GUARANTEED

fatigue

I had not played football but my body felt extremely tired. I hadn't ran a marathon but I couldn't get my hands to move and open the car door and run into my house since it was raining hard.
My body was feeling feelings that I had not anticipated. Why did I feel like I had done something wrong when I had stopped something that could get Mr Elliot into trouble. I had prevented being further humiliated by Mr Elliot too.
But I just felt so drained for some reason.

The rain did not match my mood at all. I was hoping the heat would remain especially because my body was still burning in all the places Mr Elliot had touched me.

I had done the right thing and I should be proud of myself.
I looked down and realized who's sweatshirt I was still wearing. Mr Elliot's. It smelled exactly like him.
Like the smell of timber and hot passionate sex. I loved this smell and I was glad I would be falling sleeping  somewhat in his arms today.

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Monday was hell.
Not because of what happened before with Mr Elliot but because I was behind on one assignment.
I didn't feel like explaining why my macroeconomics assignment was not completed and I wasn't anticipating the disappointed look Miss Alyssa would look at me with.

" I promise to hand it in before the end of the day miss. I just had a lot to work through..."
" I understand Wesley. Just make sure you hand it in as soon as you can."
At least that went better than I anticipated. Also I got zero disappointed looks from her.
I spent study hall working on said assignment and even managed to finish off a few that weren't due anytime soon.
For a person that felt like shit, I was actually kind of killing it. Still felt like shit though.

I decided to hand it in earlier and so I headed in the direction of the staff room in hopes of finding Miss Alyssa there.
On the way there I decided to occupy my mind with useless thoughts of what the future held and how I would be as an adult. Things that nobody should bother thinking because life always does what it wants anyway.

I approached the office and I heard chuckling that couldn't be mistaken. I'd dreamt about that chuckle one too many nights. I peeped into the office and saw Miss Alyssa propped on a desk that Mr Elliot was seated at laughing and touching on his arm.
A sharp pain went through my stomach and I felt like my eyes were stinging.
I had no right to feel these feelings.

I took a deep breath that felt like a shiver and wiped my face ridding it of all the cold sweat that was there.
Suddenly my exhaustion doubled over and my legs felt like they were just learning of the weight of my body.
I held onto the door knob tightly and then I felt it turn but I wasn't doing it on my own will.

"Oh Wesley. What a surprise. Are you already done with the assignment." Miss Alyssa asked me but I couldn't look at her. My eyes were staring straight ahead at hazel eyes that pierced right into my soul.

"Y-yes I'm done miss. Here it is." I said and hurriedly rushed out of there.
I ran and went into the boys bathroom and splashed my face with cold water in hopes of getting rid of that tight pang in my chest and that sharp feeling in tummy.

This is a horrible feeling. I hate it.

Suddenly the door opened and I couldn't be bothered to look up to see who it was.
"You know for somebody that doesn't wanna have anything to do with me you sure act like you're in love.."
I rushed over to him and placed my hand over his mouth." You could get fired if anybody heard you. Be careful sir."
He moved my arm and held it close to his chest and just stared down at me.
" I don't care about this job Wesley. But I do care about you so why do you look sick?" I stared up at him and the close proximity between us had me having those feelings again.
" You can't say things like that sir.."
" And you sound weak too. Did you eat?" I nodded," sleep?" I shook my head and he kissed his teeth.
I hadn't had a good night's rest since Friday because I kept dreaming of him which had prompted my decision to go celibate. I was sexually frustrated.