Confidential love

23

Mark's Pov

I kept staring at my phone, I really need this job. I already quit this job at the end of the school year. If I don't get this job, then I will have to find someplace close to the college. Who knows what job I would be able to get.

"Mark." Amy's voice was low, she was curled up on the couch across from me.

"What's wrong?"

"I know you keep telling me it's not my fault, but I was the one who made the first sexual move. I was the one on top of you telling you reasons why we should." She was playing with her fingers, "It's my fault if you don't get this job."

"It is not your fault."

"No, Mark. Please just stop taking the blame for everything."

I stood up walking over to her, I kneeled on the floor in front of her.

"If you want to play the blame game I will not blame you." I kept my voice calm, "You don't want me to take the blame then, I will blame Ethan. We have been friends since before we worked at this school, he has turned a blind eye to a lot of shit, but he is not turning away from us. He claims it is to protect us but, I know he is lying."

"Does he hate me?" Her voice started to crack, she was holding tears back.

"No, he hates the idea of a scandal at his school."

"How is this a scandal? We both want it and I am of age."

"Teachers are supposed to be there to teach the students, not fuck them."

"What if you are teaching me sex-ed? Just very hands on."

"Everything is going to be okay, they will call me sometime today, I will do everything I can to ace the interview and we will go from there."

"I want to get a job."

"We talked about that remember?"

"I know, once I am settled in I can apply for jobs on campus. But I want to help now."

"You have too much going on to be worrying about a job. Finals are coming up soon."

"What if I sell some of my artwork!" She perked up. "I can post it online and send it to them."

"Would that make you feel better?"

"Yes, I feel like I am taking advantage of you. I am eating your food, taking up space in your house!"

"I don't feel that you are, but if it makes you feel better then I will help you pack up your masterpieces to sell them."

She lunged at me hugging me.

"Thank you! I am going to go work on something now." She kissed me then rushed up into the kitchen.

As I was getting up my phone went off.

"Hello?"

"Hello, my name is Dana Wilbert I am the hiring lead at the Art Center College of Design. I am looking for Mark.

"This is him speaking, hello."

"Mark, I want to go over a few things with you before we start, it has come to my attention that you are curling dating one of our new students."

"She is a student of mine now at the high school, we are waiting until she graduates to make it official. I wanted to tell you guys first, so it doesn't become a surprise." I sat down on the couch.

"Mark, you are on a protected line, for both of our safety. I want to tell you a secret, I know that you too have been having a sexual relationship. I know this because I was in your shoes. That is how I met my husband. I was tired of how my classmates were acting like little boys, I needed a man. It started off innocently, he was helping me with my classwork, so I can get into college. He offered to take me to go get some coffee after class, we kept that up once a week and next thing we know he is kissing me goodnight on the porch in the middle of a rainstorm. We told each other that we would not let it get any father but, it did. I know Amy is of age and you two are close in age."