Chapter 7

CHAPTER SIX

Daniella's POV 

I froze when I realized what I just did. I didn't even believe that I would slap her, but I had already had enough. I was done with her awful bullying and keeping my head down like I actually did something wrong.

“You… you slapped me?” She asked in horror, her hand holding her cheek gently and I gulped, feeling a bit nervous.

She had minions. They could hurt me.

“And I will do it again if you don't leave me the hell alone. What have I done to you? You and Gareth connived to ruin my life yet I'm the one who did something wrong? Why don't you tell the whole school how you've been screwing my ex-boyfriend before we even broke up?” I said loudly, trying to be brave and I watched as she gasped in shock, looking around.

Everyone was watching now and it was too late to take my words back. Not that I wanted to.

“You fucking bitch! How dare you falsely accuse me?” She yelled as she tried to grab my hair, but I moved out of the way, making her trip and nearly fall.

“You have been falsely accusing me, calling me a slut and a whore. But the truth is so hard to admit, isn't it?” I muttered, grabbing my things to leave when she stopped me.

“Oh, you will pay, bitch.” She whispered and tried to slap me, but I grabbed her hand, pushing her backwards until she was pinned against the wall.

“I'm done being your target, Freya. Find someone else.” I hissed, pushing her off me but then she pounced on me, trying to scratch my face.

Luckily, just then, a teacher rushed in and separated us, a look of disappointment on her face as she stared at us in disappointment.

“To the dean's office, now!” She yelled and Freya huffed as she stormed out while I hung my head, following her.

I didn't mean to make a scene but she had pushed me to my limit.

At the dean's office, Freya tried to frame me for starting a fight with her out of nowhere. But my shirt still had her orange juice all over it and she couldn't defend herself anymore.

“You are both suspended for two weeks. If this happens again, you'll be suspended for a whole semester and you know what that means. Expulsion!” The dean threatened and I let out a sigh as we bowed in apology.

After apologizing, I made sure Freya left first before leaving. I quickly took my things and left the school before I bumped into her again.

With these two weeks, maybe I could get myself together and forget about Gareth. I would have returned home but I knew my parents would kill me if they found out that I was suspended.

I returned home and decided to read what I knew was on the syllabus since I wouldn't be able to attend classes. But I got so exhausted and eventually fell asleep before I knew it.

In my dreams however, he was there. Professor Kent. I never saw him again after what happened between us, because I was too busy trying not to see him again but here he was, right on top of me.

That same desire in his eyes like he had that night. The way he called out my name like I was so important to him, like he craved me.

When he slid into me, I jolted away, gasping in shock as I looked around in panic.

“Oh my goodness.” I whispered in embarrassment as I held my face in my hands. I actually dreamt of the professor fucking me again!

“That is so messed up, Dani. He only sees you as a prostitute.” I muttered to myself, groaning when I collapsed onto the bed once again.

It was just this once. It wouldn't happen again.

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Oh, how wrong I was.

It's been one week and six days, yet every single night, I dreamed of the man who took my virginity and worse, I always ended up begging him for more. Like I wasn't satisfied.

Like I needed him.

And I'd wake up so needy every night that I was beginning to lose focus on everything. I couldn't even read without seeing his sexy body in front of me.

The same thing happened this morning. I managed to drag myself out of bed after telling myself that it was just a dream. One more day and I would return to the school.

Just as I made my way to the bathroom, my vision spun, and I had to grab the door to stop myself from falling. Before I could get myself, bile rose up my throat and I nearly flew into the bathroom as I threw up in the toilet.

This has been happening for two days now.

Was I falling sick? Damn it, I need to read! I can't afford to be sick, I'm on a scholarship. 

I finally freshened up and made my way to the pharmacy to get drugs for my illness. The moment I got there, there was a lady in front, tears in her eyes as she talked to the nurse in a low tone.

I couldn't help but listen in and what I heard had me freezing.

“I'm probably three weeks in. I've been feeling dizzy and nauseous, also my period is late. I think I'm pregnant.”

My blood ran cold as her words rang something wild in my head. I've been feeling dizzy and nauseous too. Also, my period should have come last week. I thought it was just late. 

But… Professor Kent slept with me two weeks ago.

Oh no. Oh… no, no ,no. Please, it can't be true.

“Hello, what would you like to get?” The nurse said and I turned to see that the lady had already left. “Hello?”

“Uhm… how do I know if I'm pregnant?” I asked and she raised a brow at me, making my face burn in embarrassment.