Hey everyone, how are you? I hope you're all fine. Well this is my first FanFiction in English. It isn't my native language tough. I'm from Uruguay and our language is Spanish so sorry about all the mistakes. I would like for you to point them to me, so I can fix them and learn some more English too Well this idea come to me in my Discrete Math class in college where I wasn't understanding a lot so I started to write. Haha probably I'll regret it later, but Oh well haha. I have another chapter already written and I would like to try and turn this into a complete story, but that is going to be your choice, you have to tell me if you want me to write some more chapters or not. I'm going to Brazil for two weeks tough on holidays so I'll probably be back on the 10th. Please review and let me know what you think!
Xoxo Luly
He was fired, and the worst part, it's my father's fault. I've never thought he would come this far, but I guess I really don't know him too well. Of course I was sure that he was going to be mad, it's not every day that your only daughter comes home and tells you that she is dating her former teacher, but I figured that after a while he was going to warm up to the idea. I mean it's not like he even gave us the chance to explain that our relationship didn't start with him as my teacher. He's too stubborn; I think I know where I got that from.
Either way I'm now sitting alone on Ezra's apartment, it's not the same without him, but it gives me a place where I can escape from my life for a little while and I guess that is all I can really ask for. Right now he is with his parents up in New York. I miss him like crazy. We talk every day on the phone, but I haven't seen him since the Masquerade dance, five days ago. That was the first time that we've shown ourselves as a couple to the world. It was magical, one of the best feelings that I've ever felt. Monday after the dance tough was hell. It seems like everybody had something to say about our relationship, they made statements and judged Ezra and I like they knew all about us. I got all kind of crap, from the most common statements like slut, whore and bitch to other ones so creative that it was obvious they've spent time thinking about them. But I really didn't care; I mean obviously I wasn't pleased with being called a slut, but I had more important things to worry about, I still have.
In an hour I'm finally going to face my father and tell him how I really feel. I've been avoiding him since Ezra left, partly because I knew that in the state I was, the conversation wasn't going to get anywhere and partly because I was a mess inside and I've spent most of the week crying in my room. Now after seeing Ezra and speaking to him, I understood that he wasn't going to give up on us, and that made me feel slightly better; well that, and the fact that when we left the dance, we went to his apartment and share our second Love making session. He was just as sweet, caring, kind and careful as the first time, but this time, for me at least, was better cause I knew exactly what to expect and I wasn't nervous at all. I know that I'm supposed to be with him for the rest of my life, we're soul mates.
Ten to four, it was time. I grabbed my purse from the bed, grabbed my keys and left the apartment. I got in my car and drove all the way to Hollis. I knew my father was going to be on his office, probable grading some papers. I arrive to Hollis two minutes before four. I parked outside the English building and stepped into the hallways. When I arrived to his door I stopped, check my clock, four o'clock, took a deep breath and knocked on the door. I heard my father's voice telling me to come in, so I opened the door and stepped inside his office. I have to tell that he was pretty surprised to see ME standing there, maybe because I haven't really spoken to him on the last week, week and a half.
"Aria" he spoke "What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to talk to you about something" I told him. You could say that he was nervous but was trying not to show it.
"Please take a sit" he told me, pointing to the chair that was on the other side of his desk. That made me feel like I was one of his students, I didn't like it one bit.
"No, it's not going to take long. I…" I didn't know where to begin so I just closed my mouth.
"You…" he said, expecting me to talk. I didn't. "Well if you are going to say something better hurry up, cause I'm working here. I don't have all day" That was it, how could he spoke to me like that. I walked to his side of the desk and looked him straight in the eyes.
"I can't believe you just said that. Well actually I can, because you get rid of Ezra, you got him fired, but guess what? We're still together, and we're stronger than before. Maybe we won't see each other so much, but that only make our love bigger. And in nine months I'm going to be 18 and you won't be able to stop me from seeing him" I took a breath. Byron opened his mouth to speak but I didn't give him the chance. "You didn't give us the chance to explain that our relationship started before we knew he was going to be my teacher, and please, he was my teacher for like two minutes. He loves me, respects me and care about me. He was the shoulder I cried on when mom left. When I miss Alison, he's the one that's there to tell me that everything is going to be Ok. Not you dad, not mom. Him…"
"Did you two have sex? "He almost yelled at me.
"I don't see where you wanna get with that question" I know that I'll have to tell him the truth, but I was trying to avoid it for a little longer.
"Did you two have sex?" He asked again.
"That's something private dad. I'm not going to tell you what I do with my boyfriend in our intimacy.
"Oh YES you will, cause I'm your father, and I'm demanding an answer. Did you have sex with him?"
"You know what dad, screw you!" I yelled "No we didn't have sex. We made love, and it was the most amazing night of my life. He was caring and careful, and asked me if I was sure at least ten times. And you know what? I have to thank YOU for that night, because we were going to wait till I was 18 but guess what? You made him change his mind. Although if it were for me I would have given myself to him a long time ago" I took a quick breath and continued "And don't you even think about doing something, because the age of consent here is 16 and I'm 17 so there is nothing you can really do. Oh and I was considering going to Hollis for college, you know? But seeing that he can't teach here anymore, I'll have to go to an University near him. I entered in almost every one anyways" And with that I turned around and leave. The last thing I see was his mouth wide open.
