This Wasn't Suppose To Happen

Chapter 3

"You are infuriating! I do all your set work, I come to class on time and leave on time. I out my hand up and I ask questions. I give you the most amount of respect and you treat me like this? teasing me in front of the whole class because I fumbled over one stupid sentence in this damned to hell course book!?" I ask as I yell in his face.

"It was a joke Ivy." I groan and shake my head.

"Don't call me Ivy! it's Ivory!" I growl harshly.

"Okay, Ivory, just...let's go into my office and talk." I sigh and walk into his office.

You'd think after the park last weekend, where I helped him figure out his problem with his wife, he'd be nice to me and appreciate me a little more. Mr Lilac sighs and locks his office door.

"Look, I didn't know it'd offend you so much. From now one you don't have to read if you don't want to okay?" I shake my head and sit down.

"Or maybe you could treat me with a bit more respect." I say in a soft sigh.

"I do, I respect you a lot Ivy, especially after you practically saved my marriage." He says softly.

Kneeling in front of the seat I'm sitting on his hand on my knee, I fight the urge to shiver from his hot touch.

"Please stop calling me Ivy." I beg in a soft voice.

"Why don't you like people calling you that?" He asks.

I shake my head as tears brim my eyes. The memory of him, when we were laughing in the car. The way his arms wrapped so perfectly and protectively around me.

"I just don't like it." I say softly, my voice cracking slightly.

"Don't bullshit me." I look up into his eyes with my own teary ones.

"As hard as it may be for you to believe me, I was madly in love with someone...but he died when I was sixteen. He gave me the nickname and ever since it just hurts too much to hear my own name let alone that nickname." I Look at everything and anything but at Mr Lilac.

"You were there when he died weren't you?" His knowing voice asking.

I close my eyes, images of the car wreck, being stuck next to him, calling for him to wake up. He was a year older and on his P's. A drunk driver hit.

"Yes." I whisper softly.

"Okay, I'll stop calling you Ivy." He says.

"You can stay back here if you want. You can come back out to the class." I smile at his offer.

"There's work to be done sir, I'd rather learn than sit here feeling sorry for myself." I say as I stand up.

I can see he wants to say something but he let's it go and let's me go back to the class. If only Beau and Axel were here with me to cheer me up but their in Mr Greg's aka Peter's class right now. I sigh and get on with my work.

"Ivory, stay back please." I nod my head and wait for everyone to leave after the bell.

"You know, there's nothing wrong with feeling sorry for yourself. It shows you're human." I shake my head.

"I just don't have it in me to think that way. I mean if it were a friend of mine upset I'd tell them it's normal but for me it's not. I'm the strong one. I'm suppose to be the shoulder to cry on." I say looking into his beautiful eyes.

"That's not how it's meant to be. Your parents should be assuring you things will be okay and to be the shoulder you lean on." I shake my head.

"What parents? They're never home. Always out on business trips while I'm stuck in a mini mansion with a little two year old brother who has started to call me mum because I'm the only person he's known to look after him. Sure I have money but it's bribery and I'm not the party type or the really social type so that goes nowhere but for Gas for my car and food!" I close my eyes and sigh. I can't believe I just told him all that.

"Just forget that. I'm fine Mr Lilac. I need to go, my friends are waiting." I say while grabbing my bag.

I'm almost by the door when his hand takes hold of my arm and he pins me between him and the door. His body against mine making my whole body heat up dramatically.

"Stop trying to hide away." He whispers before pulling me into a hug.

I sigh, it's been the shorter end of two weeks since school started and he's stripping me bare and vulnerable in the emotional sense.

His spicy cologne giving me a head spin from how intoxicatingly delicious it smells. I allow my head to rest softly on his shoulder as I hug him back.

"I have to go." I say as I pull away.

This time he doesn't stop me. I walk out to find Axel waiting for me. He gives me a sad smile when he sees my eyes are red and pulls me into a hug.

"It always hurts more at this time of the year." I sigh as I lean into Axel.

I hear a slight growl from behind me. Turning around, I see Mr Lilac staring at Axel and I with his fists clenched and his shoulders tense. His eyes glued on Axels arm around my shoulders.

"He's staring." I murmur as I look forward again.

Axel looks back then looks at me with a smirk, a knowing smirk that says he knows something I don't.

"Yeah and he's jealous." I roll my eyes at his comment.

"One; he doesn't like me so there's no need to be jealous and two; he's married." I remind him.

"That honestly doesn't mean a thing." Axel says shrugging.

I roll my eyes and continue walking with Axel to Peter's office where Beau, Peter and Jason are. He can't be jealous...can he?