Me, My Teacher and Lies

Chapter 13

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“You should’ve heard him talking Claire it was like I was having a conversation with my parents, jumping in and suddenly paying attention to me because they think I’m about to screw something up” Mark shook his head looking out the window of the coffee place we’d met up in an hour after this so called telling off from his brother.

“What were you even talking about”? He looked at me sheepishly taking a sip of his latte.

“You”.

“Me? Did I do something to get you in trouble”?

“No he just got it into his head I was going to get you pregnant”.

“WHAT”?

“I know he’s such an asshole”.

“What made him even think that”?

“I have no idea I swear I was just sitting in the car texting Cody the next thing I know I’m having this ridiculous intrusion of privacy from the world’s biggest douche bag”.

“I don’t understand” I admitted taking a few gulps of my hot chocolate not that it had cooled down enough.

“I was there and I still don’t understand”.

“Does he think we’re together”?

“I guess so otherwise why ask? He just kept asking me if I’ve had sex with you”. The more he talked the more appalled I became.

“What did you say”?

“That it was none of his business whether we’re together or not or what we do”.

“Good... maybe’s he’s stressed or something” I wondered lamely trying to fathom myself why exactly Mr Greyson would or could form such an idea in his clearly troubled mind.

“I don’t care what he is it was horrifying”.

“Sorry”.

“It’s not your fault... God I thought this conversation could wait until tomorrow I’m really sorry for dragging you out here Claire”.

“Hey don’t ever be sorry I’m always here don’t forget that”.

“Thanks... it just, it really got to me that he thought I’d do that you know? That complete doubt in me that I’d ruin both are lives like that, besides if I ever do become a Dad I’m gonna be the best I’d never treat my kid they parents treat me”.

“Maybe if you talked to him about your parents he’d understand”.

“What the golden child care about my little problems? I don’t even think he’d believe me, he can be a real dick like that sometimes if he doesn’t want to believe something then he won’t, he won’t take my word for it as a brother and accept it he’d ask them and they’re not going to tell the truth, God I feel alone right now” he sighed putting his head down on the table, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. I know what it feels like to be alone and I don’t ever want him to feel that way. I reached out my hand across the table and started to stroke his hair back on his head gently.

“You’re not alone Mark” I whispered.

He jerked out from under my hand glaring at me. “Oh really? Cos I don’t see anyone else around here with asshole parents”. He shook his head and went to look out the window again. I didn’t know what to do.