Professor's Little Muse

Ava Brooks. "She stinks down there, you know..." Liam's voice seeped through the cracks of our door, his voice coming out in breathy gasps. "But you? You smell so f*****g good. I want to be inside your p***y every single minute." "Oh yeah?" A female voice that I recognized instantly, followed. "Does she give it to you better than I do? Does she f**k you—" Liam let out a loud groan as he roared my best friend's name. "Luna... f**k it, you're better than her in every single way." He was repeating her name over and over, and I could tell that was the sound he made when he was climaxing. I stood by the door of our bedroom with countless paper bags, as I had gotten my fourth paycheck for the month, and I decided to surprise Liam with something nice. But there he was.... Tangled in the sheets with my best friend, Luna, and said words that cut deep into my heart. "Her grades are slipping every single day, and it's humiliating to associate her name with my name." Liam continued in a tone filled with disgust as I watched from the cracks of the doorway as he heaved himself up from the bed. "I'm sure it is... After all, you're a straight A student. It speaks badly to your reputation." Luna murmured as she stretched her lithe body across our bed. No, my bed. The bed I bought with my hard-earned money. I watched as Liam grabbed one of my clothes from the wardrobe— the one I had gotten for my birthday after saving for six months— and he took it to clean the mess he made between Luna's legs while she spread them for him. My fingers tightened over the paper bags as a hot searing pain shot through my chest. How could he do this to me? How could they? After everything we'd been through in three years. "Do you get?" Liam chuckled and cast the cloth aside after he was done. "Her fashion sense is so drab. Her skin is pale and scaly. It's almost as if I'm in a relationship with a reptile. She doesn't take care of herself either. Gosh!" The irritation seemed to be growing, but it wasn't as deep as the way my chest caved in. The first tear rolled down my eyes and I bit my lower lips to keep me from crying. I wanted to hear more of how he thought about me. How could he say all that when I was slaving my life away for him to succeed? "Why don't you just break up with her? It's not worth it." Luna suggested and she began getting off the bed to put on her clothes. Liam shook his head and leaned on the wall. "I thought it'd be a heartless thing to do, you know. She has done a lot of..." "Are you aware that you are being gaslighted by her to be in a relationship with you over something she willingly choose to do?" Luna slipped on her expensive silk gown while my boyfriend's eyes never left her. "You didn't ask her to forfeit studying in an Ivy League school just to come here with you, did you?" Liam thought about it for a while before shaking his head in response to that. "Now that you mention it, I never asked her to do any of those things for me." "Exactly! You see what I'm saying?" She leaned in closer to him and crashed her lips against him, her long lashes brushing the top of her cheekbones as she melted into the kiss. "You deserve better, Liam." She whispered. "You didn't ask her to take on three different jobs to provide for yourself and her. She emasculated you and made you less. Imagine if she went around the campus to tell everyone she's the one who has been feeding you and paying for all your stuff... That will be downright humiliating." "Exactly! I did not ask her to get a job or do anything for me, or even rent this apartment and pay the bills. She was the one doing all these. Do you think she did all these purposely just to humiliate me in front of the entire school." Luna nodded and wrapped her arms around him. "Yes. Don't you know that's who she is? It's no wonder her parents don't want to have anything to do with her. She's manipulative, and they know it. She's also trying to manipulate you too. I can see that." It was when I felt the wetness dropping to my fingers that I realized that I was silently crying. Watching the scene unfolding in front of me just made me realize how stupid I had been this past few years... How I was chasing a love and relationship that had always been one-sided, but I was too blind to see because I believed he loved me. "Come, let me drop you off. She'll be back soon, and I don't want her dirty aura to taint yours." Liam bent low to kiss her forehead and she giggled like a little schoolgirl in love, and when they both turned towards the door, their eyes locked on mine, and Liam's eyes darted towards the package in my hands. They both paused in shock seeing me, but I couldn't move a muscle, I couldn't confront them... I wanted to shout. To scream at him for hurting me so badly. To scream at both of them for betraying my trust, but the tears ran down my eyes and I stood there like a pathetic fool. "Well, she's here, I guess." Luna's lips curled into a deep smirk while Liam had an unreadable expression on her face. "I guess you heard everything Liam and I were talking about, so there's no need to pretend. Liam and I are dating now!" She squeezed Liam's hands in hers and smiled up at him. "We've come to the conclusion that there's more to life than being with a drab ass slut like you who will tarnish his image by all the lowly things you do in this campus to make money." "Luna... h..how could you?" My voice broke when I found the courage to confront them. "Liam..." Mentioning his name sent a hot sharp pain searing into my chest that I had to hold on to the wall for support. "Liam... why?? Why would you do this? After everything we've been through. After all the hate I received. After..." My sentences were incoherent as they came out of my mouth. "I didn't ask you to do anything for me." Liam said boldly and loudly. "Your parents hate you because you brought it upon yourself, not because you pretended to love me." "I hope you have money for a new apartment," Luna stepped in front of me as she assessed the package in my hands, wrinkling her nose in disgust. "Because I'm making sure my daddy buys out this entire apartment, and I wouldn't like a trace of you here. You have only three days.”