Chapter Four

Lydia’s POV

Twenty hours had passed since the incident between me and Mr. Derek. The blood in my veins was turning cold. What if he had taken the video to Mrs. Beatrice? What then?

How was I going to prove myself innocent now that there was evidence that could be used against me? I had so many questions. Throughout my entire stay in class, I struggled to swallow down a beating heart.

When classes were over, I tried to avoid everyone including Emily and her entourage who were patiently waiting for me to approach them so I simply took another path home.

Forty eight hours passed, then seventy two hours yet nothing. The fear of getting called out killed me faster than the guilt. It has been three days and I have yet to get any call from the principal.

Mr. Derek and I haven’t set eyes on each other in those three days as I always missed his classes on purpose.

I came to the realization that Mr. Derek didn’t tell the principal about what I had done. Maybe he accepted my offer? I was glad he did but what was I about to do to myself? In an attempt to clear my name, I was about to prove their accusations correct.

It was Thursday morning, I finally gathered enough courage to attend English class.

When I got in, Mr. Derek was already in class. I was only a minute late. I expected a reaction from him. A scold, a question, anything but I got nothing.

Like nothing ever happened between the two of us, the class ended. His pretense and nonchalant attitude towards the whole issue found a way to leave me in suspense of what was coming next.

When the class was over and everyone left, I waited behind to have a talk with him. I approached Him while he was sorting his books.

“Sir”

“The class is over Lydia.” he replied me with an hostile voice

“I know, I just wanted to say thank you.”

“For what?” He asked unbothered

"For not telling madam……" Just before I called her name, we both heard the door open and my heart skipped a beat.

“There you are Derek.” She said with a sweet smile as she approached the both of us.

“Am I interrupting something?” She asked taking a quick glance at me.

“Of course not” Mr. Derek replied.

I was about to excuse them when Mrs. Beatrice told Mr. Derek that she was about to leave for an important appointment and she was leaving the responsibility of locking up after school to him.

*****

4:30 pm, the school was empty. The only people left were me and Mr. Derek who wasn’t even aware I was there. I didn’t know what I was doing or why I was doing it but I wanted to. When I confirmed that everyone had gone home,I braced myself and went to his office. I took a deep breath, knocked on his door and opened up without waiting for an answer.

Mr. Derek was surprised to see me.

“What are you doing here? You are not meant to be here by this time.” 

I didn’t say a word to him. I kept moving closer and closer to him.

“I’m talking to you Lydia.”

“Thank you.” I said softly and took off my shirt which I was already unbuttoning. My breast sprung out in front of him. I was left with only my skirt and my shoes. Mr. Derek was stunned.

“I promised to give myself to you.” I said, standing in front of him so close that my breast was almost touching his chest.

“Lydia….. I shut Mr. Derek up with a deep passionate kiss. Derek pulled me away aggressively. I could tell he wanted me too but his fear of what was wrong and right took over.

“Don’t stop yourself.” I whispered. 

Mr. Derek carefully brushed his thumb on my lips. The next minute, Mr. Derek and I were sucking and licking each other's lips. Derek’s long thirst was finally quenched.