Chapter 2 Aftermath

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I sit there trying my best to pay attention to my professor giving a lecture on using CAD software, however, it is difficult to even watch him illustrate on how to perceive the work, due to my husband sitting in the back of the classroom watching me. It feels as though his eyes are burning into the back of my scalpel. He's been on what he calls "babysitting" duty because of my little stunt of running off the other day, and to my surprise, I was lucky to be able to leave the house to come to any lectures. Surprisingly due to me having bashed through the garage door, and having broken the window to the back of the "GMC" SUV, which is now in the shop. I sit in my chair leaning onto my hand trying to block out the image of my husband sitting in the back of the room until I began to feel a sharp pain in my stomach. I reposition myself in my seat to get more comfortable until I feel it again. I then pull my leg up onto my other leg which reduces the pain but doesn't stop it. I stay like that for the rest of the class, although it made my foot fall asleep.

-2 hours later-

"Class dismissed, remember the exam is next Thursday!" Professor Jenkins shouts to us before leaving the room. I wait a moment for some of the following classmates to disperse from the room before quickly gather my stuff and start shoving it into my bag; I then grab the rest of my books standing up to leave until a classmate stops me.

"Hey, Ava?"

I look up from my desk and see Jeremy Keen a football player who's known for sleeping with anyone, stating that he and his girlfriend have an "open relationship".

"Um yes?" I say holding my books to my chest,

"Hey, I was wondering if you would like to go on a date sometime?" he asks with a flirtatious look.

I hesitate for a moment trying to figure out why all of a sudden he's even speaking to me...and how he even knows my name since I never talk to him.

"Umm well I'm kind of...well am married, Jeremy. So I'm going to have to deny that offer, sorry"I say to him as politely as I can.

I grab my bag and start to leave until he pulls me back by my arm causing me to drop my books and let go of my bag. I look at him with a bit of fear and he has a grim smirk on his face, he chuckles at me before speaking;

"The date wasn't an invitation, more of a demand," He says squeezing my arm;

"She's not interested asshole" I hear Creg reply from behind, with me not even aware, I'm pulled out of Jeremy grasp and into my husband's arms. I lightly look up at him and he has a scowl on his face looking at Jeremy;

"heh, so who the fuck are you?" Jeremy says.

"Her husband..." Creg says to him with a glare.

Jeremy just smirks at him.

When I look back at Jeremy and then really take a look at Creg their not really that much different in size. But I really don't want an alteration in the middle of the classroom. I grab hold onto Creg's hand tightly, and tap on Creg's chest with my other hand to grab his attention, he holds his glare at Jeremy for a moment before looking down at me; "what?"

"Let's just go, ok, don't pay him no mind" I plead with him.

"He put his hands on you and I don't approve of another man snatching up my wife," He says with anger.

"Creg please-" I began again before Jeremy speaks again.

"You should really listen to her unless of course, you want me to fuck her"

Creg quickly looks back up at Jeremy and gently pushes me aside, he then proceeds to walk up to Jeremy. And now seeing them a lot closer to one another Creg does seem to have the upper hand.

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