The Teachers Assistant

chapter 7 part 2

I woke up to the feeling of a headache coming on. I rubbed my face with my hands then put my hands through my hair. I sat up and looked around my room. When did I go to my room?  From the light that was shining through my window I could tell it was day time. How long had I'd been asleep? I glance at the clock and see it is 1:23 pm. What day was it? Had I really been asleep for that long? I start to feel movement beside me.

"Eve," I hear a very groggy voice say. I look to my right and see Mark lying next to me.

Seriously, did I get drunk and invite him to sleep in my bed again? I looked at him and the memories from my dream come flooding back. I gasp and then fully slap him in the face as hard as I can. I can now see a red handprint appearing on his right cheek.

"Oww, what was that for?" he asks rubbing his face. He sits up and from what I can tell he's only wearing boxers. I guess that was a regular thing for him or something.

"I-I don't know. I guess my dream might have influenced me to do it. You left her without saying goodbye and then she didn't even know about the baby.” I try explaining to him. He looks at me then shakes his head smiling.

"Everett, that wasn't a dream. I really was a jerk. A jerk that took certain memories away from you so you wouldn't have to have so much pain in your life. Everett that was you getting your memories back that were taken from you." he explains to me. He sits up and leans against the head board of the bed.

I sigh trying to think this through. I used to go out with Mark. I was pregnant with his child. My whole family knew. My parents died in a fire and I was so conflicted about it I ended up killing our daughter. He took away my memories to keep the pain away. Why did he leave though? I guess he was right, I will never run out of Questions to ask him.

"Let me guess you’re wondering why I took the memories away? Maybe even why your brothers never always hated, and what made them hate me. Maybe even why I left you." he asked.

I looked at him in bewilderment.  I guess with my memories started to all come back at once I feel myself start to tear up.

"I missed you.  You left me in a time that I needed you to be there. It was hard on me. It didn't help that you just picked up and left taking my memories with you." I tell him. I rub my eyes but the tears keep coming.

He looks at me apologetically and pulls me close to him. I lean my head on his chest and try to listen to the steady beat of his heart.

"Did I know you were a vampire? Did I know my brothers where hunters? Was the baby like you? Did you even get to see her?” I begin asking him. He rubs my back in tiny circles and looks at me.

“Yes, I saw her every day. Every time I would put my hand on your belly I could see her. I don't know what she would be, human or a vampire like me but I know she looked exactly like you, which is why every time I put my hand on your stomach I would  explain to you what I want her to look like. I never told you this part, but your brothers never always hunted me all of the time. Well, not until I told them what I could do. How I could see the baby and take away your pain by erasing your harsh memories. I did it without them knowing then left.  Then when you woke up and Dean asked if you wanted to see me and you didn’t remember who I was, they have been out to get me ever since .I really didn’t do anything wrong. I did this just because of seeing you in pain hurt me even more. I hope that giving you back your memories helps connect the dots. I know some of that pain I also brought back. I’m sorry Everett, I really am.” He tells me. I look into his eyes and I can tell by the way that he’s looking at me he’s telling the truth.

Honestly, I can’t believe any of this. I mean I believe this but it feels unreal.  I feel the tears start to come to a stop and he rubs the reaming tears away with his thumbs. What I was about to say to him would forever change how I felt about him and would change a lot of things between us. I didn’t say this knowingly it just kind of came out unexpectedly.

“I love you.” I told him. I looked into his eyes as they widen, full of hope. He kissed my forehead and smiled.

“I will always love you.” he says.

“This is kind of awkward.” I tell him. He looks at me with an eyebrow raised.

“Way to ruin a moment. How is this awkward though?” he asks, taking my hand in his and rubbing the back of my hand with his thumb.

“Well, first off I’m engaged, to a different man. Second, you’re my student. Third, my brothers hate you. I mean I feel as though the list goes on but I guess you get the picture.” I explain to him.

He chuckles then looks at me seriously, “Eve, can I ask you something?” he asks. I nod my head at him. “Do you forgive me?”

I think about this for a moment then realize I wasn’t even mad at him anymore. In fact, I’m kind of was glad there was a past between us at one point other than a one night stand. Of course it was a bumpy past but at least we didn’t hate each other.

“Yeah, I forgive you. Now let’s get something to eat, I’m starving.” I tell him, and then on cue my stomach lets out a vicious growl. We both start laughing and I get out of bed. I look at what I’m wearing and notice I’m in my pajamas.

“When did you change me?” I ask. He smiles a mischievous grin at me.

“Let me show you.” he says. I take a step back and he puts his hands over his eyes. I’m confused at what he’s going to do, but then a pair of skinny jeans then a plaid shirt followed by a beige scarf coming flying out of my closet. Then just as soon as they came out they are gone and replace by my pajamas. I look down and I am now fully clothed in them. How he was able to do that shocked me.

“Done, now let’s go eat; I already have breakfast on the table.” He says. I follow him out of the room still in shock. “It’s magic and because I know your about to ask for how long you’ve been asleep, it was for two days, its Friday now. Don’t worry though, I emailed the head teacher to get a substitute for this week for you, I told them you had the flu and would be out for about a week. Good thing you finally awoke when you did sleeping beauty, you were starting to worry me.” He says answering my burning questions.

“Wait, what about Drake?” I ask.

Mark turns around and looks at me and begins to chuckle, “actually he came over yesterday and I changed into you. I answered the door faking I was sick and he believed it, after all I am an actor. He tried kissing me too, which was really awkward, but I told him I was sick and didn’t want him catching it then shooed him away. I had ya covered” he explains to me.

I laugh; I wish I would have seen that.