Professor be mine?

He will come after you

Chapter8__

Luna

It took me three business days to realize that he actually said big brother. The intensity with which they’re staring at each other, I can’t tell if they’re about to kiss or kill. A laugh escapes out of me before I can hold it back. Their eyes on me now, like I’ve just shattered the tension between them.

“Sorry to interrupt your bromance, but I think I am gonna go.” I say in a sluggish voice, trying not to appear drunk. “So younger boys now? That’s your new thing?” he asks, his voice tight with anger and irritation.

I clench my fists in anger, heat surging through me like fire fueled by madness. How dare he disrespect me with that question? Maybe a nice punch to his face might be the only language he understands. Kian shifts beside me, clearly taken aback by that question.

With as much calm as I could muster, I stepped into his space, standing a little closer to the point I could smell his masculine scent. “Maybe I am just experimenting. You should try it sometimes… Oh right, you have already done that,” I scoff, taking a step back. I can feel the stare of Kian boring at my back, probably not expecting the answer. Call me selfish, but if this puts his brother in a rage, then I am willing to rage bait him even more.

“Like you would even dare, he’s barely legal and couldn’t even do a thing without someone stepping in. All he’s good at is arguing, partying and chasing girls. That’s it.” I should’ve known he was not a good person. After all, he cheated on me, but insulting his own brother, his own blood right in front of me is really demeaning. Infuriating.

However, there’s no flicker of reaction on Kian’s face, as if he anticipated it long ago. “It’s cute you care so much about me brother but maybe focus on fixing your own mess first in the meanwhile,” he smirks as he hit the nerve.

If I don’t step in now, they will start a full-blown war and I am not ready to be the referee. But before I could do something, I felt Kian’s hand interlocking mine and pulling me away from the corridor. As we turned the corner, I heard him say one last time “I am glad your parents aren’t alive to see this day. If they were, they would be disappointed.”

My chest tightened at his words, anger crawling up inside me. But I swallowed it, refusing to give into his temptation. Not letting him see me break is the only weapon I have at this moment, but I promise there won’t be a second time.

Nevertheless, tears keep falling from my eyes no matter how hard I try to hold them back. That squirrel-faced man got me real good. I know I am not wrong here, and I also know my parents must be proud of me somewhere in heaven. But a small part of my brain can’t help wondering…what if they are not?

More tears fall out of my eyes at that thought. I can see him dragging me out the back door to outside, while I am crying my eyes out. A rush of fresh air hits me as soon as I step outside. By the time he had me sitting on the soft grass, my tears had almost dried, leaving me with my puffed eyes and cheeks.

“Thank you for bringing me out here, I really needed that.” I tried to look anywhere but him. I don’t know what is up with him, but when he’s around me, I get this anxious feeling, something in the air shifts. “I didn’t know you had it in you to fight my brother, none less 6ft guy, and then cry later and still look beautiful in those puffy eyes and cheeks.”

No, no..there’s no way I am going to blush at what he just said. Is this even a place or situation to flirt with a professor, no less? He takes a laugh at my reaction and casually flops beside me. “I should go, my friend is probably wondering what’s taking me so long.” How can I forget that she’s waiting for me at the bar?

“Don’t worry, my friends are keeping her company. They won’t bite,” he’s saying, as if his friends are less insane. Nonetheless, I decided to stay for a while letting the crisp, clean, fresh air fill my lungs and calm my racing thoughts.

Silence hung in the air. That kinda silence that doesn’t feel awkward, but something full of quiet and peace. After what felt like an eternity, he looked my way. “Sorry on my brother's behalf, he shouldn’t have said that, we have our differences, and he took it all out on you.” I caught the faintest hint of something in his voice—regret maybe, or was it guilt?

“ Don’t feel sorry for me, it’s not like it’s the first time, but seeing him treat you that way also doesn’t feel like it’s the first. So safe to say we are in the same boat.” I should be heading back inside, but I can’t seem to push myself. “That’s his way of getting to people. If nothing works, he digs up their weaknesses and uses them like a weapon. I’ve grown up watching him do that and nothing surprises me anymore.” I can’t believe he is the same person I once fell in love with. So many thoughts are running through my head about this new discovery.

“So you have known him long before. I see,” he says, his voice laced with malice and a subtle flicker in his eyes betraying his intent. “What my relationship was with him is my personal, one that you should not be interested in” and I mean that. Edric never mentioned that he had a brother back in the day, but again, we rarely used to talk about each other's family.

“He was never a good brother to me, maybe a good son to our father, but that’s it. I have no interest in knowing what my brother’s relationship is with you, but I must warn you, now that you’ve pissed him he will be coming for you.”

I swallowed hard at his words. He only mentioned his father. What about his mother? I remember Edric mentioning once that he didn’t have a stable relationship with his parents but never bothered asking further. I shook my head at that. I don’t want to believe him, but he doesn’t look like he’s joking around either.

“Whatever we had, it was in the past. I have no business of bumping around him again. Today was a total coincidence.” He just hums and looks at me like he can see through me and knows what effect he has on me. Before I could say anything he leaned in, dangerously close. Thinking he might kiss me, I quickly raised my hands to my lips, but instead he simply plucked a single leaf from my hair, smirking like he'd been enjoying every bit of it.

Tomato. I am going full tomato now. I don’t deserve this, I need to disappear now. Right when I was about to leave, he grabbed my hand, pressing his hanker-chief into it. “ You have got some booger or something on your face, professor,” he says in a teasing tone and leaves with a smirk on his face.

I take my phone out of my bag to see for myself. If it’s true, I am quitting my job right away. Sure enough, as expected, there were no boogers but only a few dried tears. The nerve of this boy. I sprinted off inside the club following him.

Right I stepped inside the club and spotted Lia at the same table as Kian’s friend. Regrets hit me thinking she must have been uncomfortable around these jerks. But to my surprise, even before I got to the table, I hear her laughing at something or more like someone.