Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

Chapter 10: Honest Truth 

EMMA’s POV :

"Emma?" Mr. Hayes’ voice kept ringing in my ears and I was rendered mute.

My brain and body were too tired from the party that I thought I was sleepwalking.

"Mr. Hayes...?" my small voice croaked as I squinted my eyes to get a better look at him.

"What are you doing here?" Mr. Hayes’ tone was serious and demanding.

"I'm… walking home," I replied casually.

He looked at me up and down, and somehow he looked pissed off… or worried?

"Get in, I'll give you a ride," he said in a commanding voice.

I was honestly glad that someone was willing to offer me a ride home.

After telling Ryan that I needed some time alone, I went back to the party to look for my friends, but they weren't anywhere to be found.

After failing to reach them on their phones, I gave up and decided to walk home.

I actually thought six miles was a walk-able distance. But then again, if I got into a car with Mr. Hayes, it would just be super awkward and terribly weird.

So I quickly shook my head at him.

"No thanks, I'm fine," He didn’t look happy with my response.

"Emma," he paused for a second before saying

"It’s late and you're alone.Get in the car,"He sounded angry.

I gulped instinctively and reached for the car door.

Next thing I knew, I was seated on the passenger seat adjusting my seat belt.

He asked for my address and typed it into his phone for GPS.

Moments later, the car began to move and slowly picked up its pace.

Turning my head slightly to the side, I noticed Mr. Hayes’ cool and handsome feature.

His jawline was so sharp, you could cut through cold butter with it.

His dark brooding eyes looked straight into the road, as if he was thinking hard about something.

He was wearing a fitted buttoned down shirt, one that perfectly hugged his toned body, but not constricting it.

"Emma," he said suddenly and my eyes shot up in response.

My cheeks flushed red for no reason, hoping he didn’t notice that I was gawking at him.

"Yeah?" I tried to sound as calm as possible.

"You wanna tell me why you’re walking alone at night, in the middle of nowhere?"

There was a slight tone of worry in his voice.

I debated whether or not to tell him, but it was probably best not to, so I shook my head and said,

"No"He sighed at my response.

The atmosphere in the car turned sour real fast.

I wanted to lighten up the mood somehow, so I started raking my brain for a conversation starter.

"It’s Friday.How was your date with Ms. Diaz?" I asked cautiously and his gaze turned almost mad.

He shot daggers at me and I quickly piped up.

"Sorry, I just wanted to make small talk," Mr. Hayes was quiet for a moment.

He took a deep breath as a crease formed on his forehead.

Then, while focusing on the road, his one hand reached to the backseat and he pulled out a gray jacket.

He laid the jacket on my lap, covering my thigh and my mini skirt.

I looked up at him quizzically, but he still kept his eyes on the road.

"You look like you're cold," he said simply.

I agreed.I was cold.I grabbed the jacket used it to cover more of my body.

"Thanks"

"Emma, You're still so young," he started off.

"You need to be careful with what's out there.You don’t just go walking around in the middle of the night dressed like—"

"Like what?"

"Nothing," He was sounding somewhat condescending to me, and it got me all riled up.

"Tell me, Mr. Hayes, what would a girl like me found walking around in the middle of the night, huh? A guy like you, maybe?"

"Emma," he warned me.

"That's right, I did," I pressed on.

"Emma, stop it,"

"Yeah, I was just a little girl who didn’t know any better "I said stop,"

"—Who found some random guy at a college bar and gave my virginity to him in the back of an alley —""

The car came to a sudden screeching halt.

My body jerked forward and back in response.

"What?" He gazed at me intently, his eyes were in complete shock.

"What do you mean, what?" I asked back.

"You were a virgin?"

"You...didn’t know? I thought you said I was inexperienced,"

"Yeah, as in you don’t seem to have much experience, bul I never thought you were a virgin,"

There was a look in his face that I couldn't decipher.

Maybe he was feeling sorry for me, or ashamed.

I didn’t know what it was, but he was clearly upset.

"Shit, Emma," he muttered under his breath, Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

"I'm sorry,"

"Why are you sorry? It was my choice," I reminded him.

"Emma, if I had known..." he started to speak but stopped himself.

"Would you have done it differently?"

The words escaped my mouth without me realizing it.

Mr. Hayes was absolutely caught off guard too.

His jaw dropped to the floor and he couldn't answer me.

"Would you?"

"I..." he started speaking, but he paused and finally said, "No,"

My breath hitched at his honesty, and somehow my legs clenched itself together.

I remembered moments from that night again—how rough he was being with me.

And the fact that he wouldn't change a thing caused a stirring in my stomach.

"Emma, I..." he looked up at me and when my eyes met him, he couldn't speak.

We were staring at each other for what felt like an eternity.

His deep brown eyes looked so piercing, yet gentle.

Until suddenly, as if on cue, we both moved at the same time.

I grabbed his neck and he grabbed my face.

Our lips crashed into each other like a wave to a rock.

He kissed me hungrily and passionately, and I returned the kiss with the same fervor and need.

His tongue pushed through my lips and he started roaming and tasting each corner of my mouth.

I found myself moaning appreciatively.

His hand moved to the back of my head, pulling me closer to him.

The seatbelt was being too restraining, so I clicked the switch with one hand and it came pulling away in an instant.

Leaving the seatbelt behind, I scooted myself closer to the side and Mr. Hayes’ hand landed on my hip.

He grabbed my small body with his strong hands and the next thing I knew, I was pulled into straddling him on the driver’s seat.

Wait, what's happening? I knew this was wrong, but my body had no control to stop.

I had been aching for his touch and he was lighting a fire deep inside me.

I could tell he was feeling the same way by the hardening bulge coming from under me.

He let out a soft groan as his mouth now moved to the nape of my neck, leaving wet open kisses all over me.

I gripped onto his jet-black hair and arched my head back to give him more access.

Holy s hit, Mr. Hayes and I are making out! His hands were gripping my butt cheeks through my mini skirt, and he dug his nails deep, causing me to flinch.

I was a squirming and writhing mess, but he was holding me firmly in place.

This is getting so out of hand, one of us has to stop this! None of us said anything or did anything the other one didn’t want.

He kept kissing and sucking on the sweet spot on my neck, while I ran my fingers through his gorgeous hair.

"You don’t know how much I want you," he said through ragged breaths.

I couldn't say a word as I felt his hand traveled down my inner thigh and it stopped right at my panties.

He slipped a finger through the fabric and my breath was caught in my throat.

"And now I know how much you want me too," he said as he pulled his finger out, dripping wet with my juices.

I was so embarrassed by this, I quickly turned my head away and started kissing him instead, hoping he didn’t notice my face turning bright red.

He found it amusing as he chuckled slowly and continued kissing me.

His hand went back down again, hovering over my wet area.

I was waiting in anticipation when suddenly—

* RING RING RING *

My phone's ringtone pierced loudly into the air, causing both of us to jerk up in response.

"Shoot," I muttered and pulled away.

I moved back to the passenger seat and grabbed my phone from my purse.

It was Carrie calling me.

"Hey," I said lowly to the phone.

"Where the hell are you? Did something happen?" she sounded really worried.

"I got a ride, I'm on my way home. Don’t worry about me,"

"Are you sure? Sorry I missed your calls.Tiff here passed out in the bathroom," and I could hear Tiff’s faint slurring in the background.

"You seem busy, but don’t worry about me. I'll talk to you tomorrow,"

"Okay, Em. Love you, talk to you later,"

"Bye," I turned off the call and get out a sigh.

I turned to face Mr. Hayes and he let out the same long sigh.

Our eyes met for a moment and a sorry smile crept up our faces.

"I...I don't know what happened, I’m sorry—" he started but I cut him off.

"It's my fault, I'm sorry," I didn’t want him to think that he was the adult that took advantage of me.

I wanted it just as much as he did.

Maybe even more.

The air turned awkward all of a sudden and Mr. Hayes started the car again.

We were driving in complete silence, until minutes later, we pulled up to my house.

"Thank you for the ride," I said finally, breaking the silence.

"You're welcome,"It didn’t seem like he was going to say anything else, so I took off the seatbelt and reached for the door.

"Wait, Emma—"" he said suddenly, pausing for a moment before saying, "I think we need to talk about what just happened,"

"Okay," I gulped and leaned back down.

"Look, it’s pretty obvious that..

I feel certain things towards you.

But I am your teacher.

I won't let that happen again, I promise,

He feels...things...for me? I knew he meant well by what he said.

But I was feeling disappointed.

I didn't want to hear him say that it won't happen again.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you that night at the bar, I didn't know it was your first time.I am sorry but I don’t regret any of it," he continued.

"You didn’t hurt me," I said slowly, throwing my gaze to the floor.

He took a deep breath and sighed.

With one hand, he tilted my chin up so I was facing him once again.

"Emma, you're still so young.There's still so much that you don’t know.I'm the adult here and I need to make the conscious decision,"

"Mr. Hayes,"I cut him off before he could nail my coffin shut.

"Can we talk about this some other time? I've had a lot to drink and I’m really tired.I’m not thinking straight right now," He was studying my face intently.

His gaze was warm and gentle and it sent shivers up and down my spine.His thumb ran a few circles around my chin softly and he gave out a weak smile.I smile back and he nodded his head, and he let me go.

"See you at school, Mr. Hayes" I said as I stepped out of the car.

He looked at me with his head cocked to the side anh said: "Good night, Emma, Sweet dreams."