Unforseen Lovers {TeacherXPupil} {Lesbian}

Chapter 2- Betrayal

1 month earlier.

I glanced up at my reflection in the mirror to make sure I look socially acceptable.

I wore a small, black, off-the-shoulder dress which hugged my waist tightly while the skirt flowed. To accustom the look, I wore some white Doc. Martin's and a black choker. It wasn't my usual style but it still looked okay.

My loose brunette curls flowed down, covering my revealed shoulders. I had light eye make up on: a Smokey purple eyeshadow with a thin line of winged eyeliner. The combination of the two brought out the blue in my eyes.

I'd say I looked okay.

I snapped my head to my dresser when my phone started to ring, I sighed and stepped over to answer it.

"Hey Em, you still down for tonight?" His voice was deep and husky, my body instantly reacted to the nickname.

"Hey Brad, yeah, I guess so." I was lying. I really didn't want to attend this party, I could think of much better things but I was fed up with having the reputation of a loner.

"Okay. I'll be over to pick you up in 10." I could feel him grinning on the other side of the line.

"Can't wait."

I grabbed my keys off the side and walked downstairs, hoping to avoid my mum on the way out.

My hopes were crushed when I heard and female voice, clearing her throat behind me. "Emily, where are you going?"

I couldn't tell her I was going to a party, she'd never let me go. "Just to a friend's place, I'm staying over."

She raised an eyebrow at me trying to think of a response, before she replied I paced out of the door and Brad was waiting a few houses down the street for me.

As soon as I got into his car he leaned over and pecked my cheek before heat rushed to my face.
"You look beautiful this evening." He said it with such sincerity and then he sped off.

The car ride was spent in comfortable silence with light music playing in the background, it wasn't really to my taste but I didn't have time to complain because before I knew it, Brad had stopped and turned the ignition off which took the music with it.

We both stepped out of the car and it was then that I realised how great Brad looked. He was wearing black skinny jeans and a plain white tee that hugged his muscles, with a large leather jacket slumped over his shoulder. His brown hair looked so soft and it was brushed slightly to the side while his adorable brown eyes peeked out from underneath it.

"Babe, come on let's head on inside."

Okay but this was going to be the death of me.

The house itself was nice and modern and looked big enough to hold hundreds. The interior was all grey and white, with hardwood floor and bodies grinding against eachother scattered everywhere. The music was deafening and my head hurt from standing here for a few seconds.

Having seen my uneasiness, Brad's hand guided me through the crowd, earning us a few annoyed glances. He led me to a drinks bar which wasn't as crowded as the rest of the building.

He passed me a small cup of what I assumed was an alcoholic beverage. I'd never drank before. I looked up to Brad to see him gulping down several of the same substance that remained in my hand without ease.

I thought nothing if it and filled my mouth and swallowed the fluid and instantly I felt a burn spread from my mouth right down to my stomach, I thought it would hurt but once it was gone, it left behind a warm sensation which I enjoyed. So I took 3 more of what Brad said were shots and I almost instantly felt dizziness before clinging into him. He chuckled as I glanced up and smiled beyond my will at him for producing such a cute sound.

He looked at me with contemplation in his eyes before taking my hand and leading me into the nearest room. I sighed with relief when I saw a bed in the centre of it, I wanted nothing more than to fall into a slumber with Brad beside me and I found myself giggling, I couldn't stop. My whole body was filled with euphoria.

Brad smiled at me quizzically before taking my face into his hands and gently placing a kiss on my lips, this took me by suprise and a warmth spread throughout my body. He kissed me again but this time more passionately than before. He contunuted until his hand was tangled and lost in my hair, he pulled hard and I stepped back, rubbing my scalp.

"Brr... Brad that hurt." My speaking was slurred and I struggled to hold back a laugh at the sound that came out of my mouth.

He grabbed my waist more violently this time and started kissing me some more, biting my lip. His hands explored my body and I felt uncomfortable, having never done this before. I didn't want this. Things were going too fast.

"Brad. Sss-stop. Please." This time what I said was clear, he continued as his hands moved to my breasts. "Brad. Stop it." I shouted. He continued, unfazed and grabbed my wrists, slamming me down onto the bed. His hands found their way up my dress and he was soon removing my underwear.

I tried to fight back, I wasn't ready for this. I couldn't move. I was frozen. The alcohol no longer had any affect on me. I couldn't breath. My eyes started to sting as tears streamed down my face.

"You want this, stop fighting back. Slag." His words were like a stab to the heart. Slag? Seriously.

His fingers started to harshly rub me in places that I did not want to be touched.

Everything went in slow motion from then forward. Some girl that I didn't even recognise burst in as Brad threw himself off me. She was followed by another group of people who all had a confused look on their face.

"She wouldn't get off me, she wouldn't stop. She's a fucking psycho." I heard Brad shout, his voice whimpering with fake tears that weren't going to fall. Everyone looked at me with expressions of pure disgust.

Of course people would believe Brad over me. My popularity status against his was nothing. I felt my whole world crash around me. I wanted to be anywhere but here.

Someone stepped forward, "get the fuck out of my house, you're sick." Without hesitation I got up and I pushed through crowds upon crowds of people. I was surrounded to the point I thought I was going to have a panic attack until I found myself outside the front door.

As soon as I stepped outside I felt the cold air ingulf me into a hug, leaving goosebumps on every revealed piece of skin. I looked up to see a dome of stars in a pitch black sky, I felt trapped. I ran into the night, tears blurring my vision until I was outside my front door.

Without thinking I banged the door with both hands until my mother opened it, looking angry until she saw that I was distraught, her expression softened. "What on earth is the matter, love?" I fell into her arms, screaming into her chest until I felt like I was going to pass out.

What felt like months later, I opened my eyes to find myself in my bed, with soaked pillows and crumpled sheets.

A/n: Okay so this is why Emily hasn't been able to face people for a good few weeks, hope you enjoyed. I'm contemplating whether to do the next chapter present day or continuing what happened when she woke up after that night.