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Matt and I walked hand in hand to class the following week and everyday after that. We’d fallen into a comfortable zone where we’d just kiss and cuddle. Nothing really beyond that but I revelled in the attention he showered me. “See you after class.” He placed a kiss on my cheek after seeing me off to my next class. I felt my phone vibrate in my hands as the lecturer droned on with the boring lecture. I looked down at my phone and opened it subtly. “Your test results are out, kindly let your classmates know.” My heart palpitated heavily against my chest as I read the mail. It hadn’t even been up to 5 days since we had the test. Did he seriously not have a life outside his job? We were in one of our other accounting classes when the message had dropped in so, I waited for the class to be over before announcing it. “Guys!” I yelled for the thousandth time, finally catching their attention. Not really expecting all eyes to lock on me, a blush crept up my cheek. “Uh… the test result
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All week, I tossed and turned for nights, trying to figure out if the text had been a mistake or some sort of joke.It pissed me off to think that he thought he had some say over my life.What the hell did he mean by that?I could do better than him?There was a bang on the door and I looked to the window. It was dark out and 1am.“Who is it?” I heard a retching sound outside the door that caused me to worry.I quickly opened the door to reveal a completely wasted Matt.“Hey.” He goofily smiled. He hadn’t gotten back to me since he’d disappeared three days ago in Jared’s office. Not a single word from him and he showed up drunk as fuck in front of my room.“Jared? What’s going on?”“Aren’t” hiccup “you” hiccup “going” hiccup “to let me in?”At that point, I was worried about him so, I helped him get in. Thankfully, Ashley had gone home for the weekend.“Here.” I offered him some water, at least to help his hiccups and drunken state.He gulped it down fast, maybe a little to fast becau
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What the hell was I doing? What were we doing? I snapped my eyes open and saw him looking down at me. I took a conscious step back when he dropped my hands, his breath turning harsh.“Get out of my office.” He sneered.“Excuse me?” I reeled back from the hard edge in his voice.“I said to get out. Are you deaf?”“Okay, what is your problem? One minute you’re acting like you care, the next you’re talking to me like I’m the scum of the earth.” I could feel my eyes somewhat acting up but I forced the tears back. He wouldn’t see me cry.He threw his arms up and I knew he’d lost it. His usually controlled emotions burst open like a dam that had been forced shut for too long.“You.” He pointed his finger at me accusingly.“Me?”“Yes. You. You keep doing stupid things, making stupid mistakes.” I felt like a child who was being schooled and I kept my mouth shut because… what could I have said?“You’re so naive and stubborn.” Then I felt my blood boil. I didn’t care if he was my lecturer at th
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I got back to my room quite late, effectively wasted and miles away from reality. You see, the problem about people like me being drunk, a fact I got to realise after being shit-faced just once, was that, I was a drunk texter. I’d woken up to a splitting headache and looking very deranged. I was still in last night’s clothes, my hair was a mess and I reeked of alcohol. Ashley arrived just as I woke, a slight smirk at my obvious misery. “Someone had fun last night.” She pinched her nose in disgust and went to her side of the room, after eyeing me as many times as possible. I had no energy for her so instead, I went to have my bath after taking advill. I was looking through my texts when one caught my eye. “Fr sllmepne so smartt, you are awfuly done.. no dumb.. about hw to tweat a lady.” A very high pitch but quick scream left my lips. “Is there a problem?” She eyed me and the phone in my hand. I quickly looked at the sender. I’d drunk texted a very incoherent message to Jared at h
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Our exams were starting in a few weeks and I was far behind. I’d spent more time trying to sort out my life than live it. Most weeks, I was confused or just plainly out of it. Some of my notes had gaps in them and that meant I’d have to work extra hard to try and fill them.“You’ll be fine.” Alyssa rubbed my back as I exhaled loudly on my way to class. We’d met at the admin parking lot. She paused on her way to her office and knocked on Jared’s door. There was no reply.“Strange.” Her brows furrowed in confusion.“He’s usually around by this time.” I nodded in agreement. Maybe he was just late. I still had his class later in the afternoon and he was supposed to give us a much needed revision for our exams.“Well, I gotta head to class. See you later.” I offered her a brief class and walked in the opposite direction of her office.“See ya!”The class was in disarray as usual. However, what I’d found unusual was the quiet as they set their eyes on me. This was one of my departmental cla
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He was in a cocoon of blankets but his eyes weren’t open. I knelt down beside him where he lay half-way on the bed.“You’re burning up.” I said after feeling his forehead. I tried to pull off the blanket but he wouldn’t let me.“You’re going to die if you remain wrapped up like this.” I begged until he let go. I noticed some tablets of drug.“Have you even eaten something?” I pulled the hair away from his forehead and peered at him. His face contorted in pain as he shook his head no.I wasn’t sure he even knew what was going on or that I was the one speaking to him.I cursed under my breath and ran towards where I thought would be the kitchen. I opened the fridge for ingredients for soup. It was the easiest and quickest thing to do. Thankfully, he had what I needed.I cut up the vegetables as I let the broth simmer.People who had high fever needed to cool down so I grabbed a rag and a bowl of water, leaving the food on low heat.I didn’t need to add burning a house down to the list o
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Even though I’d accepted our fates, it felt relieving to know that we’d both felt the same way despite the futility. Now that I knew he felt something for me, I couldn’t help but look out for signs or any telling. Jared was good at keeping his emotions hidden. “I apologise for missing our class. Something came up…” At that moment, our eyes locked. God, his stare had me melting. I felt my cheeks warm and placed my hands over them to cover my blush up. His eyes narrowed at the action and I felt a smile grow behind my palm. How could I handle how hot he was? Somewhere else warmed this time. ‘Get a hold of yourself.’ I muttered to myself. The person beside me shot me a dirty look for distracting them. “Sorry.” I whispered. The entire class was spent admiring his looks. I wondered what shower gel he used that kept his hair curly or he didn’t have to use anything. His shirt strained as he stretched to write on the board. I couldn’t help the sigh that escaped my mouth. Thankfully, no on
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