Chapter 19: Unknown?

“Tricia, your word sounded so funny to Isabella,”  

she could not help but chuckle. “You sound so funny right now, Tricia. Honestly. You want me to leave him? I should leave Professor James. Do you know what it has to take me to leave him? It's not something I can easily do. I can't even leave him. Not in my nearest dream. Not now that I am finally having that fun I want to have,” Isabella said as Rachel rolled her eyes and hissed loudly like she was feeling disgusted. 

“You don't, you just act so dumb yet you feel like you are wise. You are not wise. You just have to leave one for another. Pick one of them. You can't have two of them at once. You have to leave one. And I think Professor James is the best because I don't think you would ever mind Professor James. He's not even in our age group. He's our professor. He's like way higher than us and at the end of the day if he gets questioned if he has anything to do with you, baby girl, he's going to reject you immediately without even thinking twice,” Rachel said to her as Tricia nodded. 

“Yes. The only thing we have with this professor's lectures is to have fun. Okay, which you have done. I need to know your limits? Don't overdo it. The minute you start overdoing it, you'll be unable to control yourself. So please stop it already. Stop all this overdoing you are doing. You are just the worst. You are even worse than me. You have to have fun. Yes, but you should know your limits and you have your agreement with Professor James. Before you know it, a lot of people would notice you two together. It won't be something difficult to fish out if you keep going to him. Don't you know that people will be watching you each time they see you walk into his office? And I know it's not just his office, so please stop,” Tricia pleaded with Isabella, but she knew she could not do it so easily. 

Just then her phone began to buzz. She picked it up and it was Professor James again. She looked at everyone as Rachel rolled her eyes. As she stood up to pick, the girl could hear Rachel's voice warning her, “You would be easily, easily. It would be easy to escape him if you don't end it now.” But she did not answer as she ran to the veranda and picked the call. 

“I'm so sorry I did not call you back. I just got home not too long and I feel really exhausted and a bit sick,” she said, not knowing that Professor James was actually watching her from the other side of the hostel and could see her pretending with her hand emotionally like she was sick. It angered James even more. 

“And you are sure that you are sick?” James uttered as she laughed. “Really? Do you really think I would be lying to you about my sickness? I'm actually sick, but it's not that kind of sickness. By tomorrow, I will be perfectly alright and if you get to see everything, I promise you I will fulfill it all. I swear to you,” she said to James who laughed. 

“So you never really explained to me where you went today that you could not have my time?” James said. Isabella felt a bit skeptical. The way James reacted, the way James said words to her, it seemed as though he was acting like they were in any relationship of any sort. 

“Do not forget something, James. We are just using this to pass time. We have no relationship together. We are not in any agreement together. You can't just question me and ask me where I went to. If I want to see you, I will see you. If you want to see me, if I am chanced, you will see me. That was the agreement. Do not forget that,” Isabella said to him as James rubbed his hand into a fist, feeling angered at the thought that she was still reminding him that he was nothing but just an ordinary person she could sleep with anytime she wanted. It felt like a continuous reminder that he was nobody to her. But yet he could feel his heart yearning for her even more. Like he wanted her to be more than the girl he used to pass time. This was the first time he ever felt like this. 

“So you are insinuating that we have nothing together. Yeah, I like that. But I won't just let you go easily. I saw you come out of that guy's car,” James said, unable to hold his anger in. 

“And so what? You know about it? Everyone in the school knows about it. I have a boyfriend, Alex, and I am dedicated to him. He plans on spending the rest of his life with me. Get that into your head, okay? You can't tell me you want to spend your next two months with me. Very soon you'll get tired of me and all this would end,” Isabella said, hoping that she was positive. 

“No, I won't get tired of you. Never. I would never get tired of you. Remember that,” he said and ended the call, which confused Isabella. 

“What is going on right now?” she thought to herself. She stared at the screen of her phone, feeling a bit puzzled as to why he was acting this way. She looked around the hostel and there was no room. Just then a message beeped into her phone. She opened it and it was from James. “You can't leave me so easily. We are into this together. You can't make me fall for you and just want to disappear like that.” She read it, making her heart beat so loudly. 

This was the first time she had someone confess to her in this way. Does this mean that James actually loves her? He does not just see her as anybody, but he sees her as someone he can fall in love with. It confused her as she deleted the text immediately, not even bothering to keep it. 

This part of the message she won't show Tricia and Rachel because she knows they would advise her to leave him. “I don't think I will be leaving James any sooner,” she thought to herself before walking back in. She was in a very heated spot in a complicated way that even she could not get out of easily. 

Meanwhile, James was becoming obsessed with her. As he walked back home, he stared at his screen continuously, hoping that Isabella would reply to him, but she did not. He felt so enraged that he threw his phone to the ground angrily while yelling out her name. “You can't leave me easily. You can't walk away just yet,” he yelled. 

And all this was seen by one person, someone nobody expected.