Mr. Fischbach • M.F

•chapter 11•

'Yeah, unfortunately.' Neveah thought in her head as she watched him sit in a seat diagonal from her. She was absolutely infuriated at the fact Liam was now in her second hour class. Luckily he didn't acknowledge her when he made his way to his seat. He sat in the middle row, near the front. Neveah was in the right row, directly in the middle. She was utterly disgusted by his presence.

Mr. Peterson advised the class to practice their lines while he filled the 'new' student in. Micheal, her partner for the assignment pulled a seat up next to Neveah's desk and the two began going back and forth between their lines. Of course when it came to the kissing part they pretended they did, only for the sake of Mr. Fischbach and Micheal's girlfriend. They practiced and practiced, over and over until Neveah could finally read her lines without looking down at her paper packet. Liam had over heard Neveah's voice while receiving instructions from Mr. Peterson.

After the teacher had left him, he looked over his shoulder at where Neveah was sitting. He watched Micheal and her say their lines and once in a while laugh together when she'd mess up. He scoffed while he felt his heart being poked and prodded; even though his feelings for her disappeared along with him, he still missed what they had. And seeing her have a laugh with another guy was more than painful for him. But he knew he deserved it, he deserved all the pain in the world for what he did to Neveah.

Liam definitely had a temper, a severe one at that. No one in his life ever taught him how to control it, nor know what to do when it gets to its full extent. And whenever it would get to those points, he'd forget to use his head and end up hurting something or someone verbally or physically. And back before he disappeared, Neveah happened to be the only one in his life besides his little brother at the time. So she was the one that endured his relentless, unforgiving anger.

The rest of the hour had consisted of more line memorizing for Neveah and Micheal. Once the bell rung, all students hurried out the classroom and headed to their third hours. She looked back, she saw Liam heading directly towards non of other than Mr. Fischbach's classroom. She wondered how he'd be treated in his class, considering what she had confessed to her English teacher about him. She assumed Mr. Fischbach would treat him as if he were the equivalent to dirt, but she wasn't completely sure if he would.

Neveah made it to her third period, Ms. Myers Chemistry class and sat at her lab table and prepared herself for an hour of boredom. But she was kinda grateful for how slow time was going, due to the fact she didn't feel like facing Mr. Fischbach next hour. She adored that man so much, and to sit in front of him knowing how naive he was to the fact her love for him was unmeasurable was merely unbearable. She took this time in chemistry to sort her feelings. But when she got down to it she realized their was really nothing to sort. She knew what needed to be done, but the mere thought of it was heart wrenching.

She finished the assignment and let out a shaky breath, she needed to let him know exactly how she feels. He's under the impression Neveah and him have a clear understanding that their little deal is just a fling. But that's just not the case anymore, in fact, the case has opened up to something way bigger on her end. She needed to clear the air and be honest with him. Even though she knew exactly what was to happen if she were to say the five simple words to him.

"I'm in love with you."

She would except him to be undoubtedly speechless, and turn her down immediately. She imagined the disbelief he would display on his face. She couldn't picture how it would go exactly, only because she was still debating whether or not to tell him. It was either, confess her feelings and ruin the lust and what little form of love she'd get from him. Or continue to torment herself by concealing her true feelings and keep the blissful deal she had with her English teacher.