The Teacher

12-Blake

"You fucked our teacher?" David says stuffing his face with pizza.

I roll my eyes.

"No not necessarily."

"What the hell does that mean?" David snorts.

"It means her and him did the dirty but not the nasty." Ebony tries to clear.

"You just made me way more confused Ebony." David replies.

"I tried." Ebony says throwing away her salad.

"Whatever. Just be careful Layla." David warns.

"Why?" I ask.

"His job could be on the line." He says.
"Plus the guy is married."

"Oh please. Who in their right mind would be dumb enough to rat me out?" I ask. "Everyone fears me."

"You've gone soft Lay." Ebony states.

I'm taken aback.

"No I have not. You're lying."

"Nah I agree with her Layla. Ever since you started fucking-- I'm sorry seeing our teacher you've gone soft. It's like he is breaking down your walls." David says.

I guffaw. "The only thing he is breaking down is the face he can't get good pussy at home with his wife."

Ebony chuckles a little.

My phone rings.

I pull it out of my pocket and slide the answer button.

"Hello?"

"Layla?" A familiar voice says on the other side.

I take a deep breath. "Hi dad." I say barely above a whisper.

"How are you snug bug?" He asks.
"Dad please do not call me snug bug."

"Haha alright pumpkin. Are we still on for our dinner tonight at la cafe?"

Oh shit! The dinner!

I gulp. "Uh yeah. What time?"

"8?"

"Yep. I'll be there. By dad."

"Later snug bug."

I throw my phone on the table then plop my forehead onto the nasty lunch table.

"Problem?" David asks.

"Other then my Dad thinking I'm
5, I have dinner with him tonight."

"Ooh fun." Ebony says sarcastically.

"Thanks Eb." I say back.

Davids eyes suddenly go huge in his head.

My eyebrows narrow.
"What's wrong David?" I ask.

He rubs the bridge of his nose with his index finger and points to the cafeteria door.

A guy with tan skin and a man bun tied into a ponytail with a leather jacket and black ripped jeans leans against the door frame.

"No fucking way in he-" I start

"Omg." Ebony sighs.

"I can't believe he is back. The nerve." David says shaking his head.

I roll my eyes and get up. Ebony grabs my wrist.

"You're not actually going over there are you?!" She exclaims.

"I have to."

"You don't have to do anything Lau. He's not worth your time."

"It's either know or later Ebony so it might at well be now."
I shrug breaking free from her grip.

"I'll be five minutes." I state.

"I'm counting." David says.

"After 5 im calling the cops." Ebony raises her eyebrow.

"Oh my gosh guys." I excuse myself from the table and walk straight up to the man.

"Well well well look what we have here." He says smirking me up and down.

"What are you doing here Blake?" I growl.

"What? I can't visit my old school?"

"Not on school says asshole. Leave."

Blake graduated from high school last year. Lets just say we dated.

And broke up.

On very bad terms.

"That's not a nice way to treat a former boyfriend love." Blake says grabbing my hair.

"Blake let go." I warn.

"Or what?" He replies.

"Mhm." I hear someone behind me.

Blake looks up and immediently takes his hand out of my hair.

"The lady said let her go." I hear a familiar voice.
I turn and see Mr.Jackson glaring at Blake and raising his eyebrows.

He was pissed.

"Who are you?" Blake growls.

"I think the question is."
Michael says stepping in front of me throwing me behind him.

Did I mention how sexy he was when he's protective?

Dammit Layla.

"Why the hell are you here Blake Stevens? Shouldn't you be at college?"

"I don't have class today man. I wanted to visit my girlfriend."

Blake looks at me and smiles slightly.

I sigh and grab onto the back of Michaels shirt, burying my face into his back and inhaling his scent.

"I don't think Miss Beckett is interested. Goodbye Mr Stevens." Michael says firmly.

Blake glares at me and then storms off.

I sigh of relief as Michael turns around and hugs me tightly.

I cry a little into his shoulder as he rubs my back soothing me.

"It's okay Layla. It's okay." He whispers.

"Layla!" I hear Ebony and David rush up to us.

"I saw what that jackass did Layla. Let me go beat his ass." Ebony says trying to walk past us. But David restrains her.

"It's okay. Mic--I mean Mr Jackson saved me." I sigh.

Michael rubs my back.
"Who was he?" He asks us.

"Layla's jackass if an ex." Ebony says. I elbow her to shut her up.

"Don't worry he's gone now." Michael says caressing my head.

David and Ebony look at eachother and then back and Michael and I and them smile.

To be continued.........