Teacher's Pet (12 page)

"I don't know," I replied. "We always do what I want. What do you want to do?"

"This," he whispered, pulling me in for a kiss.

"I should have guessed," I whispered back. "Let's go sit down." I laughed as he picked me up and ran into the living room, laying me on the couch. He climbed on top of me, kissing me gently. I wrapped my legs around him as he kissed my neck. I'm not sure if I felt invigorated because of the walk, but I was feeling extremely bold. And I wanted Alex.

Badly.

"You can't wear a shirt like this and expect me to be able to keep my hands off of you," he said, rubbing his hands down my sides.

I arched my back to him. "You can touch me if you want," I whispered, grabbing his hand and rubbing it over my breast.

He gasped and snatched his hand away. "What are you doing?"

"I want you, Alex. I want you to touch me."

He sighed. "Jadia..."

"Please, Alex. I need you."

"Are you sure?"

I sat up and pulled my top off. "Yes."

He unhooked my bra and tossed it aside, squeezing my breasts gently. He took my nipple in his mouth and gently sucked. I moaned in pleasure.

"Jesus Christ, Jay," he groaned.

He moved his hand to the waistband of my pants. "Tell me to stop," he muttered.

I arched my hips up to him.

He pulled my pants off and sat back. "You're so beautiful," he said softly, running his hands up my thighs. He leaned forward and kissed me deeply, making his way down my chest. We were interrupted by a rumble.

"Shit!" I exclaimed. "That's the garage. My mom is home." I jumped up and yanked my pants on. "Where's my bra?"

Alex laid comfortably on the couch, watching me with a smirk on his face while I scrambled to get dressed. I threw on the rest of my clothes. "Glad you think this is funny," I muttered, sitting down next to him.

"I'm just enjoying the view," he replied, adjusting his pants. "But I probably shouldn't move for a few minutes."

I boldly reached over and rubbed his erection through his pants. "Jadia!" He laughed. "I don't know what's gotten into you today, but I like it."

The kitchen door opened and my mom called out. "Hi kids!"

I snatched my hand away and Alex adjusted his pants again. Mom came into the living room. "Jadia, you look great. I haven't seen you wear makeup in months. What are you two up to today?" I smiled at her. "Alex took me for a walk around the block."

Her eyebrows shot up. "In the street?"

"Yeah," Alex intervened. "She did awesome." I smiled at him. The only reason I was able to go was because Alex was with me. I felt like a different person with him.

The front door slammed shut and I glanced up in surprise.

"Jadia! You in here?"

I jumped up and ran into the kitchen. "Carly!" I cried, wrapping my arms around her. "I missed you!" She laughed and hugged me back. "I was only gone for four days."

Carly had been in Washington. D.C. for a student council trip. Being stuck at home all day with only two people to come and visit me made it seem like she was gone for a month. "I have so much to tell you!" I squealed. "And I want to hear all about your trip."

Alex got up and stretched. "That's my cue to go. I'll give you two some girl time." I hugged Alex. As much as I didn't want him to go, I needed to talk to Carly without him there. "I'll text you later," he whispered in my ear. "Bye, girls" he called as he shut the door.

"Come on," I said, grabbing Carly's hand and dragging her up the stairs. "We need to talk."

"Carly, are you staying for dinner?" My mom called.

"Sure!" She yelled back.

"Alright," I said, plopping down on my bed. "Tell me all about the trip."

"It was awesome," she replied, her eyes sparkling. "We got to see so much cool stuff. There is SO much amazing art there."

I tried to listen as she told me about the rest of her time there. Carly was big into politics and art. Art was semi interesting, but politics bored the crap out of me.

"So," she said, grinning at me, "What's going on with you and Alex?"

"What do you mean?" I asked innocently.

"I mean, when I came in, your face was flushed and you were both acting guilty."

I rolled my eyes. "No, we weren't."

She raised her eyebrows at me and pulled at the front of my shirt. "Yeah, also, your shirt is on inside out."

My face turned bright red.

"HAH!" She cried, noticing my telltale blush. "I knew it! So what were you guys doing?"

"We were just kissing and…stuff."

"Stuff?" She asked. "What do you mean, "stuff'"?

I shrugged. "On top stuff. Also he took off my pants."

"WHAT?!" She shrieked.

"Carly, be quiet. My mom will hear!"

"Jay, he took off your pants?? Were you guys going to do it?"

I shook my head. "No. Honestly, I don't know what would have happened if my mom hadn't come home. But…I'm sick of it, Carly. I'm sick of relating anybody touching me with the thought of David. When I think of sex, I don't want to think about him anymore. I can't. It's killing me," I said, tears forming in my eyes.

Carly pulled me in for a hug. "That makes sense. But you can't sleep with Alex if you aren't ready just because you want to replace memories of Mr. Hayes. It's just going to make it worse."

I sniffed and nodded. "I know. I wouldn't have gone all the way with Alex. I'm just so sick of David consuming my every thought."

"I know," she soothed me. "It'll get better." She held me for another minute then let me go and said, "So, tell me why you look so tan. Have you been outside?"

I laughed and told her about laying out on the grass with Alex and our walk today.

"He told me that he still wants me. I want him too. I just don't know if I'm ready for anything that permanent yet. I don't really feel ready to be in a relationship."

"Well, if he's really serious about you then he'll wait for you."

I sighed. "I know. Part of me feels ready to commit. Part of me still feels like David's prisoner."

She smiled sympathetically. "No more news on him?"

I shook my head. "They keep telling me that he's gone and never coming back. That he would be crazy to show his face around here because he grew up 10 minutes away and was a teacher. Because he would be recognized in a heartbeat. I want to believe that. Part of me does. But there's another part of me that's certain that he's coming back for me. They tell me that he would be crazy to come back, but they don't get it. He IS crazy." I sniffed. "The look in his eyes when he was hurting me…when he proposed to me…was like nothing I've ever seen before." I shuddered. "And I'm so fucking tired of being afraid of him. It's not fair. I want to have something of a normal life and not be afraid of every single fucking thing." I sighed. "I just…I just wish they would catch him."

Carly hugged me tight. "I know, Jay. Don't worry. They'll find him. He can't run forever."

I hugged Carly back. I told her about my therapist and how she seemed to be helping. "So far, at least. I've only seen her once. But she helped me realize that having sex with David the first time wasn't really my choice. I did what I had to do to survive."

Carly rolled her eyes. "Yeah, Jay, I've told you that before. It's not like you wanted to do it."

"I know, I know. But I can't help but feel guilty. Speaking of…Carly, you don't feel guilty about David taking me, do you?"

She was silent for a minute. "No, not really. I mean, at first I did. But when I realized that he had been stalking you and he would have gotten to you either way, I stopped blaming myself."

I nodded. "Good. I just wanted to be sure."

We chatted for a bit more until my mom called us down for dinner.

Laying in bed that night, I decided to make a mental list of what I wanted to accomplish. First was to go back to school. I still wanted to go to college and be a teacher, even more so now that David had so badly violated everything that a teacher stood for.

Second was to go on a date with Alex. In public. Not just in my house or in my backyard. A nice dinner maybe. I pulled out my phone and texted Alex.

Wanna go on a date tomorrow nite?

After a minute my phone beeped back.

Date? Like a real date?

I giggled and texted back.

Yea. Real date. Dinner or something

My phone beeped.

Pffff yeah. I have football after school. Pick u up at 6. 1st date recreated.

I smiled. Our first date had been at a popular Italian restaurant. I bet that meant he was taking me back there. I couldn't wait.

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Kate Lawson unlocked the door to her apartment, cautiously walking in. David was sitting on the couch, watching TV. He looked up at her. "Hey, baby," he said with a false smile. Kate ignored him, putting groceries away. He sighed and got up, wondering why she was being such a bitch today.

"What's wrong?" He asked, rubbing her shoulder. She pulled away from him.

"What's your name?" She asked, tears filling her eyes.

Oh, fuck.

"Tom Callahan," he replied casually. "I told you that."

With shaking hands, she pulled out a newspaper.

"Really? Cause you look a lot like this teacher named David Hayes accused of kidnapping and raping his student," she snapped.

He grabbed the paper and scanned it for a second.

"Baby, let me explain," he pleaded. "She came on to me. She wouldn't take no for an answer. Then when I told her to go away, she got angry and went to the police. I didn't touch her. I swear."

Kate shook her head, backing away from him. "I don't believe you," she whispered. "I'm calling the police."

David reached forward and grabbed her arms. "No you're not."

She sobbed and tried to pull away from him. "Get away from me!"

He pushed her into the wall and grabbed her by the throat. "You're not calling anybody."

Kate sobbed and gasped for air, thrashing. David watched her with a look of amusement.

"Want to know what really happened?"

She stared at him with wide eyes, gasping. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear.

"I fucked her. Every way possible. When I fucked you, I thought of her. Thanks for giving me a place to stay. And a car to drive." He tightened his grip on her throat and looked around. "Yeah, this place will do fine. Thanks, baby." He squeezed her throat until she went limp and let her drop to the floor. He nudged her with his foot. She didn't move. Her eyes were wide open. Clearly, she was dead. David shrugged. At least he didn't have to hear her obnoxious whining voice anymore.

He pulled the bottle of hair dye out of the grocery bag and went to work on dying his hair. After he rinsed it out, he took out the scissors and trimmed it. Looking into the mirror, he almost laughed. He looked like a blond Colin Farrell. With his dark eyes and features, the look didn't really suit him. That was ok though. When he and Jadia left the country, he could go back to brown.

He grabbed a banana out of the unpacked shopping bag, took her car keys off the counter and strolled out the door. It was time to get his princess back.

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I sat in the kitchen waiting for Alex, shaking my foot nervously. He was going to be here any minute. "Sweetheart, are you sure you're ready for this?" Dad asked nervously.

"Yes, daddy. Stop worrying. I'll be fine."

He sighed. "I know you will. I'm just nervous."

"I'm nervous too, dad. But I need to do this for myself. The sooner I can do normal things, the better."

He smiled and kissed me in the head. "I know, sweet pea. I just worry. Make sure you call me if you need anything. Ok?"

"I will," I assured him. "Alex will be with me. He won't let anything happen to me." The doorbell rang and I squealed excitedly. I had taken over an hour to get ready, and I felt beautiful. My white dressy top looked nice against my newly tanned skin, and my skirt was knee length, making my legs look a little less skinny. Dad opened the door and Alex walked in, carrying flowers. "Same kind as last time," he said with a crooked smile.

"Oh, you're wearing the same outfit!" I cried. "I can't believe you remembered what you wore."

He laughed. "I can't believe YOU remembered what I wore." He handed me the flowers and kissed me on the cheek. "You look beautiful."

"Thanks," I said, blushing lightly. My dad took the flowers. "I'll put these in some water. Not too late tonight, ok? 10 the latest."

"Sure, daddy," I said kissing his cheek. "See you later. Bye, mom!" I called. Alex took my hand and walked me to his car, opening the door for me. I sighed happily. As nervous as I was, I knew this was going to be an amazing night.

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David watched as Jadia got into Alex's car and drove away. Even from far away, he could tell she had lost a considerable amount of weight. She was already so tiny. He hoped she still had those amazing tits though. He clenched the steering wheel, furious that Alex was taking her out. They were dressed pretty nicely, so he assumed he was taking her to a nice restaurant. He started his car and followed a safe distance behind them. Good thing Alex drove a bright blue BMW so it was easy to track them. Spoiled little shit.

They pulled into a tiny Italian restaurant named Basta and he followed, parking a few spots away. He crouched down and watched them walk inside, Alex's hand on Jadia's back. He wanted to jump out of his car and punch Alex in the face. He needed to get his fucking hands off of his fiancee. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. Jadia would be back with him soon enough. His plan was just to tail Jadia for a few days and try to get her alone. He really didn't want to hurt anybody else to get to her, but if he had to, he would.

Once it was dark enough that he wouldn't be easily noticed, he crept out of his car and crouched down by the window. It wasn't part of his plan, but he had to get a better look at his princess. He spotted Jadia and Alex sitting at a table directly across from the window, leaning close to each other. His breath hitched when he saw her. She was stunning. Although she was thinner, she still looked beautiful. Her face was a little more angular, but from what he could see, her breasts were still huge. He noticed that she wasn't wearing her engagement ring. He hoped that she still had it. She laughed at something Alex said, and her whole face lit up. She hadn't really smiled a lot when he had her. He would have to make more of an effort to please her this time around. Her smile was amazing.