he was looking at me with so much focus, as if trying to remember every inch and curve of my face.

Then he put his hand on my cheek, tracing a line down towards my jaw. I finally breathed out, feeling like if I didn’t I would die and no longer be able to see this man.

Then he brought his face close to mine, inches away. Our lips close enough to touch, our breath mingling. He inched his face closer to mine, slowly, leaving me plenty of time to pull away.

I didn’t, so he finally closed the space between us and he kissed me.

Having his lips against mine was an amazing feeling, better than when he simply touched my shoulder. My body felt alive, I felt every single part of my body burn and tingle with anticipation.

He came around the desk and forced me to stand up, I did what he asked me too. Then he suddenly had me against the wall, the whole entire time we continued to kiss.

Feeling his tongue in my mouth was making me want him even more. The longing was building and I had no idea what to do. I didn’t want to go that far, I mean I am supposed to be only a high school student.

I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck, and my legs around his waist. I could feel him against my jeans.

I gasped at the memory of Lovely telling me about the sex between a vampire and their soul mate.

I wasn’t sure I wanted to do that just yet.

As if reading my thoughts Mr. Night pulled away, but he didn’t let me go. He still had me pinned up against the wall. My arms and legs were still wrapped around him.

Breathing heavily, he rested his head on my shoulder.

"I’m sorry" he said sadly.

I turned to look at him, "for what"

"For what just happened" he said with a serious tone, but he still didn’t let me go.

"Why. Was it a bad thing? Do you regret it?" I asked with a sad tone, I would give him up if he didn’t want to be with me.

He looked at me and cupped my face in his hands, "no, I don’t regret it at all. The thing is I’m your teacher and you’re my student. This shouldn’t of happened." he said looking away and finally placing me on the ground.

I unwrapped my legs and arms from him and stepped away once I felt my feet firmly on the ground. "I’m sorry, but I don’t regret it" I said looking away as if sad. I knew I was lying, my feelings were fake, but I wanted to be with him. If he wants to be with me, of course.

"I- I don’t regret it. It felt... well it felt amazing, for the lack of better words, but it also scares me" he said truthfully. "How is it that you are the first and only person that has ever made me feel this way. when I’m near you all I want to do is touch you..." he looked away as if shy, "and in my mind it isn’t the simple touching I have been doing so far" he whispered.

"Oh" was all I said, not knowing how to answer him.

"I’m sorry." he said again, "maybe it would be best if you left. I’ll see you tomorrow" he said opening the door for me.

I nodded silently and walked away, running to my car and driving home.

At a time like this, all I want to do is be alone.

Edited. Tell me if you see mistakes :)