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And Then I Met My Teacher

So, Do You Like it Up the A**

''What do you mean, you're not sure anymore?'' He asked. He looked devastated. His beautiful hazel eyes were filled with tears he was holding back. I couldn’t help but to feel awful.
''Think about it, Gerard, you’re 20 years older than me. You were out of college, starting your adult life and I was still shitting my pants. It sounds wrong. So wrong you’re scared to even touch me,'' I said.
''I know you don't mean that, I know you love me… You don’t mean that, Frank,'' he choked.
''I do mean it, but that's not even why I'm telling you this.''
''What is it then?''
''You told me so many times that you would work on your mood swings and that you would treat me better, but the truth is you just don’t. I'm not blaming you, I know you're not purposely trying to hurt me, but you still are.''
''Frank, there are a lot of people out there trying to hurt you just for fun, but I'm not one of them. I love you and I'm sorry if I hurt you, but I don’t want to let you go. I can’t,'' he said softly, almost as if he was trying to calm himself down. I didn't answer. I knew he was right. I knew he loved me and that he didn’t mean to hurt me. And his words did make me feel better. Maybe I just needed to be reassured? I didn’t know what to think anymore. So much had happened so fast. A little too fast maybe. But I loved him. God I loved him so fucking much.
''I’ll talk to Summer this afternoon. She won't bother you again.''
''You really don't have to-''
''I insist,'' he replied.
''Thank you...'' I said. He nodded.
''Gee?''
''Mhm?''
''Why were you like that this morning..?'' I asked, looking down.
“Like what”
“Like… Mean? Rude? Spiteful? Virulent? Should I go on…?” I asked. He grinned for a split second before rolling his eyes at me.
''I was so drunk when you showed up and we didn’t get much sleep. My head is pounding like crazy...But that’s not an excuse. You’ve been through enough already over the last few days, I shouldn’t have taken it out on you, I’m sorry...”
''Oh... Alright...''
''So? We're good..?'' He asked, looking at me through his eyelashes.
''Yeah, we’re good,'' I said, grabbing his hand and holding it softly in mine.
''Still have a little bit of faith in us?'' He asked, squeezing my hand.
''I do. I'm sorry, about what I said. I love you,'' I apologized.
''Don’t apologize, I’m just happy we’re okay,'' he said smiling faintly. ''Now, go, you don’t need to be late for class again,'' he added.
''You're teaching my first class,'' I giggled.
''Oh. Maybe I should open the door then,'' he smiled and I nodded. I sat at my usual desk and he opened the door. At this exact moment, all was right in the world; Gerard and I were okay and that’s all that mattered.
''Come in,'' he said as students started filing in. James walked towards our desk.
''Hey,'' I said, smiling at him.
''Hey.'' he answered dryly before walking to the other side of the room and sitting down at a random desk. Why was he acting like that? I thought we were good, and we always sat together... Gerard looked at me confused. I tried to ignore him and looked down, but I could feel his eyes on me. I looked back up and stared back at him.
“What?” I mouthed.
''You okay?'' He mouthed back. I nodded. He raised an eyebrow, leading me to think that he wasn’t satisfied with my answer but I simply ignored him and looked away.
''Are you alright, James?'' he asked, overstepping once again. I shot him an angry look, which he brushed off.
''Oh, huh, yes Mr. Way. Thank you for asking,'' James mumbled politely.

A few more people came in and sat down, including Summer, and the lesson started a few minutes later.
''Good morning everyone. How are you doing today?'' He asked. A few students mumbled an answer and he carried on talking.
''Alright, so I'm going to be very honest with you, something came up in my personal life yesterday and so I didn’t have time to plan this class as much as I would’ve liked to. Is there anything you guys would like to do?'' He asked casually. Everyone started sharing their ideas in a cacophonous manner.
''We could watch a movie?'' Someone suggested.
''That would have been a good idea, but I didn't bring any DVD and the school doesn't allow streaming websites,'' he explained. I wanted to ask him if the school allowed him to jerk his students off in the shower, but I just sat there quietly, trying to think of something that wouldn’t result in a growing problems in my jeans.
''Anyone else has an idea?'' Gerard asked. I saw Summer raise her hand.
''Summer?'' He asked. Just the sound of those two syllables made my skin crawl.
''We could ask you a few questions about yourself? We don't know that much about you,'' she suggested in an annoyingly high pitched voice.
''I don't really think anyone is interested in doing that, Summer,'' he said, laughing uncomfortably.
'’I am,'' she answered.
''Yeah, me too,'' another girl added.
“Yeah, that sounds fun,” James added from across the room. I swallowed hard, trying to make the lump that was painfully clogging my throat go away. Did he know something? Is that why he was mad at me? Was I just being paranoid? I glanced at him discreetly, trying to read his expression, but he was staring at Gerard.
''Well, if that's really what you guys want, I guess I can answer a few questions,'' he said. He seemed really doubtful that this was a good idea, but most of the girls, and James apparently, seemed to think it would be some high-grade entertainment.
''Can I start?'' Summer asked.
''Uh, sure,'' he answered, obviously uncomfortable.
''How old are you?'' She asked. I couldn't wait to see her face.
''I am 37,'' he said and her jaw dropped. I held back a giggle.
''You look so much younger Mr. Way, what’s your secret?'' She flirted. His shot me an amused look for less than a millisecond and I smiled.
''I don’t know, but thank you,'' he answered politely.
''Do you have a girlfriend?'' Another girl asked. I sat nervously on the edge of my seat, not sure of how he was going to answer this.
''I have a boyfriend,'' he answered. Hearing him say those words in public made my stomach futter. That's when I saw the look on Summer's face. The disgusted, repulsed look. The way she was looked at him completely shifted; as if he wasn’t the hot teacher she’d been trying to fuck anymore.
''So, do you like up the ass, or-'' she said in that same bitchy, degrading voice tone she’d use when talking to me.
''Shut the fuck up you dumb bitch!'' I yelled. I was livid. Gerard looked at me shocked. There was a good 10 seconds of silence, before he spoke again.
''Alright everyone, class is dismissed. Summer, Frank, a word please,'' he said, obviously still shocked by how quick the situation had escalated.

Everyone had left the room except for the three of us. Gerard was sitting on his desk chair silently and Summer and I were both standing in front of him. I curled my hands into fists, fighting the urge to bash her dumb face in. I took a deep breath in and decided I should speak first.
''Mr. Way, I want to apologize for my behaviour. I shouldn't have reacted so-''
''You don’t need to apologize, Frank,'' he interrupted. I couldn’t believe he was standing up for me in front of Summer.
''He told me to shut the fuck up and he called me a bitch! He definitely needs to apologize!'' She protested.
''Summer, we both know you had it coming,'' he said.
''You can't say that! You're supposed to be neutral! You're a teacher!'' She argued.
''And I am. I am not defending myself here, even though I would have every right to do so. I am talking about the way you treated Frank this morning, and many times before that, I am sure. I saw what happened, Summer. If I see that happen ever again, I will make sure you suffer the consequences of your actions. The school has a very strict policy on bullying. You’re very lucky I am giving you a chance to make things right instead of bringing this to the principal’s attention right away, like I am supposed to. Your homophobic comments will not be tolerated here, and I am not going to have this conversation with you again. Are we clear?'' He asked, sternly.
''Yes, Mr. Way,'' she mumbled. He nodded.
''Good. Now, I think you owe some serious apologies to Mr. Iero and to myself,'' he added.
''I am sorry, Frank,'' she said briefly, which was probably the worst, least heartfelt apology I’d ever heard in my life. She then looked at Gerard and her bottom lip started quivering. I rolled my eyes.
''I am so sorry Mr. Way. I don't know what got into me. I didn't mean to be disrespectful to you. You're such a good and devoted teacher,'' she cried. Attention whore.
''Let’s put this behind us now, shall we?'' He said. She nodded.
''Thank you so much Mr. Way.''
''I expect from you from now on, Summer. Don’t disappoint me,'' he answered. She nodded.
“You can show yourself out now. Close the door behind yourself please,” he added and we both watched her leave the room. I looked at Gerard, shocked.
''What?'' He asked.
''You know that she wasn't actually sad, right?'' I asked.
''Of course, Frank, I'm not stupid,'' he answered.
''Then why did you let her get off that easy? She had no right to talk to you like that!''
''Because I don't care, It doesn't affect me. All I wanted was for her to leave you alone and she will.''
''I doubt that,'' I answered.
'If she doesn't, you just let me know and I'll take care of it,” he said softly, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.
“Okay.”
“So what’s up with you and James” He asked.
''I told him that I wasn't interested.''
''You did?!'' He asked, surprised.
''Yeah, I told him that I was seeing someone actually.''
''And he didn't take it well?'' He asked.
''What do you think?” I answered.
“Fair enough.”
“But then we spoke and everything seemed to be fine, until this morning. I don’t know what happened''
''Do you want to go talk to him?'' He asked.
''No, it’s fine. I'll text Avery later, see if he knows anything,'' I said. He nodded and we both jumped when my phone rang. The name flashed on the screen. Mom.
''Shit.''

Notes

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Comments

I’ve had to unsubscribe and subscribe again as I just realised I didn’t get a notification for the last chapter and I definitely don’t want to miss the next. I’m not trying to hurry you along or anything, just excited and don’t want to risk missing it! :D

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SaskiaK SaskiaK
4/23/19

Noooooo! Cliffhanger!! This escalated quickly from sweet and angsty to seriously exciting. What’s going to happen? Is Gee handling it himself the best idea while he’s so angry? What’s going to happen?? So excited for the next instalment!!

SaskiaK SaskiaK
4/6/19

Whoa!

cKayE cKayE
4/3/19

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

What is wrong with Gee? He’s really messing with dear sweet Frankie’s head. Being loving one second then angry then confused. It’s borderline abuse! Poor Frank, he needs... no, he deserves better :(

SaskiaK SaskiaK
3/28/19