Can't Help Falling In Love With You (BxB)

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"Finally, you're awake." Some deep vocal dude phrased out. Oh, it's not some dude... It's from...

Prof. Allan.

The last event before I'm here flashed as quick as thunder. My mind sworn with aches as I sit on the couch and found him topless, leaning on his office table, "Why am I here?" I called groggily.

"Don't you feel something unfinished?" He grinned mischievously, though I found it fucking pathetic. This dude is so trying hard.

"Of course, I don't feel like that. Why would I be incomplete all of a sudden?" My harsh response pleases him with a sly smile plastered on his lips.

"You really do like it rough?" The gentle teacher at the front of the classroom changed form, his kind monotonous mantra filtered with filth and lust around me; the deep voice he always wore subsided from being an elastic one, his deep voice curved into lust and joy.

"Allan, what do you want? And stop changing subjects." I interrogated.

"God, it's very sexy to hear my name out from that kissable lips of yours as hell." My throat started to get dry and just like the feeling of my sweating neck after he said those dreading yet flattering joke. I hope it's a joke. "But yeah, I wanted you. Shall we fuck now?"

"Sir Allan — or whatever you wanted me to call you? I'm cutting this off now, we fucked and that's enough," I declared furiously, standing up as I gave him a cold shoulder until the end of the day.

He's my teacher, and no one will ever gonna mess with me or else they'll burn into hell. Not in my hands, nor from my friends... They can embarrass him until his ears bleed.

~

I walk by myself after the class ends. Just a simple good bye lucks to my friends then this happens. I remember being this lonely for once... My pockets were empty, my brother's convulsing, my mom's tired with everything, including the weight his baby bumps giving him and my stomach's empty.

I can't keep Derek drilling me just to survive, and I don't need any money when it comes from him.

That day was blurry, I remember being hit and ran by a black SUV before someone send me to the hospital. The boy's good, if he wasn't there... Maybe I'm dead because of my heavy injuries.

I stayed on the hospital bed for like four months in comatose? But never mind, let's just thank the guy. But I hope I knew him so I could offer him something in exchange. Mom also said that he's the one who paid for my hospital bills, my brother's prescription pills... And honestly I can't believe him — covered the expenses for my mom's labouring, you can also add the fund that made me reach here in first year college. It just warmed my heart.

If I ever gonna meet that boy—man one day... Maybe I'll kneel. Joke. Maybe I'll look up to him. He's one of those most important persons in my life whom softened me every time I'm upset. Just remember what my mom told me — then stresses may relieved slowly.

The night breeze once again hit the back of my head. God, it's so cold in Ber months.

"Hey... You walking alone?"

~?

Blood boost into circulation after hearing that voice, my mind shoot dead as I cock my head on my side to see him raising one of his brows with a sympathetic monotone. Why is he pitying me? Can't help but wonder why was that?

"Camden, I'm talking to you." He glare daggers upon my shadow before unlocking his car and walking inwardly.

"Will you stop that?" I demanded.

"What?" He reply with a same tone as earlier's.

"Stop looking at me like I'm so-" before I can finish my words, he did it himself.