The Taste Of Loneliness

Chapter 10

Rachel woke up early the next morning, her alarm beeping annoyingly. Instantly as she reached to turn it off she sighed. Feeling the soreness of the night before. A small frown forming as she felt the empty bed beside her, her clothes still all over the floor. With a groan she sat up rubbing her eyes, seeing a note on the other pillow.

See you at work later -Negan

She couldn't help but smile faintly at the words, remembering the night very clearly. They'd gone from the couch to her bed so quickly. And there were marks all over her body to prove it. Numerous hickeys on her neck as she examined herself in the mirror after a quick shower. Blushing furiously at the red marks between her thighs too, as well as her breasts. Well at least most of it could be covered.

Dressing in some dress slacks, a high neck blouse and threw on a thin scarf to help hide the marks. Especially since everyone at work new she was currently single. She was single right?
She pondered this her entire way to work, biting on her lip anxiously seeing Negans motorcycle parked already. Hoping she'd get a chance to talk to him later about last night. Flashing a small smile to the office attendant as she went to the teachers lounge first, filling up her coffee cup. Sighing as she relished these few moments before class was to begin.
Glancing down as Negan came in with one of the other coach's, the two laughing loudly at something. He not even looking at her as he filled his coffee cup up and left.
He acted like she didn't even exist.
Huffing she shook her head putting it off for now as she went to her class and began teaching for the day. Although she wanted to dwell on it, she couldn't. She had to stay focused.

The day dragged unfortunately slowly for her. As the end of the day bell rang she was relieved, letting the students leave before she made her way down the halls to the gym.
Seeing other kids leaving as she walked through them to get to Negans office. Knocking softly before walking in.

"What the fuck do you want?" He uttered in an annoyed tone at first before looking up and seeing it was her. His expression softening ever so slightly though.
"Oh hey.. "

"Hey yourself.. " She muttered a bad feeling settling in the pit of her stomach. "You left this morning before... " She shrugged struggling to find the words.

"Before it could become fucking awkward and you try to act all mushy with me. Because I don't fucking do pillow talk sweetheart. " He shrugged standing up now, sliding his jacket on.
She looked at him utterly stunned, a frown forming on her lips as she crossed her arms.

"Wait so it was just a..a one night stand? " She questioned slightly appalled at his behavior. It was a completely one eighty from the night before.

"Well yeah. I fucked you and I left before you woke up. Because work relationships are way too fucking complicated. " He muttered looking down at her with a neutral expression.

"You.. Then what the hell was all that talk about wanting to kiss me and make me happy and wanting to do this for me.. " Shaking her head she jabbed a finger at him. "....I should have fucking known.. You are a complete asshole! All you care about is yourself."

He just took her words, not showing any signs of remorse for his own or actions. Shrugging again as he looked away so he wouldn't have to see her hurt expression.

"Trust me it's a lot fucking easier this way. " He grunted walking past her and going down the hallway. Knowing this time she wouldn't follow him. Because he'd said the words women never wanted to hear.
She watching him speechless as he walked away from her yet again. Knowing this time was harder because of the previous night.

Taking a deep breath she marched back to her classroom, gathering her things to go home for the day. Fighting the urge to break down and cry, especially not wanting to with other staff members around. Saying a few goodbyes as she left, walkimg briskly to her car and sitting in the drivers seat. Letting out a long sigh knowing she could break down soon.
Hurrying home as quickly as she could, huffing as she went straight to her bedroom and ripped the sheets from the bed. Throwing them into the trashcan knowing it'd be easier that way. Forget about it. She tried telling herself over and over as she put fresh sheets on her bed then went to take a bath to try and relax.

Plugging the tub as she dumped some bubble bath in it, the scent of strawberries hitting her nostrils. Pinning her hair up she then stripped off hwr work clothes. Tossing them into her hamper then sliding into the bathtub. Feeling utterly relaxed now. Hoping to forget about Negan for the time being. Until her phone rang minutes into her bath. Sighing she picked it up and looked at the missed call from her friend Ashton.
She most certainly did not want the gossip session right now. So she shot her a quick text.

Not now girl. Long story short he only wanted sex. Got it and threw me aside.

Hitting send knowing Ashton would probably try and call again. But right now she felt nothing could make her feel better. Not even Negan apologizing.