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RPOV:
When we walked into Lissa's room after school she shut the door and turned to look at me, her arms crossed. "Sit." I did. "So what's going on between you and our teacher?"
I averted my eyes, looking around the room. "I don't know what you're talking about." I fidgeted with the loose thread on Lissa's comforter.
"Rose. Look at me." I slowly lifted my eyes to look at her, still not in the eyes.
"Nothing, okay? I may have a little crush on him, but that's all." I said, playing with my fingers.
"What?" Lissa exclaimed, her eyes widening. "Rose, he's our teacher!"
"Liss, it's not a big deal. It's just a little crush." I rolled my eyes.
"You know I don't believe that. Now, tell me everything." she said sitting next to me. Although she was trying to be stern, I could see the excitement in her eyes.
"Well, there's honestly not much to tell. He gave me a ride to school one day," her eyes widened, "and when I was cold, he gave me his jacket. And every time our fingers touch, it's like this electric shock goes through my hand and I don't know." I trailed off, feeling a little embarrassed. I had a crush on my teacher. This was not okay.
"That day you were wearing Mason's jacket, it was Mr. Belikov's, wasn't it?" Lissa said, realization coming onto her features.
I sighed. "Yes."
She squealed. "Oh my gosh, this is crazy! It's like something out of a movie! Oh my gosh, what if he likes you too?" she gushed.
"Whoa whoa whoa. Calm yourself doll face. There's nothing to get excited about. Of course he doesn't like me back." I said a little sadly.
"Well, we'll just have to change that." she said.
"Liss-" I was cut off by her phone ringing.
She held a finger up. "Hey babe. Yeah, yeah hang on." she went out of her room onto her balcony and shut the door. Yeah, she has a balcony. I was rich and had a huge house, but Lissa's was more of a castle. I laid back on her plush comforter and grabbed a fluffy pillow and screamed into it. This sucked. I needed to find a boyfriend and get over this stupid crush.
Sunday night I was in the living room watching tv when I looked at the clock and saw it was almost midnight. I had school in the morning so I decided id go to bed. I got up and shut off the lights and walked to the dining room. I was almost to the stairs when I heard a loud noise coming from the kitchen. Weird. I thought. Everyone should be asleep. "Mom? Dad?" I said cautiously. I walked to the kitchen and lightly pushed the swing door open. It was dark. I pushed it open all the way and made my way around in the dark, my hand gliding along the wall trying to find the light. I heard someone move behind me and froze. "Mom?" I said quietly. Something sharp pressed against my neck, and I could feel the blood being drawn. I hitched a scream when a came over my mouth.
The voice that spoke next is what terrified me. "If you try to move, or scream, I will slit your throat. If you tell anybody what happens tonight I'll kill your family and make you watch." A silent tear slid down my cheek as I listened. "Your father is not a good man Rose." He knew my name? "He has stolen from me, and taken my most important things away from me. And I'm here to make him pay. Now, here's what I want you to do. I want you to go on acting like nothing is wrong. The best thing is the element of surprise. Don't tell anyone I've been here. I'll be watching you very closely." The knife lifted from my throat and I coughed, dropping to my hands and knees. The back door opened and shut, and I sprinted to my room and locked the door, sliding down it to the floor. I put my hands in my hair and let the tears fall freely. I sat there for about two minutes, and lifted a hand to my neck. I pulled my fingers down and saw fresh blood. How was I going to explain this? I couldn't just say I fell. Id have to think of something. What the hell is happening? I was just threatened with a knife. What has my father done to make this man so angry? I was going to find out and put a stop to this. But I'd have to lay low if I didn't want anyone getting hurt. I got up and walked to my bathroom to clean up my cut. Thankfully it wasn't deep, so it wouldn't take long to heal. How did this guy even get passed the alarm system? He clearly knew what he was doing. When I was finished cleaning up and tip toed to my dads office and silently pushed the door open, freezing when it creaked. I waited a few moments to listen for any sounds and continued. I closed the door behind me and turned on the flashlight on my phone. I looked around the room, looking for anything I could use.
I walked to the desk and looked through the papers lying on top. There were a bunch of bills and receipts. Nothing too out of the ordinary. I opened each of the drawers, finding nothing. When I tried the long middle drawer on the top it wouldn't budge. I pulled again. I sighed. It was locked. I shifted through the papers again when I noticed the same name on all the papers. Victor Dashkov. I frowned, and lifted them up to the light. I knew that name. He was one of my dads biggest partnering companies. I heard a door down the hall open and footsteps start walking towards me. I put the papers down and turned off the flashlight, hiding behind the curtain. The door opened, and I could see my fathers figure through the thin fabric. He looked around, them closed the door. I heard his footsteps head back to his room and the door closed. I didn't realize I was holding my breath until I breathed out. I ran back to my room as quietly as possible and jumped into bed. I pushed my fingers up my cut where I wrapped a tissue and taped it. I'd have to wear a scarf tomorrow so no one saw it. I didn't sleep at all that night.
When my alarm clock went off at 7:00 I nearly jumped out of my skin. I got up and looked for my scarves. I pulled out a black infinity scarf and wrapped it around my neck. I finished getting ready and went out the door. Last night made me intensely jumpy. Every time I heard a dog bark or car, I jumped. I just prayed this wouldn't happen again. When I got to school it was still early enough no one was there yet. I walked to my locker and opened it. I looked at my phone and saw it was only 7:45. Wow. I got ready faster than I thought. I looked in the mirror in my locker and groaned. I had dark purple rings under my eyes and my eyes were puffy from crying last night. I put my books and my backpack in it and was about to shut the door when a hand grabbed my shoulder. I jumped and almost screamed when I saw it was only Dimitri.
"Rose? Are you okay?" He asked with concern. I couldn't speak. "Let's go to my classroom. Come on." He put his hand on the small of my back and led me to his room. "What's going on?" He asked when we sat down.
"Nothing. I'm fine." I lied. Although my voice gave it away.
"Rose, you're not fine. I can tell something's wrong. Please," he say forward and grabbed my hands in his, "you can tell me. You can trust me with anything."
I looked down. "I know. And I do. But I can't tell you this. Please understand." I begged.
He sighed and I looked up. "Okay. But if this continues will you tell me?"
I gave him a small smile. "Sure, Comrade."
He smile back and got up to plan his lesson. I put my head down and could feel myself drifting off. I sat up and looked around groggily when I felt someone tap my shoulder. "Rose, class is over." I bolted up. I slept through class?
"Shit. I'm gonna be late." I started to run when he grabbed my wrist.
"I called your parents and told them you need to go home because you're ill. Your father will be here soon to get you." I stared at him shocked.
"Wow. Thanks. That's very nice of you."
He smiled. "No problem." I turned to walk out the door when I knocked a book off the desk next to me. I bent down to get it, forgetting about my cut. Dimitri gasped and I looked up. I covered my neck with my hand when I noticed he was staring at it. "Rose. What happened to your neck?"
"Uh uh n-nothing. M-my cat scratched me." I looked away an tried to run out the door when he caught me by the wrist.
"Rose don't like to me." He said sternly.
"Dimitri I'm fine. It's nothing. Okay?" I said, pulling my hand out of his grasp.
"Okay." He said, though he didn't look like he believed me. I turned the knob and was about to leave when he spoke again. "Wait, Rose." I turned. "Let me see your phone.
"Why?" I asked confused.
"Just let me see it." I gave it to him and he started typing. "Here's my number if you need someone to talk to." I looked at him stunned, as he smiled and held my phone out.
I took it. "Um, thanks." I smiled
"No problem." He smiled and turned away. I walked out to my dads car and he grinned when I got in.
"Hey kiddo. How you feelin?"
"Like shit." I said.
He looked at me out of the corner of his eye. "You need to stop swearing so much. It's not attractive on a woman."
I smiled. "So I've been told."
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