nothing lasts forever{wlw, teacherxstudent}

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"I don't like that you're actually planning to sleep with her. Are you going to wear the lingerie from your first date with Miss Snow next?" Charlie asks over FaceTime and I look to my phone, giving him my "really?" glare.

"I'm not planning to sleep with her, I just said whatever happens, happens. I'm angry at Natalie and I'm curious to see if I can feel the same things with Rory." I tell Charlie, tying the string at the chest of my white tank top into a little bow.

"You and Miss hot stuff still have a promise, and from what she said, I don't think she slept with that woman." Charlie speaks.

"You told me to explore sex and stuff.."

"I know but that was before. Just be careful. Your eyes aren't on Rory, they never have been and just think about Rory too before you do anything." Charlie speaks and I grab my beige vest cardigan from my bed, I button the top button, leaving the other ones unbuttoned.

"I will." I fix my jeans, checking my chin again before I walk to my mirror, looking at myself. I nod a little before I rush back to my phone. I should probably put on some light makeup.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Charlie asks and I quickly look to the screen. Shit.

"How did you know?" I ask, looking at him weirdly and he copies me, wiping my chin.

"How—"

"I remember when you told me you fell and hit your chin but it was really bad...I kind of just thought about it today, you did it three times at lunch without noticing. That was from him, wasn't it?" Charlie asks and I stare at him for a second.

"He pushed me into that table in the hallway, remember you fell and hit it too before? The edges of it were too sharp anyway, anyone could have gotten hurt."

"Are you okay, chicken?" He asks and I nod quickly, not faking a smile. Charlie will see past it anyway, there's no point in trying.

"I will be."

"And I will be here when you need Charlie hugs. If you want to talk more about—"

"I know, I know. Thank you." I tell him, looking at him sincerely through the phone and he smiles a little.

"I'll talk to you later then?" He asks and I nod.

"I love you, Charlie bear."

"I love you, chicken." He speaks before he hangs up. I grab my phone from the lamp it was resting back against. I get another notification from Natalie.

Natalie
Can you look outside your door?

I slowly set my phone back down, walking to the window, moving the curtain aside more as I see Natalie's car pulling away from the driveway. I run to my bedroom door, opening it quickly before rushing down the stairs, almost falling but I grip the handrail before I do.

My hand finds the door handle immediately as I almost slam into the door, I take a breath before pulling it open.

My eyes fall to a bouquet of daisies, they're in a cute little pink vase. I bend down, picking up the folded paper that rests on top of a little container.

I lift the top of it, seeing some chocolate chip cookies inside. A sigh slips past my lips as I kneel on the ground, opening the paper.

Speak to me, I know I lied, I know I'm an asshole but please, just let me speak to you. I didn't sleep with that woman, I wouldn't. I've left her number at the end of the paper, her name is Bridget. Maria gave me her number today because I asked for it, for you. Text her, pretend you're me, or even say you're my girlfriend and ask about what happened that night. Ask her anything that will help you get the truth from someone other than me.