“Emma I’m talking to you,” I speak peering down at her as she munched her apple with no care in the world.“I can hear you,” she replied rudely and I had to take a deep breath to stop myself from murdering her.“What is wrong with you?” the calm voice I use is a total contrast to the unfurling ball of anger that is my mind, heck my whole body.“None of your business.” She spat at me before walking, no stomping out. Making sure to dramatically throw her half eaten apple into the bin.I stare at her wide eyed until I couldn’t see her as she went out of my sight, the sound of the front door being closed reached me seconds later. I huff deciding whenever she was done with her bitchy act she would come right back to me because who the hell does she have apart from me. We are a package. Right?My barely there appetite completely disappeared after that and I walk out of the house with my backpack slung over my shoulder carelessly. I’ll be late for my class but I take the risk and walk, I nee
"Yeah Adrian, how are you?" I ask, adjusting the strap of my bag. It wasn't heavy in the least but I felt as though the weight of the world was added to it. I constantly had to remind myself that he wanted to chat not have kids with me. Just keep it cool Catherine. For some odd reason I heard that in a much deeper baritone, voice than the guy in front of me. What is wrong with me? Why am I thinking of some pervert when the love of my life is right in front me."I'm good, I just wanted to say hi." "That's so nice of you," We start walking towards the front door of the building casually talking about our classes, I don't talk about my failure please.He has a great CGPA everyone knows, can't bring my stripper by night and failing student by day story to him."We'll catch up some other time?"He asked when we were a few feet away from the building, I nod in agreement and walk in the opposite direction.Hoping my plain dressing doesn't set him off.I stay by the library to go through my n
I could not help but roll my eyes even though he won't see it but I just needed to do it.So what does he mean by this? He pays to be my therapist everyday, what will he get out of it? I couldn't keep it in so I asked him exactly that."You pay me to be my therapist, what do you get out of it?" I am not a prostitute and I am sure he knows, so sleeping with him is out of the options."I have not decided yet." He says and I nod in mock understanding."Just so you know, I'm not sleeping with you for money." I hold my breath waiting for his reply and he gives me one that shuts me up."Of course you won't, when you do sleep with me, it'll be because you begged me to fuck you Catherine." My mouth hangs open, despite it being a club and me being a stripper neither of us have never talked about the obvious -sex- or even an innuendo or hint. So this was a very shocking vulgar surprise.The bit of dampness I feel in my panties is discharge, probably my period and not because I find what he sai
“Cathy get your phone before I fucking break it in half!” People wake up to kisses on the forehead or bird’s singing or some shit like that and I wake up to my annoying little sister’s voice. Life isn’t fair.I feel around my bed for my ringing phone and pick it up, I open my eye lids with much difficulty and put the phone to my ears before realizing it was my back up, back up alarm and it meant—oh my fucking God I’m late for Dr. Meeks class. I jump off the bed and rush to the bathroom and pay no heed to the coldness of the water as a take the fastest shower I’ve probably ever taken in my life, I don’t waste time rubbing cream on my body or even bothering to dry my hair, I pull on a hoodie and tights after putting on underwear before rushing down the stairs, almost missing two or three steps. Emma is sitting in her usual seat at the dining but I don’t give her a second glance before grabbing an apple.I eat the fruit on the way to school, halfway running and munching, it was quite pa
"As Miss Janet told you I am Noah L. Brandon, you can call me whatever you please but professor is out of the options–""Are you even a professor?" Someone calls out, he turned to the direction of the voice and I think he would send the person out of the class but he doesn't, instead he smiled, more like his not ruined side of the face lifts up a bit."First off, don't ever interrupt me and yes I am a professor but don't address me as that." He finished with a nod of his head."Then doctor or Mr Brandon?" This was a female voice and I fight the urge to roll my eyes. Sultry and flirty, none other than Amanda, the class *cough* hoe."Mr. Brandon please." She smiles I'm sure, probably blew him a kiss or she winked at him.Not that I saw or anything like that but I just presume you know, I mean she could do it, it's not above her. I don't sound jealous okay."What does the L stand for?" He looked like he was considering it but from the unnatural thoughtful look on his face, I know he's no
He fought the urge to stop and look in the mirror so he could discourage himself from probably a confidence kill, but he was a man of his word and he told Dr. Bills he would try it out first before deciding if he wanted to go on with it.He took the car he would call simple, A flying spur range hybrid Bentley, with black on cream interior, it was a find blend between classy and luxurious and it was one his top favorites.He got to the school and finished signing all the necessary documents before walking to his first class, a small distance from the administrative block.The right side of his face was what they saw when he'd entered but when he turned for the introductions and they saw his full face he almost packed his stuff and went back to his dark paradise when someone gasped, but he would say it ended well since no one threw up or ran out screaming like a banshee, it would probably end well, was his last thought before he stated speaking.They were accommodating and he felt he co
I scream mentally praying to God to save me from further embarrassing myself."I'm sorry I wasn't looking.""It's okay," A deep voice replied. I look up and it's the new professor."Oh, sorry Mr. Brandon." I repeat my eyes widening trying to not stare at his face for too long. Well, good job Catherine, now who will give you a make up test?"I heard you the first time, if you would please.." I notice i was in his way and quickly step back, fighting the urge to apologize again.Adrian held my hand and moved me stealthily out of the way because I was still blocking half of the door, save me lord, somehow my body wasn't functioning."So lunch?" He asked when we were a few feet away. I wanted to nod when my eyes caught sight of Beast and Emerald."I'll have to rain check on that, maybe another time." I don't wait for him to reply before running off in their direction."Hey," I greet breathing heavily."Hey.""Hi."They replied simultaneously, when I finally catch my breath and I'm able to
“Do sit and make yourself at home, I always have to make that request, don’t I?” I raise my eyebrow even though he won’t see since he has his back to me but just to give me the bad ass feels, oh yeah.“You don’t make a request,” I stress the request just so he knows before sitting like he told me to. “You command me like I’m your puppet.” I glare at his well sculpted back, I do need to make that point known, damn how would he look naked because even dressed in multiple layers you can tell he has a strong back, good for cardio.Wink. If you get what I mean. Hehehe.I try to stifle my giggle at my inner joke but it still slipped out, I cover it with an awkward laugh not wanting to explain my thoughts to him. I don’t think he’ll appreciate me picturing what he can do with that—wait, Annie, discard those thoughts immediately.I cough again but this time to clear my throat before squaring my shoulders and sitting up, like all those classy ladies in English movies, it doesn’t work and I res