Pleasure in Pain [Student/Teacher]

Chapter 11

            I felt content when I opened my eyes to a new surrounding. The bedroom was a dual color, maroon and white. It was absolutely beautiful. The dark, wooden desk in the corner matched perfectly, while the white dresser on the other side of the room complimented the maroon. The bed was also very comfortable, and I felt warm wrapped up in the blanket. I could hear Jason snoring next to me, a soft snore. It was kind of cute. My eyes fixated on his closed ones. He looked at peace.

            It took a few seconds for me to register that I had stayed at his house. It made me a little nervous, but I felt at ease, like I belonged. It was a weird feeling, but I welcomed it. My nerves however, shot up when I remembered one important detail. Being careful not to wake him, I slowly slipped out of bed and left his room. I practically sprinted down the stairs and grabbed my cell phone that I left on the couch.

            24 missed calls and 13 voicemails.

            Fuck.

            My heartbeat pounded erratically in my chest when I checked whom they were from. I felt sick as I read the word ‘Dad.’ Last night’s memories quickly came back to me. I had been exhausted after Jason made me orgasm for my first time. Exhausted to the point where we went up to him room, had a small make out session, and then I was fast asleep. I had completely forgotten to call my dad and tell him I was sleeping over at Milly’s. I knew she would cover for me, but it might have been too late.

            I decided to listen to the voicemails first, just to see how angry he was. Clicking on the first one my father sent, I pressed the phone to my ear and listened.

            “Lillian, just wondering if you’re alright and how the project is going. Call me when you get a chance.”

            The first one calmed me a little. Second one.

            “Why aren’t you answering? This is the sixth time I’ve called.”

            Oh gosh.

            “Lillian! Answer your phone! Are you trying to make me angry?”

            “It is way past your curfew, young lady! What the hell could you be doing?”

            “You are so ungrateful! I let you go and work with Milly for your project and you ignore me!? You will definitely be hearing about this when you get home.”

            “I don’t know if this is some kind of stupid phase, but it’s pissing me off. You are not going to rebel while you live under my roof. I raised you better than this! I didn’t raise you to be selfish!”

            “I’m seeing a pattern, Lillian, and it’s going to stop. You never do anything right, I swear! Sometimes I wish I never had kids.”

            That last one stung me.

            “When I was your age and if I acted like this, I was taken out back to the shed and my father would whip my ass! You’re lucky I’m not like that!”

            “Just wait until you get home, Lillian.”

            “You know what, you’re just a lost cause!”

            I couldn’t listen to the other three after that. Tears were already flowing down my cheeks. I didn’t know whether to be upset or genuinely scared, but I was feeling both. My stomach turned as I thought about what would happen when I got home. I didn’t even want to. I wanted to just stay with Jason and hope my father just forgot about it all, but knew that wouldn’t happen. I had no clothes, no toothbrush, and I needed to go to school. I was stuck.