My Bi Professor [COMPLETED]

24-"Worst. Day. Ever."

Ash-

I get back to my dorm that night. Nathan was still giving me the not-so-silent treatment, mumbling things about me under his breath.

The next morning, I make my way to Keiynan's office. Keiynan? Professor Lonsdale?

Anyway, I enter the office without permission as I had been doing for some weeks now. Keiynan had his face buried in some work as I stepped in.

As he kept working, it was clear Keiynan wasn't aware I had stepped in. I did a loud and obnoxious cough, the one you do when you want someone to notice you.

He lifted his head from his work for a second, and his face fell back down. "Miller. Take a seat."

I slowly close the door behind me, confused by his use of my last name.

Keiynan drops the pen with a sigh. "Okay. So, what happened the other night can't happen again." He tells me, making my mouth fall. I was too stunned to say anything, so Keiynan continues.

Well, not continues, just moves on. "So, anyways, we have a party planned in two weeks. Mr. Gonzalez insisted we have one."

"Wait," I backtrack, "why can't we?"

"We can't get caught. Not again. Not with higher risks." He explains.

Once again speechless, Keiynan sends me to get some coffee.

I couldn't believe this. I just got him back, and now I was losing him again? I lost count of how many times that had happened.

The disbelief and sadness wasn't even comforted in the misspelling of Keiynan's name. It made me even sadder in fact.

I couldn't think of not calling him by his first name again. It would be horrible. We had grown so close.

Fuck Sarah.

I couldn't stand her. This was all her fault. She wanted a handsome man on her shoulder.

I wanted Keiynan, regardless of the fact that I couldn't show him off to my friends. I couldn't hold his hand in the halls.

Well, now I could never hold his hand.

Not when I go to his house. Not when we are in his office after hours. Not when we drive to the next town to get a cup of coffee.

Never.

I get back to the office, and place the coffee on his desk. I swear, he is addicted to this stuff. But, he doesn't look up at me like he had. He doesn't lock eyes. He doesn't flash me a bright smile. He doesn't snicker slightly when I blush. He doesn't even acknowledge me.

I would have to get used to this, right?

Keiynan - Mr. Lonsdale - dismisses me, and I walk out into the halls, wandering. Nathan still refused to say as much as a 'Good morning' to me, Andi only confronted me about the twins, and Phoenix could barely even look at me.

My three old friends walk past me in the hall, and Nathan purposely bumps my shoulder with a growl. I slide the sling of my backpack properly back on, Nathan almost knocking it off.

I make my way to the most miserable class I'd have.

I take a seat in the back corner of the acting room, scrunching in the corner.

Corners were comforting, in a way. It was if they were protecting me from the evils. Blocking them out. It made me less noticeable, hiding me in the dark. It supported me, on all sides.

It seemed to be the only comfort available to me these days.

Andi walked into the class after waving goodbye to 'her' friends. Before, I was the 'leader of the pack'. I was 'in control' of the friend group. Now, it was Andi. She was the one they all listened to.

As she strutted towards the middle row of seats, I couldn't help but understand why I had liked her.

She was powerful. Strong. Caring. Helpful. Smart. Talented. And hot. Very hot.

As this wasn't the first time, I was able to stop staring before I started drooling. I knew I was only lonely. Really lonely, apparently.

The class falls silent a few seconds after the bell rings and the teacher steps in.

I instantly pull myself further into the corner, not wanting him to notice me. He scans the room, and sure enough his eyes find mine.

Strange enough, Mr. Lonsdale's eyes seemed full of apology, and the desperation to be understood, and heard out.

I once again told me it was solely me being lonely. I wanted him to be apologetic. He didn't.

That was the only glance sent my way that whole class.

I slowly walked up to his office after school. I held up my fist to the door, pointer and middle finger knuckles pulled out slightly, ready to knock. My heart pounded in my ears as I debated my options.

In the end, I decided against going into his office.

I couldn't face him. Not yet. It would be too hard. And, I knew he'd understand.

I honestly didn't think any of this could get worse.

I slunk back to my dorm, depression setting in. I wondered if this is how Jax felt. For the first time in my life, the thought of suicide flashed.

Well, flickered.

It was there one second, then gone. I could only imagine what Jax had to go through and feel to fully commit to it.

I pushed open my dorm door, only for my first sight to be Nathan and Andi making out on the couch. Nate's shirt was removed, as was Andi's, and Andi's hands were feeling all over his body.

She jumped at the sound of the door, but not fast enough. I still caught a glimpse of their tongues entering one another's mouth. I still caught a glimpse of my ex best friend's hand squeezing my pregnant ex girlfriend's butt.

Andi sheepishly pulled her shirt back on, rushing out of the dorm and nervously waving goodbye to the both of us.

Nathan groaned as he slumped back, laying down on the couch. His shirt was still on the floor, and he didn't seem to have any intentions of putting it back on.

"Worst. Day. Ever." I grumble under my breath.

Nathan runs his hand through his hair as he looks at me with a smirk. I storm into my room, only to have my phone buzz as I through it onto the bed.

Strangely, the name that flashed on the screen was Andi's. I picked it up, instantly confused and concerned. "Andi? What's wrong?" I say.

Her breaths were forced and heavy. She sounded like she was crying. I was about to ask if she and the babies were okay, but she started first. Most of it was inaudible through her stuttering, though I understood some. "A-a-a-Ash!" Her voice was quivering, her volume everywhere. "I-I-it's my mom." I gasp.

Her mom practically took care of me when I was young. She was there when Jax killed him self. There when Colton decided to go out drinking. There when Colton couldn't stop crying. She was like my own mom. "What's wrong?" I ask again.

Andi tried to compose herself. "S-she's dying, Ash. She fell, a-a-and..." she couldn't continue, just broke out crying.

My first instinct was to run out of the dorm. I ignored Nathan's grimace, and ran out into the halls. Sure enough, I found Andi on the floor. She was shaking, her face was streamed with tears, and her phone was on the ground beside her. I had already hung up.

I got down, hugging her and stroking her hair. "Shh. It'll be okay." I told her repeatedly, though I myself felt like crying.

I had to repeat it to myself, too.

It'll be okay.