Sleeping With the Professor (NOT CONTINUING)

Twenty

1 Month Later

I sat in my dorm room alone. This is the same scene I look at every day since the accident. I had to do all my work from the dorm because my head injury made it too risky to go out, especially with my luck. Ryan has come over occasionally with Rebecca to help her keep me company. My professors all email me assignments and notes so it makes my academic life easier, not to mention the fact that I'm all caught up on homework and essays.

My parents came to visit me last week. They scolded me for being so irresponsible and asked questions about my love life. I could only respond with yes and no questions to avoid breaking down and crying in front of my parents. But before they left they told me to be safer and to call them more often.

They didn't bring Sarge.

So everyday I sat in this four walled room, leaving four times a day to go to the bathroom. When I went to the bathroom I had to use a walker to increase my stability to ensure that I didn't slip and fall anywhere.

The confinement and limitations made me have major depression. When Becca was in class I cried a lot and just laid on my bed tossing and turning out of boredom. The only good thing that's come out of this situation is that I'm writing another novel. This one is going to be about my personal life. I feel like it needs to be shared and awareness needs to be raised for the things I have gone through.

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"Hey girl!" Becca walked in the room carrying multiple bags of food from the burger place a few blocks away from the college. "I come bearing gifts my friend." She unfolded our small table that was leaning against the wall in the corner and unbagged our food.

"That smells so good." My stomach was growling. I took the longest nap before she showed up and I was in need of a bite.

"This isn't all I brought." She winked slyly and pulled out another bag. I rose an eyebrow at her as I took a seat, popping a few fries into my mouth. She pulled the glass bottle out of the bag and popped the cork off.

"Whiskey?" I giggled accepting the glass she had just poured. "Don't mind if I do." One drink couldn't hurt right?

"You're holed up in here all the time, I just had to show some cleavage. It was worth it." Becca downed her glass of whiskey before shoving her bacon burger into her mouth.

"Was he old and creepy?" I asked, swirling a fry around in my ketchup and mayonnaise mixture.

"Oh hell yes," She shuddered and covered her mouth that was still filled with food. "He stared at my chest the entire fucking time." She rolled her eyes and poured herself another glass.

We chatted about her classes for a little while before she decided that we should go grab a quick shower before watching some movies. I happily obliged, grabbing my favorite pair of pajamas and shoving them into my shower bag.

She helped me walk to the bathroom, her hand resting on my lower back protectively in case my foot was to give out. We showered in adjacent stalls and waited for each other to finish before going out to the sinks.

The two of us had bonded so much this past month to the point where she was truly the only person in the world I could full heartedly trust. She made this month of hell bearable.

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I woke up the next morning, it was a Thursday. Rebecca had already left for class, she left me her leftover breakfast to snack on. I climbed down from my bed and started to eat the potatoes and eggs on the plate. I was startled when my phone started ringing.

"Hello," I picked up, gulping down the last bit of food in my mouth.

"Is this Lillian O'Bryan?" A soft frail voice spoke on the other side. I responded and she continued. "I'm calling to tell you that the doctor has cleared you to resume your classes. You're last scan showed great signs of improvement and he thinks you will be good to do normal things again."

I thanked the woman repeatedly not even hearing the rest of what she said. After another minute or so I got off the phone and immediately slid my feet into my worn converse and grabbed my wallet.

I took a deep breath as the door to my room shut behind me. It's been so long since I could actually leave campus other than doctors appointments. My feet carried me to the bus station and I sat down on the long, decaying bench next to some small woman with earbuds in.

The sun felt amazing against my skin and I sent Becca and my parents a text regarding the news. Becca responded instantly.

"So happy to hear that! Chemistry is killing me, send help," I sent her a laughing emoji in response before putting my phone back in my pocket.

It only took the bus ten minutes to arrive and I gleefully stepped on after the woman with the earbuds. I threw a nickel in the container and sent a warm smile towards the scowling bus driver.

I found an empty seat in and the back of the bus. The exciting smells of the bus and others around me overwhelmed my senses. A month felt like eternity. Before I knew it the bus was stopped where I needed to get off.

Tony's house was a five minute walk so I toughed it out and nearly jogged the entire way. The gleeful sound of birds chirping caused a large grin to plaster itself on my lips, unwavering.

And now I was here. Standing in front of the house, his truck parked in the driveway. My instincts told me to run into his arms and sob. But my body wouldn't let me. I casually walked up and rapped my knuckles on the door three times. At first it took Tony a minute. I almost left but the sound of a lock clicking snapped me out of it.

The door opened and I threw my body on his, nearly knocking him over. "Lilly?" Tony's voice was filled with confusion.

He pulled away and looked at me really hard, starting at the scrapes on my face and the bandages around my forehead. Tony shut the door and led me to the couch, handing me a blanket and sitting down next to me.

"Where have you been?" He grabbed my hand. He had a beard now and had gotten a haircut at some point. His face was sullen and his eyes were tired and glossy.

"I fell and basically busted my head open," I shrugged.

"I've missed you," He sighed, reaching one of his hands out and tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear. "Did you complete all of your assignments I emailed you?"

Before answering, I looked him up and down. He was wearing basketball shorts and a tight fitting black t-shirt.

"Yes, I'll turn them in next class." I said whilst leaning my head on his shoulder.

We sat like this for a while until I felt liquid hit the top of my head. I looked up confused and was met by a crying Tony.

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