Me, My Teacher and Lies

Chapter 21

As I was making my exit a hand clamped around my wrist, it was Mark.

"Claire where are you going"? He asked me still laughing a little

"I need to make a call, I'll be back in like two minutes I promise".

He dropped the laugh and looked a little concerned. "Are you alright? You a look a little upset".

"I'm fine, just gimme a few minutes ok"?

"Sure".

I turned on my heel and walked as quickly as I could out of the double doors that led to the parking lot and shut them firmly behind me.

Scanning the car lot was difficult when it was so dark but I couldn't give up just because it's dark and cold. I have nothing to prove or explain to Lucas but he has to know that that kiss didn't mean anything.

I turned right, walking deeper into the parking lot and shivering as I went, which made the skirt in my dress shake as well as my limbs. It is so cold out here! I can't believe I just followed my teacher out here! And what the hell for anyway? I thought that I decided whatever he felt wasn't my problem anymore.

I turned my head this way and that looking for him, I was about to give up and admit both defeat and stupidity when I saw him leaning against the trunk of his car, face down and hands shoved deep in his pockets, the picture of despair. I walked gently over so that my heels wouldn't clack before I started to talk.

"Lucas"? His head snapped up in surprise and his despair only remained in his eyes for a second before they turned dismissive.

"Don't ok, I saw everything alright I got the message loud and clear". I was confused that much I can say, I walked closer to him so that I didn't stick out for people to see.

"What message"?

"What do you take me for Claire? I know I was a jackass but please" he shook his head, "just go back inside". It hurt even now that he was pushing me away, what have I done to be on the receiving end of this again? I just took a shot in the dark.

"If you're talking about Mark he's drunk".

"Sure he is". He cut my gentle explanation with his anger.

"For God's sake Lucas! Go smell his breath, be my guest".

"It wouldn't even matter if he was Claire I've seen you two together around the school –"

"We're friends of course you're going to see us together". Idiot.

"Friends? Please Claire I see you all the time holding hands, kissing – right in front of me"!

"We have never kissed".

"Then what the hell was that in there"?

"I told you he's drunk – you know what? I don't have to explain any of this to you, I don't owe you anything, have a nice night Lucas". I turned on my heel, literally and I was kind of impressed that I managed to stay upright while doing it however, my small victory was short lived as I felt Lucas' warm hand clasp my cold wrist.

"No! You don't just get to walk away from me again. After this morning, tonight, I won't let you do it".

"Well you don't really have a choice". I yelled turning again but not getting far on a count of him still having hold of me.

"No, Claire, please listen to me".

"You keep asking me that Lucas but the thing is, you never give me anything to listen to, you run and I'm tired of watching". My voice had broken by the end, embarrassing, especially the way his eyes changed all sorry and lost.