Chapter 8

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Alex's POV:

My eyes kept searching for her the whole time , why isn't she here ? Is she okay ? Did she changed her mind about my class ? Yesterday she was late , maybe today too I kept giving myself hope.
But the class has ended and she didn't show up," Elizabeth Carey " that was her name it was easy to find it since she was the only student that was absent today .
I was planning to apologize to her in front of the whole class , Maybe she can forget how bad I was but she didn't show up , so I apologized instead to my students, I don't want them to start hating me from day one .

I thought , while I was explaining the first acting lesson , that what if all that was in my imagination ? as if she wasn't for real , her eyes , her tears , her voice. she can't be real .
The only thing that proved me  she was real , was her friend who was trying to defend her yesterday before I left the class , wish I can ask her if she's okay or if she's coming back.

The bell rang , the class was almost empty but her friend was still there typing on her phone . Is she talking to her ?
I was getting ready to leave when a guy entered the class and called her by her name :

" Stacey " he said trying to catch his breath .

My curiosity was forcing me to stay and listen , I felt as if he was going to tell her something important.

" what do you want ? And how did you know that i am here ?! " the girl asked .

" I saw your insta story , where is Lisa ? Isn't she with you? I am trying to reach her she isn't answering any of my calls or messages"

Wait Lisa ? ! Elizabeth ? Is he talking about her or am I assuming? I couldn't leave , not before I make sure that she was not the same girl they're talking about .I should pretend that I am still busy . I held a pen and pretended that I am writing on a paper .

" Lisa is sick , she couldn't come to the class . Leave her alone she already has been through a lot , you her mom and ..." she stopped talking and I saw her looking at me from the corner of my eye .

What the hell does that mean ? Are they really talking about her ? Was she about to tell him about what I did to her?

" And what ??? What happened ? Did anyone hurt her ?" He was ready to start a fight , I swear I can see him grazing at me .

" Nothing happened , leave her alone Ben . She doesn't wanna talk to you. Now would you excuse me I have to be somewhere " . I can hear her leaving the class . I wish I can follow her , I had a million questions on my mind but I couldn't.

" Stacey please tell her that I love her and that I won't give up " he said while following her , his voice was begging , I can hear pain in it .

What is he to her ? I started asking myself. Is he her boyfriend? Her fiancé? What did that jerk do to her ! I wish I didn't listen to that conversation, it didn't make me feel any better , first she is sick , second she is going through a bad period and I made it even worse and third she has a lover .

I think that staying away from her is my only choice , we have an old saying in our country that says " Don't play with fire if you don't want to get burned " and honestly I do not need more burns. I am a married man , and her teacher at the same time , I am not allowed to even think about her .
It was a very beautiful moment we shared yesterday in the car but that's it . I know myself I am strong enough to turn all my emotions off and focus on more important things in life: my son and my career .

I left class and decided to go spend some time with him together alone. One day he will grow up and I will miss spending time with him .
That's what I actually did , we had a very beautiful day, he was really happy , his eyes were sparkling and seeing him happy made me feel much better .

I took a hot shower and went into bed , my own bed , since recently we started sleeping in different rooms telling Carl that my alarm is waking up his mom early every morning .
We promised each other , me and Jessica , that Carl should stay away from our problems and keep pretending that we're good together .

I don't know where was our relationship going , but I am more comfortable like that and I think she is too and that's what they call " The ugly truth ".

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