36. Liar liar pants on fire.

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AMELIA’S POV

       I lean my right hand on the bed to support myself because I feel dizzy all over again.  I know I am not having an attack because I can clearly sense and feel what is happening around me. 

       Adrian is still looking at me like I have run over his puppy, willingly.

      “Is there a problem?”  The doctor asks a few seconds after Adrian interrupted her.

        “Um..no.  Continue.”  I said politely to her.

       She started giving me the do’s and don’ts while retracting the drips from my left hand.  I can’t seem to concentrate on her words because my gaze isn’t wavering from Adrian’s.  I feel his pain, physically.

       When she completed, she stood directly in front of me, making her the center of attention so I had no choice but look at her.

      She gave me a sad smile like she knows what I am going through.  No one will know what I am going through in the inside because it’s so ugly and painful I want to never show anyone what is inside me.  Ever.

       “Do you need an orderly?”  She asked.

       “No, I can walk.  Thank you.”  I said but can’t help but feel a twinge of hate towards her.  If she hadn’t call me by my last name, I would have avoided whatever is going to happen now.  But it is not her fault that I am keeping a damn big lie that even my name should not be uttered.

      When she exits the room after writing in my chart the room becomes pin drop silent.  It was so awkward.  I gazed at Adrian, who now is red faced and his hand in in a fist.  I flinch visibly.

      I thought we would talk and clear the air but the way he is ready to bolt out the door has my nerves quaking.  I don’t want to lose another important person in my life within hours.

       “Can you give us a minute?”  I asked glancing at Nick and Jordan who looks between Adrian and me like a disaster is going to happen, which I guess will.  The later was hesitant to leave but he left when he saw my pleading in my eyes. 

      When the door closes behind them Adrian is still broody.

      “Adrian…”  I start but I don’t know how to start this madness.

       “Just tell me this one thing.”  He asked with his teeth clenched so tight.

       I nodded, because at that point I would have done anything to make him talk.

       “Are you Ginna’s daughter?”  He asked referring to my mom.

       Tear gathers in my eye and I nodded again with my gaze down, ashamed.

      “Fuck, Amelia.”  He curses so loudly I flinch.  “Fuck you.  You just basically fooled me for all these days, for what?”  He yells.

      My first tear slips off my face.

      “Ughhh, you don’t get to cry, I should.  Because I thought we had something back then and now but I just thought god gave me a second chance to have a closure with you but turns out it is just the same person.”  He spits and turns to leave.

       No, I can’t do this.  I can’t.

      I won’t lose him, too.

      “Please wait.  Here me out, Ian.”  I plead getting up from the bed.

      Within a blink of time he is at my face and hold my jaw tight in his hand and lifts so I am in eye level with him.  “Don’t call me that, Millie.  You don’t get to.”  He spats.  But he used his nickname for me.  I am hopeful.

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