CHAPTER 9

I think I cried out all of my tears. After Mike went, I just snapped. I can't control while he's here next to me, and sure as hell is harder to control when he's not here.

It is yet hard to say that this is a true love... I mean, I know the guy like a week or two. But every time I see him, my heart wants to jump out of my chest and my body has a zero strength. I just can't stop thinking of him, not even now, when I know he is a married man, and has the most stunning wife in the world.

I know he lied to me... I do. And when me and Hannah used to watch some romantic or chick flick movies, there always was a married man, cheating. And I hate those kind of men. Why aren't guys just satisfied with one woman? My ex cheated on me, I dumped him. But Mike? I need him, even though he can't be mine. I just know that I need him.

"Jess?" Hannah entered my room slowly. She interrupted me in my day dream and I sat up on my bed. I quickly tried to wipe my tears hoping she will not notice.

"I am awake..." When she saw my red eyes, she knew what happened. She instantly sat besides me, hugging me.

"I will kill that son of a..." I stopped her. She let me go and sighed. "Bastard." She said angrily.

"Leave him alone..." I said weakly, still looking and sounding like I just cried the whole night. Well, yes, I cried the whole afternoon I think.

Don't defend him Jess! I mean, what the hell? He has a wife?" She said bitterly.

"He said..." I tried to explain to her but she didn't listen. I understand her. He is a bad guy now. I must realize that too.

"I don't care. He could mention that before he slept with you!" Hannah stood up quickly, and started walking up and down by my bed cursing something below her voice. I covered my face with my hand and he popped out in it. Suddenly we were at his room and we were kissing. He took away his shirt making me faint of desire when I looked at his muscles and abs.

Stop it!!

I yelled at myself in my head. No, I must stop thinking of him. We are over! This is over before it started!

"Can I talk to him?" Hannah stopped walking around and looked at me in the eyes with some killer look.

"Hannah!" I said raising my voice.

"I won't kill him, I promise. I will just cut of his p-" Someone opened the door and she automatically stop talking. I sighed with relief she didn't finnish her sentence.

"Jessica?" George came into my room looking at me with compassion. I looked at Hannah quickly wondering if she told him something, but Hannah just simply closed her eyes which means no. I sighed with relief again, now strongly.

"Nerd, hey..." I said weakly. He came to hug me quickly and lightly and walked away. He smiled to me and I returned the smile, yet mine was acidly. All I wanted to do was to cry, but I must smile.

Breath, Jess. Just breath.

"Are you ok? You looked strange on the meeting, I thought it hurts." He said sadly.

"It hurts..." I am positively sure he is talking about my ribs. I'm not...

"Did you took some pain killer?" He asked as he sympathizes my pain.

"No, but I could kill someone." I said and that made Hannah smile. George looked at us puzzled which made me smile even harder. First real smile! Yaaaay for me!

"You are not coming to school in Monday right?" Hannah asked me in disbelief.

"Tomorrow is Sunday so..." I started thinking. That made my wound hurt a little. I'm not being sarcastic. "I think If I persuade my dear mother, then maybe..." I looked Hannah and George disappointingly.

"Just relax here while you can, I feel like my mom will be pissed this week." George said simply. Hannah sighed.

"Great, Gorilla is going to be mad. That just made my week!" She rolled her eyes and George giggled. I smiled to myself. This two are perfect for each other.

"That means you two need to study!" I said reprimand them. George winked to Hannah which made her giggle. "Seriously guys, that's disgusting." I acted like I'm about to puke and they just laughed.

"Do not worry milady." Hannah came to kiss me in the forehead and when she moved, George hugged me again. I rolled my eyes.

"Go now you two." I started waving my hands like I'm pushing them away. They both laughed and Hannah just waved me shortly. They closed the door behind them.

I trowed my head on the pillow. Maybe Hannh's right. Mike is a bad guy. I will not forgive him.

Sure not.

"No, I won˙t!" I shake my head. I must go out, I started talking with myself. Give me some stick, a wig with gray hairs and fat body and I will be my nanny Susan. I smiled to myself as I remembered that crazy granny. Suddenly, I heard knocking on the door. I pulled myself together.

"Yes?" I yelled a bit. I heard the door opened but no one entered. "You could come in." I said, still with my voice raised a bit.

"Hey Jessica." I opened my eyes widely. NO way! No! What is he doing here?!

"John?!" I said as I sat up straight in my bed.

"Well, hello." He smiled acidly. I rolled my eyes reflexively. John is my ex. I told you about him, the one who tried to seduce Hannah. I sighed deeply as I remembered how I caught him making out with some local slut. We broke up 2 years ago, just when I moved here.

"What are you doing here?" I asked as I pick him off with my look.

"Nice to see you too." He rolled his eyes and smiled widely. Did I told you how he used to be sexy? He disgusts me now but now when I saw his smile, I realized, I fell in love with him because his smile. Just like Mike, he has that kind of smile which made your body shake.

I closed my eyes as I sighed deeply trying to suppress the memories of him, his smile and his mistresses.

"I heard what happened so I came." He said handing me over some bouquet of flowers.

"You stole those?" I asked him as I looked away from him giving him a clue that I don't want anything from him. I heard he giggled. "By the way, who told you?" Seriously, who told him? After we broke up, we weren't in contact, I know Hannah didn't talk to him, and my mom? Well, you've got the picture.

"Anonymous call." He giggled once again which made my guts to spin. He was still in shape and hot but I won't admit it, not even If my life depends on it.

"Well, you came. You saw me. Now go." I said to him without looking at him.

"Same old Jessica." He came closer and I felt his David Beckam's perfume. I closed my eyes trying to block the smell.

"Shut up." I finally looked at him properly. He has that blond-brown short, curly hair and a small beard. Bad guy written all over his face, he was wearing a simple dark jeans and a blue T-shirt. Same old, no good, John.

Damn, he's still hot.

"You are thinking of me are you?" He slowly leaned on me, but I wanted to go as further away from him as I could. I bit my lip when I realized he's getting very close and I'm already on my pillow.

"Fuck off." I said taking my breath so that I couldn't feel his perfume. He smiled devilish. What in the hell is this?

"As you like, we will take it slow." He almost kissed me but in he last second, he backed off. He smiled widely, with proud. I start breathing again and he giggled. "See you around, darling." He winked at me and smiled seductively. As I rolled my eyes, he turned away and went out of my room.

I took a big breath. What is he doing here? We will take it slow? What the hell?

And who even invited him here?

I want to kill someone and I want to do it fast.

How can anyone have sex with a teacher, get stabbed while going on a date with that teacher, ends up in a hospital with the wife of that exact teacher and one's ex just casually walkes in?!

God? What have I done to You?