Mr. Malik: The Physics teacher

Chapter 8

Mia's POV:

Hot water cascaded down my back, unknotting the strained muscles in my back. Thick, fat tears slipped down my cheeks as I replayed the events of the night. Why had I allowed him to touch me like that? What was wrong with me?

He has never been nice to me, so why? Why did his lips feel so good on my skin? Why didn't I push him away sooner? I cried my eyes out until the water turned cold.

I wrapped myself in a towel and went straight to bed. I didn't care if I hadn't studied or eaten or done my homework. All I cared was that how was I going to confront him tomorrow.

My alarm went off as usual but for the first time in years I didn't want to get out of my bed. I simply lay there.

A jumble of thoughts enclosed my mind. I could feel the ghosts of his hands lingering on my body. I could remember every touch his lips made on my skin. The way we almost kissed. But most importantly, I remembered how I enjoyed it. How I couldn't stop him even if I wanted to. How his touch ignited sparks in my body. Yes, I have been kissed before but I have never felt such intensity until now. Silently, I traced the lines on my jaw, where his lips had been. I closed my eyes as I felt a blush creeping into my cheeks.

No! I couldn't feel this! I swore not to feel like this anymore!

Quickly, I threw off the comforter and barged into the bathroom. I splashed water on my face several times before looking at the reflection in the mirror. My usually tan face was now pale and my eyes were unusually dull. My hair was a mess but I could care less.

I put on a t-shirt and some old jeans, not in the mood to dress up. I grabbed my backpack and walked out without eating breakfast. I took the longest route to school, avoiding the main road and passing through streets.

Once I was there, I made a bee-line to my locker. I took out my necessary items and books for the day and headed straight to the library. I didn't want Kylie to look for me, so I texted her quickly, saying that I would be late today.

I sat down on one of the few tables our library had and started on last night's homework. I had a math test today that I had been preparing for the last week but I couldn't concentrate. The images were too clear and refused to go away, no matter how hard I tried. I completed my homework quickly and opened my math book to study.

A giggle echoed followed by these words, "Oh, you are such a tease!"

WHAT?

"Oh, come on! We can do this later, let's get out of here before someone sees us!"

WHAT THE HELL?

I looked around to locate who in this stupid world was making such "interesting" comments so early in the morning and saw a lady who was half-dressed. Her shirt was unbuttoned and a man was holding her against the wall, devouring her neck.

I recognized the dark mop of hair immediately and I stood up from my chair in anger. The sound made him turn around. When his eyes landed on me, they turned wide in shock.

I glared at him furiously, grabbed my book from the desk and stormed out.

"Mia, wait!"

But I couldn't wait and I certainly wasn't going to stop. I felt a hand grab my wrist and I flung back immediately. The book dropped from my hands and he caught my other hand in his grasp.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" I yelled. I struggled to free my hands from his strong grasp but failed miserably.

"LET ME GO!" I continued my struggle while he only tightened his hold on me. He started dragging me to a quiet corridor when I contemplated screaming for help. But he seemed to have understood my plan and he clamped a hand over my mouth, gathering my wrist into only one hand. I tried to loosen his grip but it was starting to hurt now.

"The more you struggle, the more pain you endure." He said, with a smirk on his face.

"Umph." Was all I could manage. I tried shaking my head violently but he pushed me against the wall.

His breath was close to my skin and I turned my face away from him in disgust. His nose skimmed my cheek ad he breathed in a good bit of my scent.

"You're a feisty little thing, aren't you?" He muttered.

I looked up at him with such anger and disgust in my eyes that he backed away a little. Just a little.

"Look, Mia. I didn't mean for you to see that. You just happen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time."

EXCUSE ME? I was in the library to study! Not to do some horrendous things like you!

"Okay, I'm going to take my hand away but don't scream, alright?"

OFCOURSE I won't scream, you scumbag!

Finally, he took his hand away from my mouth and I immediately pushed against his chest to create a good bit of distance between us.

"You insenstive jerk! How dare you? How dare you talk to me like this? I was only there to study and it's not my fault that you pick such stupid places to makeout with your whores!" I yelled in his face.

His eyes flashed with anger and I felt myself being pressed against the wall again. His breathing had turned rash and his hands grips my wrists with an unbearable force.

"Let go, Zayn!" 

But he didn't let go. He stood there, burning me with his eyes.

"Stop it, Zayn. Let me go! You're hurting me!" I almost sceamed.

Unvoluntarily, a tear rolled down my cheek when I looked up at him again. His expression changed within a second and he completely let go of me.

"Mia, I..."

I didn't bother to listen. I ran down the hall and turned to the right, running as far as possible from the man who had hurt me.

A/N:

Peeeppppps! Hey you guys! Sorry this is short but its still an update!!! Continue to love me!!!

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Much love,

Mia xx