Teacher - My Desire | Jeffrey Dean Morgan (English) ✔️

[Chapter Six]

Choose Carefully

Everyone was deeply engrossed in reading the script during break, and I was out of my mind because of getting the leading role and the fact I had to kiss John.

* I have to gather the courage and deal with it.*

"Skye, you look pale. What's wrong?", Maria asked in concerne as she stood next to me.

"I'm so nervous and I can't control it.", I answered looking down at the script.

"And why that?"

"Ha-ha! You must be kidding me!", I said and looked up to her.

"But I'm not. I really can't see what the problem is.", she said seriously.

"It's my kiss with John.", I said and stood up. "For heaven's sake, he showed me his feelings by writing me a song. I think all this is a really bad idea."

"But Mister Morgan thinks it's good for controlling John's outbursts of rage.", she said calm.

"Mister Morgan is wrong. This won't make John any less angry. On the contrary, it will make him even angrier."

"You think?", she asked in unbelief as we saw John coming in our direction.

"Hello, girls!", he said smiling and waved at us. "Skye, could we please talk in privat?", he asked then when he arrived next to us.

"Of course.", I replied smiling.

We stepped back into the corner of the theater. "So, what is it?", I asked him.

"Well.. You didn't say anything about the song. Did you like it?", he asked shy looking down on the floor.

"Uh.. can we please talk about this later?", I said unconftable.

"Hmm.. Okay. Just tell me..", he said now looking right into my eyes. "..did I hurt you?"

"Of course you didn't, don't be silly! It's just.. I have something else on my mind now.", I said and now it was me who was looking on the ground.

"It is about our kiss in the play?", he asked as if it would be nothing for him.

*How did he know?*

"Well, you guessed right.", I just said which caused John to pull a long face when he heard my answer.

I'd never noticed how vulnerable he was until then. He had always been the untouchable heart-breaker. But then I had feelings that every word I was saying was piercing him like a sword. "Listen.. we don't have to do it. We can ask Mister Morgan to delete that part of the script.", he asked after a short silence between us.

"I already talked to him about it."

"Oh.. and what did he say?"

"He said that was not an option."

John took a step closer to me, put his hand on my shoulder and looked me right into my eyes. Again. "Do you want me to talk to Mister Morgan?"

"No. There's no point. He already said that there was no change of the script."

Now, John's eyes turn into anger. He took his hand of my shoulder and clenched both of them as he said: "I think it's one of his moves, some part of his sick game!"

"Don't talk like that! We both know he didn't do anythng bad to any of us. You're just jealous!", I burst out and regret it right after the words left my mouth.