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Kevin imagine- After school lesson with Mr. Richardson Part 5

A/N: I wanna dedicate this chapter and the last few chapters to @boyfriendposey   . You inspired me to write a lil bit of heart breaking chapters lol. Although my writing doesnt compare to yours but "I Tried"

The days that followed were horrible. I got to school late and avoided Mr.Richardson. We kept up our little act of being okay with each other but by now I was finding it hard to keep my grades up. Every time I looked at him, my heart dropped and I felt like throwing up.

Mr.Richardson made various attempts at trying to talk to me, which I rejected because I was just done with everything. I isolated myself. I didnt speak to my friend Amy, or any of the others. I couldnt even tell anyone. I vowed to take this to the grave and never speak of it again and to forget that this ever happened.

I went to class and heard from our teachers, including Mr.Richardson that a PTM (Parent teacher meeting) was scheduled for Friday. So yeahh. I usually loved going to PTMs cuz the teachers cant really say anything bad about you when youre sitting in front of em. But being face to face with Mr.Richardson? And risking my parents sensing the tension between us? uh no thank you. Im not going. But part of me wanted to go because I knew I did good in school this term, I kinda wanted to be there. So...I went.

Friday came quite quickly, Mr.Richardson had been busy with the PTM's preparations so he didnt try to talk to me. Which I accepted because he did say he didnt love me. I went with my mom and dad to the PTM, they were happy to hear that I had improved remarkably and they were duly proud. One thing... that made my heart pound, my dad and Mr.Richardson hit it off. So much that my dad even said that Mr.Richardson was a great man to which my mother agreed. I kept thinking of what could've been, if Mr.Richardson and I were..together. Then my parents would have loved him. I knew that even thought they would've been mad at first they would've soon accepted us. But it was wrong.    

Mr.Richardson was very nice to my parents, and of course we had to act normal so I exchanged casual glances with him with an undertone of love and hurt in them. Again, I didnt want to dress up but threw on a blue V neck and jeans, I caught a couple of boys staring at me while my parent were speaking with the English teacher but didnt really care. 

My parents were very proud and we went out to dinner. I fell asleep with a smile on my face, even thinking about Mr.Richardson was okay because he was okay at the meeting. But it all vanished when I realized that his behavior at the meeting was only part of our little act and nothing more. He had hurt me, when I trusted him. 

The following week after school,  Mr.Richardson said he wanted to see me. And, because I was yearning and aching for him, I agreed. I had my guard down that day and I went with him.

We walked into the office where we first did it. The day he called me his baby girl, the day he made love to me in a way I had never felt before. He asked me to sit and I did. He sat in the chair on the other side of the desk, while I was on the other.

He looked me in the eyes, his eyes filled with guilt.

"Im sorry...."

I turned my face away, I felt my cheeks burning, my eyes watering up. I bit my lip and stared at the wall in front of me. 

"Baby girl, please"

I lost it at the use of my old nick name, my heart fluttered.
"What..?", I whispered, avoiding eye contact.

"I didnt mean to hurt you baby girl. I really didnt"  

"you dont have to apologize, Mr. Richardson"

"Kevin...", he said.

"Kevin...", I repeated.

"My name sounds so sweet coming from your lips....", he said.

"Cut to the chase.....Kevin"

CLIFFHANGER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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