It was Halloween and Emily felt as if she wanted to die because she had the flu. Not only was she missing the school costume party, but she was lonely because her family were taking her little brother trick-or-treating. She couldn't ask Casey to stay with her because she knew how much she hated the risk of getting sick, but she was nice enough to send over her homemade chicken noodle soup. Plus, she wanted Casey to enjoy the party and possibly see Truman there. She didn't have a boyfriend to comfort her because Sheldon moved away, and she really missed him. He would definitely miss a party to be with her. And she wouldn't even dare to ask Derek to miss a party…or see her look like a slob. Although, she wasn't looking as bad as she did at first. In fact, she was wearing her cat costume. She was actually getting over her flu and felt fine enough to go out, but she rethought about getting everyone sick and decided to stay home. At least, she could take pictures of her cute costume to show Casey.
She was heating up some of the soup when she heard a knock at the door and grabbed the bowl of candy to hand to the little kids, but when she opened it, she was surprised.
"Mr. Carr?!" she said as she saw her cute French teacher standing in front of her.
"Trick or treat, Emily." he said as he held a folder full of papers. "I have some assignments you've missed since you were sick. It's from all of your classes and a student was supposed to deliver this, but I thought it would be a good way to work with you on my class work. I didn't want you to be too behind in my class."
"Great…homework." she said not bothering to hide her lack of enthusiasm.
"I know, but you do want to pass, don't you? May I come in?"
"Sure." she said as she stepped aside to let him in and she nearly swooned when she smelled his cologne. Mr. Brandon Carr was a gorgeous young teacher of 24 and everyone liked him. The students, especially girls, loved his class and most faculty admired his energetic, youthful approach to teaching. He had jet black, wavy hair, warm brown eyes, smooth pale skin, and a gorgeous smile.
"Do you want anything? Some candy?" she said holding up the bowl as he sat down on the couch and took off his jacket.
"Well, I did say trick or treat…" he teased and she gave him the bowl. "I think, I'll have chocolate." he said as he picked out a mini-sized chocolate bar.
"So, let's get this over with."
"You make it sound like a death sentence."
"Doing homework on the night of a really big party is a death sentence…it's torture."
"Well, I'll make it less painful."
"I doubt that." she said knowing that if this was happening to Casey, Derek would never leave her alone and she was thankful that she wasn't related to him…for several reasons.
They sat there for almost an hour going over new vocabulary terms and some French culture. She changed her mind as she thought about how it wasn't so painful to do homework with him because he focused a lot on the French culture. Before she got sick, she would talk to him after class and he had suggested that she study French at university, since she was nearly fluent already. He encouraged her to study abroad in the summer after her freshman year.
"I don't know, Mr. Carr."
"Call me Brandon. Just for tonight and I feel it's too formal since you offered me candy."
"Brandon." she said feeling weird calling her teacher by his first name. "I hate to admit this, but I'm a little worried about money. I mean, how much did it cost when you went?"
"Well, it is pretty expensive, but it's totally worth it. I had the best time of my life there and I'll always remember it. I mean, you'll never remember sitting in a boring lecture hall for a class, but you'll always remember going to France. The food, the clothes, the music…meeting new people. Like this one time, I was going to a techno club and I stayed out until 6 in the morning. I was totally trashed and I woke up in a strange house with this model. I shouldn't even be telling you any of this…"
"Why not? It's interesting, and it's better than hearing that you just did a bunch of tourist stuff. You really jumped into the lifestyle and went off the beaten path. I wish I could do that, but I'd never have the guts to do that. I mean, I'm social and it's easy for me to talk to strangers. I'm not shy like that or anything, but I don't think I could be…"
"A little reckless." he said as if he knew exactly what she was thinking. "Yeah, well, I'm sure a smart and beautiful girl like you could afford to be a little reckless." he said with a wink and Emily nearly melted into a puddle. Did he just call her beautiful? She could have just died.
"Thank you…" she said blushing.
"Oh, don't tell me you're blushing. I see the way boys stare at you in the hallway and in class. You're beautiful. If I was 17, I'd be in line to ask you out."
"There's a line?" she asked not realizing that she was prettier than she'd thought. She was so used to seeing guys come her way only to ask out Casey instead of her. She refused to feel jealous and thought that, maybe, Derek would ask her out. But that would never happen because he had never seen her as anything more than just a friend.
"Yes, there is a line. You know…god, this is so embarrassing. I think…I've developed a little crush on you. I know, I know…it's inappropriate to have a crush on a student, but I just feel like there's something more going on here." he said as he stared at her and she felt as if her head was spinning. Did he just admit that he had a crush on her? This was too much. "Emily?"
"Yeah…" was all she could say. She admit that she had a crush on him, but so did ever other girl in that school, and everyone knew that it would never truly happen in a million years. It wasn't supposed to be the other way around.
"Emily, don't you feel it. The heat, the electricity." he said as he placed his hand on her knee and just then she noticed how close he was sitting next to her. Was he talking about sex? Did he want her that badly? She felt really hot and she knew she must have been sweating.
"Um…Mr. Carr…Brandon, I think you should go." she said as she was getting off the couch but he stopped her.
"Wait! Aren't you going to answer me? Emily, I know my feelings for you are wrong, but…we could be discreet about this. No one ever has to know about this and what goes on between us. You're a brilliant woman and I like you."
"You're making me uncomfortable. You should really leave."
"That's it?! You're going to ignore your feelings? I know you have a crush on me." he said as she gripped her arm harshly and she became frightened.
"Almost every girl have a crush on you…why pick me? You're hurting me." she said and he loosened his grip, but he didn't let go of her arm.
"Look, Emily, this whole insecure thing is really annoying. You're a such a little fucking cock tease, you know that?!"
"What?! What are you talking about?! I'm not a tease!"
"You walk around the school as if no guy would think you're hot, but you just tease them with your legs in short skirts and your tits in those unbelievably tight shirts! I think you know how much that turns someone on…" he said as tightened his grip on her arm again, and she was fighting to get away from him.
"I told you, I'm not a tease! I dress like every other girl at school!"
"Bullshit! You want the attention…and when someone finally gives it to you, you pull that scared little girl shit!"
"I don't want attention! Let go of me! You're scaring me! Let go!"
"Shut up!" he yelled as he slapped her and forced her to lie down on the couch and he was on top of her. He was kissing her neck as he pinned both her wrists above her head with one hand. She, violently, tried to fight him off by squirming around like crazy as he undid his jeans.
"No! Don't do this! Please…don't! Get off!"
"Oh, I'll get off alright…" he said as he moved his other hand under the skirt of her costume and ripped off her panties. She yelped and started to panic when she saw him reaching into the pocket of his jeans and he pulled out a condom. He tore open the foil packet with his teeth and slipped the condom on his cock. She felt his hard cock against her thigh, and she started to cry. She had had sex with only one guy, Sheldon. It was after he told her that he was moving away and she wanted to do it because he was her first love and she wanted to share one last special moment with him before he left. She never told Casey about it.
He pulled down the top of her costume exposing her large breasts to him and he took a chocolate colored nipple into his mouth. He licked and sucked roughly and moved on to her other breasts. She tried to kick him, but he pinned her legs down with his legs.
"Stop fighting this, Emily. You know you want it!" he said as he continued to lick and suck her breast occasionally biting down hard on her nipple.
"No! I don't! Please, let me go!" she sobbed out.
"Fuck, you taste so sweet. Just like chocolate or caramel. Your tits are incredible." he said as he whispered into her ear as he moved his free hand back down to his cock and stroked it a bit before positioning himself at her dry entrance and she knew that this would hurt.
"No, no, no! Ahh!" she screaming as he entered her and he muffled her screams with a brutal kiss. He began thrusting in and out of her in a rapid rhythm causing her to scream louder.
"You're not a virgin…I'm not surprised…" he said as he fucked her harder. "Shit…you feel so good. Oh shit…" he said panting and breathing heavily and Emily laid there trying to forget. She had stopped screaming and he was making all the noise. "Oh shit, oh shit…I love you, Emily! Oh fuck!" he said right before he came and she winced as she felt his warm liquid spill into the condom. She was thankful that he knew to use a condom. He pulled out of her and collapsed onto her kissing her neck and whispering in her ear about how she was a good fuck.
Minutes later, he had got off of her and got rid of the used condom. He tucked himself back in his jeans. She just laid on the couch facing away from him crying silently into a throw pillow. Her body ached and she felt so dirty.
"Emily." he said as she winced when he said her name. "Don't tell anyone about this. We'll just keep this as our little secret and no one has to know about this. If you tell anyone about this…you'll never get to go to France. Do you understand?" he said and she didn't answer him. She couldn't. "Emily!" he yelled and she jumped.
"Yes! Yes, I understand…" she croaked out.
"Good girl. I had fun tonight. Happy Halloween." he said as he kissed her forehead before he left and she laid there until she got up and went to her room and sobbed for hours.