Chapter Eight

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Jonah

“You can’t keep doing this Mr. Marais.” Mr.Fran said to me with a little heat to his voice. I have stayed after class once again, like I have been for this whole week. I just wanted Mr.Fran to let me into his life on a more personal level, one were I was his boyfriend.

“All I did was ask what your name was, if you were in a relationship, and if you liked guys?” I say trying to act innocent.

“Mr. Marais you need to stop staying after class unless you actually have a question.” Mr.Fran tells me.

“But those are questions.” I counter to him, sliding my legs out and leaning into my chair, getting comfortable.

“Not the type of questions you should be asking! And you know that. You need to stop trying to get my attention Mr. Marais, because it is NEVER going to happen. You are going to get me fired and I just got this job. I will not have you be the reason that keeps me from my dream job." Mr. Fran said, but he wasn't done.

"Do you know how hard it is to have people hire you when you are this young, masters degree or not, Mr. Marais. It’s very hard, harder than you have tried to get me to have sex with you. And let me tell you, you have tried hard. So please Mr. Marais get out of my classroom and stop this game you are playing. I will see you Monday for class and not after class.” Mr.Fran said before turning around waiting for me to leave. And trust me that didn’t take long.

I was humiliated and wanted to cry for the rest of the day alone under the covers of my bed. I can’t believe Mr.Fran would say that stuff. I guess I was wrong, we didn’t belong together. I walked to lunch fighting the tears that threaten to come out. I took a seat at the table, not even bothering to get lunch. 

“What’s wrong?” Jack asked with Zach looking at me worried. I take a shaky breath and a few tears leak out of my eyes.

"I was staying after Mr.Fran’s class like I have been doing, when he said I needed to stop because he would never get with me or have sex with me. That he worked hard for his job, which was harder than I have worked to get him, and that he wasn’t going to get fire over a pathetic relationship.” I choke out.

“Let’s go.” Zach says, with both Jack and Zach getting up and leading me out of the lunch room, through the school, the school yard and to my dorm. They had me unlock the door and open it.

Only when we were safely on my couch, the door shut and locked did I let  all the tears fall. I felt broken. Like my heart had been ripped out and stomped on. Jack and Zach comforting me all throughout the day and night.

They helped me through the weekend, telling me I was better than Mr.Fran. And how he didn’t deserve me anyway and that I would be better off without Mr.Fran anyway. I could find someone new that was worth my time and would respect me. It made me feel better, and gave me confidence again. I could do this.


Author's Note: Poor Jonah, I hope the other two will be okay (evil laughter). Told you it would pick up!!! Please comment and tell me your thoughts 😁

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