Chapter Five

Emma Pov

 

"It's on your private, oh my gosh!" I exclaimed in excitement. 

"Quiet down." He put his hand across my mouth, trying to keep me quiet. 

"I'm sorry but why would you put that there? Ohh that shit probably hurt, damn." I held my crouch imagining the pain he must have felt. 

He giggled and held the back of his head with both hands. "It didn't hurt, it got numbed before it was done, so it was painless."

"Do you regret doing it?" I asked.

 

"No, I was nineteen when I did it. I don't regret anything from the past, it makes me who I am today."

Well said, I thought to myself. He was so full of wisdom. 

 

"I have something to confess, this is a bit extreme considering I am your teacher." He said. 

 

"What is it?" I looked at him with curiosity.

"I think I'm falling for one of my students." He stopped and stared at me, grey to hazel eyes connecting with each other. 

"Uh-um wh-who is it?" I stumbled scared of what he'll say. 

He cupped my cheeks and caressed them with his thumb. I leaned into his left palmed and just breathed. I liked how his soft palm felt on my warm cheek. 

"Emma, it's you. You've managed to capture my heart with your beauty, curiosity, smile, eyes even your cute dimples and your amazing personality, within a few days. Emma, I want you."

I gasp. Unable to find words. What the hell was he talking about? I had a crush on him but was not that serious and he was very serious. Why would he want me, I thought. I didn't believe it, I also didn't know what to say. He actually admitted to a student that he likes them. shocked was an understatement.

I removed his hand and stepped away from him. "I-I um this is wrong," I said to him.

Not thinking about anything else, I walked away from him and headed toward home without looking back.

A few houses before reaching home, the rain started to drizzle. I stopped to pull my hair into a ponytail and then started running when I was done.

I finally reached the front of my house, I leaned against the door and began breathing uncontrollably.

I went inside and called out to my mum but there wasn't an answer. I guess she wasn't home yet. I entered the kitchen and saw Crissy eating a yoghurt. 

She looked up at me. "Look like someone got wet?" She asked scanning me. 

I looked at her annoyed as hell. "So you had to meet your parents, huh? " I folded my arms leaning on the door. "Your such a clown, why would you leave me with him?"

"Because I know you like his presence. Did something bad happen? " she asked worriedly. 

"Now you're concerned? I'm fine nothing happened. I'm going to take a shower, then probably sleep till whenever. If mum asks I'm in my room."

I stripped out of my clothing and then took a shower. When I was finished I took off my towel and lay naked on the bed looking at the ceiling. 

Great, now I had to avoid two people the next day. Hurray. Note the sarcasm. 

Ugh, why me? If Crissy found out it would be a disaster. She's my best friend I should tell her right? I was just confusing myself. 

I heard knocking on the window which startled me. I turned and saw Tristan in my tree. 

He covered his face. Why was he doing that? I asked myself. That's when I realized I was naked on the bed. I fell off the bed feeling ashamed. 

 

I grabbed the bedsheet and covered myself, then got up and opened the window.  

"Tristan, why are you in my tree!?" I shouted annoyed as hell. 

 

"I was really worried about you Emma, I wanted to see you. Now can you help me in?" I rolled my eyes and held on to his hand to pull him in. 

"I'm fine so no need to worry," I said to him.

He just stared at me with a seductive look. "Tristan look at me! " I snapped at him with my hands on my hip. 

"I am looking, and you look amazing. " He grabbed my hip and pulled me closer.  He breathed into my neck and lay soft kisses, causing me to moan softly.

"Tristan get off." I immediately snapped out of my trance and pushed him away. 

 

"What do you think I am, your sex toy for when you need pleasure? Get out!" I shouted at him. 

"You damn well know it's not like that Emma, stop pretending you don't care." He huffed at me. 

"I know you like it when I touch you because I can see your pores raising and you like it when I kiss those cherry lips because when I pull away you start breathing heavy. I like you, Emma. Please acknowledge it, because deep down I know you feel the same way too.

With that he left, climbing back out the window leaving me emotional as hell.

Why do I have to deal with two men? Why do I have to like both of them?

I lay back on the bed and closed my eyes and I imagine Tristan touching me.

In my head, he lay me on a bed caressing my body with his hands. He placed kisses all over my body. I felt my body heating up from the image.

I opened my eyes and shook my head, trying to snap myself out of it. What was wrong with me? I told him to leave then I had sexual visions of him. Something was seriously wrong.