After our class, dali-dali ko siyang sinundan.
"Mr. Dela Cruz." tawag ko, "Mr. Dela Cruz!"
But he keep on pretending not to hear me, hanggang sa makarating kami sa office niya.
I followed him inside, and he locked the door. Hindi niya ako tinitingnan.
"So, Vaughn? Or let's say, Mr. Leandro Dela Cruz? How are you? And who the fuck really are you?!"
Bakas sa mukha niya ang matinding pagkainis.
"Anong kailangan mo?"
"So, hindi ka pala chef? Hindi ka pala taga-California at hindi ka rin si Vaughn?! Nagsinungaling ka sa'kin!"
"At ano naman ngayon, kung nagsinungaling ako sa'yo? How about the things that you said? Ang sabi mo 21 ka na, at hindi ka na nag-aaral, pareho lang tayo."
Hinampas ko 'yong table niya, "MASKI NA! Niloko mo ako! Sinungaling ka! Ang sabi mo, chef ka? Ang sabi mo si Vaughn ka?" My voice started to crack, "A-ang sabi mo, hindi mo ako iiwan. Ang sabi mo tatawagan mo ako?! Pero hindi ka tumawag! You gave me the wrong number!"
Hindi siya nakasagot. Nanatili lang siyang nakatitig sa'kin.
"Before I left, you told me words that kept me holding on to you for months!" My tears drop, "You told me, that You love me, at pinaniwalaan ko 'yon!"
I stepped back, and wiped my tears away. I felt his steps getting closer to me. I continued to cry, covering my face with my small hands.
Gently, I felt warm hands holding my hands. He revealed my face, and he looked into my eyes, "I am very sorry, Venus. Natakot ako. Naduwag ako."
"Naduwag? Saaan?!"
"Sa katotohanan... Pero maniwala ka, I loved you. Every bit of what we did for that whole week became memorable to me, for it changes me everyday." sabi niya. He held my left cheek, and wiped my tears, "I'm not 21, Venus. I'm not 25, and I'm not 29 either. I'm already 32, I'm older than you thought I was. I am now your teacher, and you are my student."
I looked into his eyes, and we stared at each other, blankly, for like a few minutes.
Slowly, I noticed that he kept glancing on my lips. I slowly reach out for his lips, but he stayed away, "We couldn't do that anymore. You're my student, I'm your teacher. Our relationship should stay like that, beyond that, is a sin."
"I don't follow the rules. I follow what I want. And it is you, what I want. I want you back." I tried to kiss him, but he stepped back, pushing me away.
"Venus! Stop! This isn't funny. This is a serious matter. What happened to us was just a thing from the past. We couldn't change anything. I am your teacher, and you are my student." he then unlocked the door of his office, "Now please, I want you to leave."
I stared at him, directly into his eyes, and slowly left the room, with no buts and no ifs.
BINABASA MO ANG
My Lover Is My Teacher (ON GOING)
RomansaTrigger Warning : toxic relationship, large age gap, intense language, rough sex Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created by the author. Further promotion of relationships with your teacher or any older person with a significant age difference...
