My Bi Professor [COMPLETED]

26-"Ash?"

Keiynan-

My time was spent locked in my room.

Sarah was given her own room, as she insisted with living with me. My room had a tv, and a mini bar, so I had all I needed.

Sarah was more of a bitch than normal, somehow. She insisted we only eat at fancy restaurants, and make our relationship as public as possible.

Little did she know, this was helping my plan.

Articles everywhere were filled with headlines such as Lonsdale has a Lady?, Keiynan Lonsdale, founder of Lonsdale Acts Inc. is dating a Sarah Jackson. It was surprising how fast news spread, besides the fact that I was a public figure.

But all day, I couldn't help but think about Ash.

I understood why he didn't show up to work, but I was still concerned. Was he okay?

When the bell rang, I was in my office. And, it was as if I could sense his presence at the door. Sense his uncertainty. And then, the feeling was gone. He was gone.

I knew he was upset. I was, too. How couldn't you be upset? I loved him, and he loved me, and we couldn't be together.

But it would all be over soon.

Ash didn't know this, of course, and I felt guilty for keeping It from him. But, I had to. I just hope he hasn't moved on by then.

The party would be soon. Not soon enough, though. After the party, everything could be the same.

I'm coming, Ash. I'm coming.

The thought ran through my head as I planned the party without him. It ran through my head as Sarah saw paparazzi and tried to plant a kiss on my lips. It ran through my head now, as I was sitting on my bed, trying to not think about him.

I'm coming, Ash. I'm coming.

Sarah knocked on my door. I didn't answer.

In no time, she was pounding. "Keiynan!" She yelled. "I need dinner!"

I groaned, turning off my tv. She was like a 4 year old. She couldn't take care of herself. When I was younger, around high school or college, she insisted on calling me 'Daddy'. Surprisingly, I wasn't into the whole DDLG stuff.

I ran my hand through my hair. I had let it grow longer, enjoying the more hair on my head. Sarah was still banging on my door, and I yanked it open. As a result, she started falling forward. She ended up falling straight into my arms, and, as the nice person I was, I resisted the urge to back away and let her face plant. She grabbed on to my arms, just snuggling into them. I had to yank her off me, resulting in her grumbling something about me either being a dick, or me having a small one. Whichever it was, I ignored the comment.

I walked down my set of stairs to the kitchen. It seemed like so long ago when I was making steak for Ash. When he wrapped his arms around me waist. When he told me all about his family history.

I'm coming, Ash.

Sarah shook her head. "No. We need to go out. We didn't go out last night, we have to tonight." Sarah insisted on us going out at least 5 days a week, insuring that we were seen by paparazzi.

I nod my head. I was afraid of what would come out if I said anything.

We hopped in the car, no words spoken. We were almost like that unhappy couple that was forced to be together because it was good publicity. In fact, we weren't much different.

As we drove, we passed a hospital. Normally, I thought nothing of it, and ultimately ignored it. But, this time, something caught my eye.

"Ash?" I mutter under my breath, slowing the car.

Sarah glares at me. "Can we just go?"

With a second look, I was assured it was Ash walking into the hospital. He was with the group of three friends I had seen him with in the halls, though he hadn't hung out with them for a while. Tears were streaming down his face and one of the girls'. I recognized her as his ex, Andi Albertson.

I ignored Sarah's screams of protest, and parked by the hospital. I couldn't help but let my curiosity get the better of me.

"I swear Keiynan, if you get out of this car, I will call the school right now!" Sarah threatened.

I stuttered, trying to think of a reasonable response. "Um, I... I have to get out. My friend's... grandpa is in there. Yeah. She's sick." I lie.

Sarah scoffs, But allows me to go anyway.

I jump out of the car, practically running into the hospital. I caught sight of Ash taking a seat in a waiting room, and I stayed back. I couldn't help but want to comfort him. To wipe the tears off of his face, to hug him close, and to never let him go.

After a while, he and his friends walked into a room. 113, I noted. It took a while, but soon the door opened again. But, it only revealed his three friends, not Ash himself. It took even longer after that for him to come out. When he did, he motioned Albertson into the room.

His face was tired, and his eyes were wet. Tears seemed to still fall, and bags hung under his eyes. He didn't talk to his two other friends.

I struggled for a way to approach Ash secretly. To get him to tell me what was wrong, how I could help.

But, I ended up not even having to do any work. Instead, Ash caught my eyes. He said something to his friends before walking over to me. He was constantly checking over his shoulder, I'm assuming, to make sure his friends weren't watching him.

I couldn't tell the expression on his face at the sight of me. But, only one hung was on my mind.

I'm coming, Ash.

I wrote an extra chapter, and decided to post it. Although, I may put this book on hold for a month or two, or wrap it up in the next few chapters. It's become stressful with this mixed into my everyday and school life, so I hope you understand.

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