Flipped (L.T.)

Chapter 32: Crossing the Line

<MARILYN'S POV>

I fix my shirt, making sure all the buttons are aligned and my uniform looks like it wasn't just ripped open. I pull up skirt and straighten out my socks before slipping on my flats and strapping them on.

"Mmm, I never get tired of seeing you in that uniform." He purrs in my ear, trailing his fingers down my arm before placing kisses on my shoulder.

I lightly shrug him off, picking up my jacket from the floor. When I return upright, he presses me back up against the board, separating my legs with one of his as he holds my wrists on either side. Usually I would've found this arousing and begged for another round, but I'm over this. I don't want to have these 'detentions' and sneak around. I'm no longer the lonely sap trying to rebound. Louis actually needed me now and the only man I wanted to touch me was him; not my teacher.

"C'mon, you've been holding back all day.." He coos, "whats a matter babe?" His raven hair is ruffled and deep blue eyes surging with lust, but his voice comes out more concerned than I expected.

"I'm just not in the mood." I say, and turn my head when he tries to kiss me again.

"Not in the mood?" He repeats dryly. "We both know that you always have the need miss Rossie." He says tauntingly, nipping my earlobe. I have to suppress a moan. He's trying to reel me back in. I cant give in to this. If I want to change for Louis, I need to learn how to control myself.

When he realizes I'm not going to respond like he wants, he pulls back from me and his face hardens.

"Tell me, why the sudden change of heart?" He asks skeptically. "You usually enjoy this more than I do. Whats the problem now?"

I don't answer. If I tell him its because of Louis, he'll only laugh at me. I might've spilt a few things about my hidden feelings. He agreed that Louis was an asshole for treating me so poorly and would be disappointed if he found that I'd let him in my life again.

"Its him, isn't it? That Tomlinson fellow." He says gruffly. I keep quiet. He releases one of my hands to turn my head to him. "Answer me, Marilyn." He demands. I still refuse to respond.

"How pathetic could you be." He spits, throwing my head back and scooting away. "He doesn't want anything to do with you!"

"Yes he does, he needs me!" I retort, holding in tears that threaten to fall.

He laughs at me, just like I thought. Its a hearty, crude laughter that makes me feel less than nothing. I knew no one would understand, but anything Louis needs, I will be there. Regardless of how desperate I sound, I'll stay with him as long as he wants me. No matter what people think of me.

"You really don't get it, do you?" He shakes his head at me, walking around to his desk.

"Get what?"

He just shakes his head again. "You'll see." He says smugly. "Just know miss Rossie, my door is always open." He plops down in his seat, resting his feet on the desk. "And you will be back."

The certainty behind his voice sickens me. He doesn't know that; he doesn't know anything.

Instead of arguing, I pick up my bag and make my way to the common room to meet Clara. Arnie was suppose to give us a lift to town to grab lunch. I was starved and wanted nothing more than a good sandwich from the deli.

No one was in the halls to see me come from his classroom and there was rarely any students that came in sight. When I finally turned the corner to the common room, it looked more alive. There were people in the their usual cliques walking around, couples holding hands, making out in the corners. How trashy. At least I'm decent enough to find a room to do my dirty work.