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She tilts her head slightly and looks up at me.
“Where are we going?” She asks, her words drowsy.
“I’m taking you home.”
“Okay, thank you,” she says, burrowing her cheek back down against my chest. I wonder if she can tell how quickly my heart is beating. She looks so…soft.
“No, not your home. My home.”
“Why?” She asks, startled. “You don’t have to do that.”
I parked my car at the edge of the forest when I came back, so it’s a short walk to it. I open the passenger door and set her down gently on the seat. My cock hardens again when she winces slightly, the need to have her apparently not as sated as I thought it might be. I take the keys that are miraculously still in my pocket and reach over her to turn on the ignition. I fire up the heat the second the engine is on and stand over her as I wait for the warm air to surround her. She stares at me almost suspiciously, like she doesn’t trust my intentions. Like she’s not used to anyone caring for her.
“I fuck you and then I take care of you, that’s how this goes.”
“But–”
“Non-negotiable.”
Her eyes are guarded when she blinks, but she doesn’t argue with me.
“Where’s your coat?”
“I checked it.”
“Wait here and get warm, I’ll go get it and your shoes. I’ll be right back.”
I get a black shirt from my bag and put it on, closing the trunk behind me as I head towards RCA. I walk around the back of the building and pick up Nera’s shoes and my jacket where we left them in the garden. I put it on and button it so my appearance doesn’t stand out as much. I’m covered in dirt and my trousers are creased more times than a piece of origami, so I’m asking a lot of this jacket.
I circle back around to the front of the building and run up the stairs towards the main entrance where the coat check is situated. The door flies open before I can reach for the handle and a dark-haired girl bursts through.
She crashes into me unseeingly, hair and limbs flying as we collide, our combined momentum making us twirl dangerously fast. My hands close around her upper arms and yank her back just in time to stop her from tumbling down the stairs.
When we’re both stable, I blow out an adrenaline filled breath. The sound of a soft sob pulls my gaze down to hers and I recognize the face partially obscured behind the mass of hair.
“Bellamy?” I ask. “Are you alright?”
She looks anything but. She’s clearly distraught, tears running down her blotchy cheeks as sobs rack her body.
“Professor,” she gasps brokenly between sharp inhales. “I’m sorry, I… I can’t talk right now.”
She’s a student in another one of my classes and I know she’s one of Nera’s best friends. I’ve never seen her like this, distressed and crying so hard she can barely breathe. I wonder what happened, if she’s hurt. I don’t see any obvious signs of physical distress, but that doesn’t mean hurt isn’t there.
The last thing I want or need is to get in the middle of teenage drama, but she’s Nera’s friend. Annoyingly, I find that means I can’t just let her walk away.
“Do you need me to drive you back to The Pen?”
She sniffles, trying to pull herself together. She wipes at her cheeks with her palm, her hand coming away covered in tears.
“No, that’s okay. Thank you. Just pretend you never saw me like this.”
Her eyes blur with tears again and she turns to go. Something nags at my stomach knowing how vulnerable and easy of a target she is right now.
“Stop,” I bark and she turns back around, wide-eyed. “I’m not letting you go home alone in your current state. I’ll get you a car, stay here.”
“Professor—“
“If you leave, I’ll flunk you on the half term exam next week.”
