Teacher

Chapter 37

Nicks POV

As I'm driving my thoughts over take me. What if B already knows? What if he just wants me to tell him? He can't already know. No one has told him.

When I pull out of my thoughts I am in my driveway. I walk over to B, and he looks like he's been crying. I try to grab his hand , but he snatches it away from mine. Hurt and anxiety written al over my face. I can feel it. He knows.  He claims that it was just a muscle spasm. But I can tell it was much more than that. He's so pale he looks like he just saw a ghost he's so pale. What's going on?

We walk inside and I sit on the couch. I wipe my hands on my knees to try and calm myself down. It doesn't work. B comes over and sits on my lap, staring straight in my eyes. As if he knows I'm not telling him something.

"So has Mr. Watson said anything to you about his affair thing?" He says playing with my hair. "No the only person that said anything is you. Why?" I say. I probably sound so guilty.

"I don't know the whole aspect of someone cheating has always spared interest in me. You know?" He says placing his hands around my neck massaging the skin back there.
"How so?" I say without oozing at him. I think he can tell to.

"Ohh you know. The aspect of doing something on a personal level to two people. Sometimes they can't tell which person they like better. It's pretty awful. You know? Because if they really loved the first person, like they said they did, the they wouldn't of done anything with the second," he says sounding like he's fighting back tears, "but I guess that is where I got lucky. Because I have you. You would never hurt me... Would you?"he says placing a soft kiss to my forehead. where he kisses me burns as if he placed venom there.

"No. No I wouldn't, and couldn't," I say trying to smile naturally but clearly failing. I think he's noticing.

"Do you think they do it for the thrill of it? The everlasting adventure of not knowing when they'll et caught. Or even the not knowing if their partner already knows? Because that's what I think drives them to do it," he says. His voice cracked a bit. So much is going through my mind. I need to process this.

"I don't know, B, that could be it." I say. My throat burns because I am trying to fight tears. I don't like where this is going.

"So, Nick answer me one question." He says biting his lip. Good. He is going t change the subject.

"Anything, baby," I say with a more relaxed tone. He gets close to my ear and his lips where basically attached to them.

"Was thrill the reason you cheated on me?" he whispered as he climbed off my lap.

My throat goes dry and I instantly feel sweaty.
"W-what?" I say. Maybe he's just teasing me. Or maybe, he's not.

"You bastard! Don't play dumb with me. I know you had sex with Mr. Watson. I wanted you to tell me. Nick, remember when I said no more secrets? Why didn't you tell me?" He yells. A single tear slides down his face. Ii really want to just pul him in my arms and wipe them away. But, I know I can't.

"B, I was drunk. It didn't mean anything. I didn't tell you because I knew you would be mad. I don't want to lose you, please B,"

"Don't call me that, and it's too late. Have a nice fucking life. You cheating bastard! I'm sure the principal won't be happy when she hears about this, Mister Horton," his voice spiteful whenever he calls me that. I try to say something else but he was already gone.

You fall in love the same way you fall asleep, slowly and then all at once. Sadly, you can't break someone's heart slowly. You can only break it all at once. I broke someone's heart. I did exactly what I never wanted or intended to do. Breaking his heart is what broke mine.

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I'm ending this story at 40 parts and then post a sequel. So I hope you guys are excited. Xoxo
    -Paige