Chapter 6

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I had finally made it home and was lying in my bed thinking about the events of the night. Oh my god. It finally hit me. Aleks, my teacher, had seen me making out with Jason. He saw me struggling against him as well. The real question is if he saw the whole thing why did he let it go as far as it did. He probably thought I was a slut the way I let Jason's hand roam around under my shirt. I let him because I didn't think he would do anything else. Well... I was wrong. Oh god, I felt like my old self. I need a shower to wash off Jason's touch. I get up and head to the shower. After my shower, my computer dings. I go to check it. 

From: Jason Lipp

To: Iona Wilson

Next time your night and shining armor won't be there!

That's all it said. Well the joke was on him because there would not be a next time. I went to bed with fear still coiled up inside me.


     I woke up early and went downstairs to make some breakfast. Jim and Maria were sitting at the counter. "Where were you last night," Maria asks curiously like she wanted details on my evening. They weren't mad. They never were. Maria was just curious.

"I was on a date," I say pushing a pancake in my mouth.
"Huh, sounds interesting," she says. If only she knew.

"Ya well it wasn't that fun, but I've got to get to school," I push my plate back and head out the door.

A/N Sorry I'm interrupting but I just want to say that I'm sorry for having so many scenes in her school but I promise after the one that is about to happen there won't be as many. I just have to have a lot because school is about the only time she sees Aleks. Anyway back to the story.


Walking into Aleks class, I was terrified. I am wearing an oversized sweatshirt because after last night just wearing a flannel makes me feel underdressed. There were a couple girls in the class when I walked in and they all gave me death glares. I wonder if what Jason did to me last night had gotten around to them. Aleks is sitting at his desk. He holds up a stack of papers and I see that his right hand is wrapped in gauze. I bet when people see Jason's face they would put the pieces together. Thinking of Jason sparked rage inside of me. Jason and a few boys all walk in together. I burst out of my chair and walk up to him. The boys part the way so I can get to him.
"YOU HAVE GOT SOME NERVE SHOWING UP HERE TODAY!" I shout at him and shove him hard at the same time. He slams into the back of the wall. At first he was laughing but then when his back hit the wall he got an angry look on his face and it kind of scared me. He pushed off the wall and towards me. He looked like the devil. He grabbed my shoulders and shook me hard. I looked up at him with fear obviously radiating off of my face Before he could say anything to me Aleks was pushing Jason off of me. Aleks was holding Jason by his shirt with both of his hands. Mr.C towered over Jason.

"Sit. Down. Now." Alex said quietly but so fierce it scared me and he wasn't even talking to me. Aleks released him with a shove like he wasn't worth his time. I had tears in my eyes and before I could wipe them away Aleks saw them. His face saddened. Then it went emotionless and fierce. "Iona in the hallway now."

Aleks' POV

I hated playing the bad guy. I wouldn't make a very good parent. Once we were both in the hallway I started my lecture. "You have got to quit attacking people. If you can't handle being here at school today then just go home. If you actually do want to be here then act mature instead of immature and suck it up." The words were out of my mouth before I could take them back. The look on her face crushed my heart. Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Ya well you aren't the one who almost got raped last night!" She shouted at me. I'm pretty sure anybody who was listening in the classroom had probably just heard that. She turned around and sped walk down the hallway. No matter what, every conversation I have with her it will probably always end with her walking away from me.

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