Chapter 21 Panic Day
Lana's POV
The next day, I drove to campus, but then Cynthia was waiting for me where I parked my car. Arden wasn't here yet, because he was getting ready for the day. We had morning s^x which was great. I first went to my apartment to get a few things for class today. I got out of my car and I slung my Satchel over my shoulder.
I walked over to her. "Where were you last night?" she asked me.
"I was out," I told her as we walked in step.
"I was looking for you last night and you didn't get back at all," she said dramatically.
"I have a life of my own and I do not answer to you," I said with annoyance.
I hastened my pace as I walked into the building. "Ever since Brady showed up here, you have been acting like a b^tch'" she said, and I turned around to face her.
"You do not have a damn clue what he did to me in high school, the reason why my dad had to move me to a different school. My panic attacks are because of him, so if you cannot see what damage it has done to me, because of him being nice to you was making you blind. Instead, you get jealous when he had his arm draped over my shoulder. You didn't f^cking help me, you didn't get him off me," I hissed at her with tears blurring my vision. Instead, you get jealous. That is a shitty friend," I said. I turned around and I walked off to class.
I wiped the tears away with the back of my hand, a gentle hand touched my back and Arden's concerned blue eyes came into my view. "Are you okay?" he asked.
I nodded, "Yes," I said as he removed his hand.
"I heard what was said, I just arrived and you didn't see me," he said. "Talk later," he gave me a small smile and then he entered the class. He looked handsome in his black suit. I followed in after him and I walked up the steps.
There were students already seated. I sat down, taking my books out of my satchel when Cynthia took a seat. "Professor Moses and Professor Stringer had something going on, did you hear about that?" I heard from a female student beside me.
"Oh my gosh! Yes, I did." the other female responded. I looked at them and they were so close to each other, in order for them not to be heard.
"She is beautiful though. I remember that Bryan saw them going at it on his desk through the window last year." I guess this Bryan was a first year student last year.
Jealousy creeped up and I looked away, but my heart stood still when Professor Stringer was standing by Arden's desk as she spoke to him. He was was also standing. She was a beautiful woman and she wore short formal skirts, the cleavage was always there. Arden kept his eyes on her but his jaw was clenching, her back was facing towards us. Her curled blonde hair falls in her back.
I took a deep breath to remain calm. She finally walked away, swaying her hips, but Arden wasn't happy. He looked at me for a brief moment, "Why didn't Bryan take a picture of them?" whispered one.
"Class, we will be doing an exercise. Open your textbooks and notebooks. Write down the following sentences," Arden said.
I kept the pen in my hand as Arden told us what to write down from the textbook and I just stared at the blank page in my notebook. My mind was picturing Arden's hands on professor Stringer, how they f^cked on his desk. Was it in this classroom? His desk? How long were they f^cking?
"Are you okay?" I snapped out of my thoughts and I looked up into Arden's eyes. He was standing beside my desk.
"Yes," I said, and I looked down again as he walked back down the steps towards the front of the classroom. He wants me to go to him tonight again, but I'm not so sure after what I heard. I am angry, but I want to know about this from him.
I could feel his eyes on me but I didn't look at him, I just continued to stare at the blank page. I cannot get an image out of my head of them. As soon as I get back to my apartment, I need to take my birth control pill because I forgot to take it this morning, but then I froze. F^ck, I was supposed to wait seven days for the pill to be effective or have backup contraceptive during that time. It was not seven days yet, I only started taking it two days ago.
I looked at Arden who was pacing in the front of the class, waiting for us to get done. He looked at me, my heart was pounding in my chest, his expression turned to concerned. I looked away. I need to take my pill as soon as possible. I took a deep breath, he would hate me. So I won't plan on telling him about this. If we are going to have s^x within these seven days, then he needs to use a condom too.
How can I be so careless?
It is not the end of the world, everything will be fine because I will take my pills as I should be taking them. I need to remember it. I just felt like running out and go to my apartment to take my pill or even go to the clinic and ask what to do. I might be panicking for nothing. My parents haven't even spoken to me about these things.
I took a deep breath, but it doesn't erase what I have on my mind. I have a few things that are bothering me and that I want to talk to him about. I want to know him more, because I do not want to have surprises like in this classroom, gosh I will always think about him f^cking professor Stringer when I see her.
I need to get it out of my head and it doesn't make my anger go away. If this is true, then he should've told me. I get that he doesn't want to talk about the past, but if we are going to do this, then he needs to tell me everything, gradually.