Misadventures

"Okay, this assignment is due next week." Professor Dawber said, turning around & erasing whatever was on the board. Just one more hour & I'd be free for today. Then it will just be Tony & me. "Miss Jensy, have you written this down in your agenda yet, or do I need to go over the homework again & waste another good fifteen minutes of class?" I turned quickly, looking away from the window to see the professor standing right next to my desk.

"No, no. No need for that, I heard everything just fine, I just spaced out for a second, I heard what you said & you don't need to repeat yourself." I flipped open my agenda to this week. I hadn't been paying attention so I didn't know what to write down. I looked over to my left, & saw that the girl next to me still had her agenda out, so I lightly tapped her on the shoulder & when she turned to face me, I pointed at her agenda. She kindly passed it to me & I wrote down what I hadn't gotten down.

The hour had finally passed by, I quickly slammed my book & shoved my history book & journal into my messenger bag and made my way out. I was always the last one to leave, I didn't like crowding around the door a minute before class ended like everyone else. "Skylar, can you come here for a bit." Professor Dawber sat at his desk staring at me, I slowly made my way towards him.

"Yes?"

"You know, you're a really beautiful young lady." I was taken aback by the professor's comment towards me. I awkwardly stood there not knowing if to say something or stay quiet. "We only have a ten year age gap between us, I'm still pretty young & single, & I happen to have my eye on a really beautiful girl." Was he trying to say that he needed love advice? Because if so, I knew nothing, I've never dated & I don't know what it feels like to be in love.

"Are you needing advice on how to talk to this certain girl? I really don't know how to help, I've never been in a relationship, & I don't know what love is. Maybe you can try talking to someone else who has dated befor-"

"Skylar, you're the girl I've had my eye on. You're the one I like." I was shocked to hear this. I didn't see him the way he did, that was disgusting, he was my college professor. He opened his drawer & went through it, leaving a big mess inside. He pulled out a box of chocolates & handed them out to me. "I got these for you, here take them!" It was a heart shaped box & on the box it said they were dark chocolate.

"Oh, no thank you. I can't accept that." I pushed the box away.

"And why not, Skylar?" The professor brought the box up towards me again. I took a deep breath before speaking, already annoyed of the situation. Tony was probably already waiting for me outside.

"Look, professor Dawber, I'm your student, not your future girlfriend. I don't see you in that way, & plus, I don't like dark chocolate, it's disgusting. If I were to be dating, I'd date people around my age. I have to go now, my friend is probably waiting for me outside." I was making my way to the door when I suddenly heard footsteps coming up from behind me. I quickly spun around the see the professor running up to the door & blocking it. "What are you doing? Can you please move?" I tried to push him out of the way, but he was just too buff for me to move him.

"You're not going anywhere. I want you to be mine first." He locked the door & started walking towards me. I slowly backed away, making sure to put enough distance in between us, to where he couldn't reach me. He suddenly reached forward & grabbed my arm. I dropped my bag in surprise. He picked me up & started carrying me towards the back of his desk. I struggled & shook, trying to loosen his grip on me, but he was just holding me too tight.

"Let me go!" I felt my eyes filling up with tears, was I about to get raped by my own history teacher? The professor then laid me down on the floor behind the desk, out of sight from the windows. He sat on my chest, making sure I couldn't move my arms. He reached over to his desk drawer again, this time pulling out a pair of handcuffs. He grabbed my wrists & tightened the cuffs around both. He gagged my mouth so I wouldn't be able to make a sound. I tried my best to fight, but he was just too big & too strong. I closed my eyes, I wanted to be somewhere else, somewhere else but here. I then heard him unbuckling his belt. I felt him put his hands on my skirt & start pulling it down. I cried even more, already ready to accept my fate. He was about to pull down my tights when I was finally able to free one of my hands from the cuffs. I grabbed the nearest thing to me on the floor, which was a book, I hit him on the head & hee fell to the side & I quickly got up, pulling my tights & skirt up. He got up as well & tried to regain his balance. I grabbed my bag & ran to the door unlocking it & running out of the classroom & down the hall, screaming for help, but it seemed as if no one was at school other than the professor & me. I stopped at the end of the hall, big mistake. I heard him running towards me. I quickly began to run towards the stairs. When I opened the door I quickly closed it behind me & began going down the stairs, but in a matter of seconds, the professor caught up to me & grabbed me.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going!?" He slapped me & pulled me back up the stairs by my hair. I kicked him in the most painful spot ever. He fell to his knees & I shoved him away from me, forgetting that there were stairs behind me. He rolled down the concrete stairs, hitting the wall & roll down another set of stairs, I watched in horror, as his body tumbled down each step. Once he reached the last step, he didn't move. I stared for a while, until I noticed a pool of blood starting to form around his head. I ran down the stairs & when I reached him, I flipped his body with my foot.

Dead.

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