Anas P.O.V
I walked up to the classroom door and knocked gently. "Come in."
I opened it up and walked through, closing the door behind me. He looked up from the paper in front of him and smiled gently. "Anastasia, I'm glad you decided to come. Please have a seat."
I walked over to the seat in front of his desk and sat down quietly.
Minutes passed. Nothing was said. I could hear his breathing, slow and steady.
"Say something, Ana please."
"What do you expect me to say Christian? You show this… this thing to me, and what? You want me to jump for joy? You want me to be excited to get whipped and tortured in your red room of pain?"
"That room, Ana, that room is much more about pleasure than it is pain. That's not the point though. Look I showed you because I didn't want it to be a secret, it doesn't mean that I want to do that with you right now. I just didn't want to hide it from you. That's all."
Oh. "Christian, I just… it kinda scares me." He got up and walked around his desk and stood in front of me, kneeling down he looked me in the eyes.
"I know, and I'm sorry. I just didn't want it hanging over my head. I didn't want to feel like I was keeping something from you." He placed his hand on my knee gently, reassuringly. "Ana, I never even thought I felt anything more than sexual towards you but when you wouldn't talk to me I realized it actually hurt. I've never felt that about someone before. Please Ana, just give me a chance."
Taking a deep breath, I nodded slowly. A small smile grew on his face. He leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on my lips.
"Mr. Grey?" a few knocks came on the door and we pulled apart quickly, Christian moving back around to the back of his desk.
"Come in." Miss. Rolland walked through looking at Christian with a smile before turning her head towards me.
"Oh Ana, hello. How are you dear? Christian, I just wanted to check if you started grading those papers yet?" Miss. Rolland was another English teacher at this school, a 30 something lady with reddish kinda hair and a sweet temper. I had her the first 3 years at this school. I liked her… maybe not right now and she got all bright eyed looking at Christian.
Was there anyone who wasn't infatuated with him? My inner voice kindly took this moment to remind me, that even I wasn't immune to this man's powers.
"I should go…" I zoned out slightly, returning to the conversation to hear Miss. Rolland talking about taking some of his papers to grade for him.
"No, wait…" we both looked at him, "We haven't finished discussing your paper yet. Miss. Rolland, it's fine. I can handle the last few by myself."
Taking her dismissal with a disappointed look, she turned to walk out the door. "I'm here anytime you need help Christian." She called over her shoulder.
"I swear a new student wouldn't get offered as much help as me." He snorted, folding his arms.
"They're all infatuated with you… Mr. Grey." I looked up at him, my teeth tugging at my bottom lip.
He opened his mouth, about to speak before giving a small smile. "Are you infatuated with me Anastacia?"
I slowly shook my head no.
He leaned down slowly and pulled on my lip, releasing it from my teeth.
"That drives me mad, Ana." He whispered lowly, tracing my lip with his thumb.
I kissed the pad of his this thumb, "I should go…" I got up slowly, walking around him towards the door.
"Meet me later… I want to cook you dinner."
"Didn't we try that before?" I giggled remembering the mac and cheese.
"Yes, I suppose we did. Ok, how about a movie evening? Popcorn, coke… you can choose the movie."
"Sure." I smiled. "See you later Mr. Grey." I turned and walked out the door, smiling like an idiot.
"6pm." I walked out the door, turning left towards my locker. Entering my combo, I changed my books over making sure to grab my English books to do my essay. Last thing I need is Christian to think I'm taking advantage of whatever kind of relationship we may have. Closing my locker, I put my headphones in and hit play. Mistfit was the first song to come on, bobbing my head to it I walked towards the exit.
It's a short 10-minute walk home, so I very rarely take Wonda – my vintage Volkswagen. I haven't talked to Ray since that argument…
I never go a full day without at least texting him, and it's been 3 days now. I need to talk to him. I can't bear not to. Damn, I was a real bitch. I mean I'm helping mom plan her wedding and I still thought there was a chance for them? You are so naive Ana!
I kept my head down and kept walking, turning right. I'm a horrible daughter. Poor Ray, what he must be going through. I walked up to the door, pushing it open. "Mom? Bob?" I followed the calls back to the kitchen.
"Hey honey. How was school?"
"Fine, hey I'm going over to dads for a while."
She looked a little sad. "You're not meant to be going over to Rays until tomorrow honey. I only get four days with you in the week as it is."
"Dad only gets three." I stated. It wasn't an official custody thing, it's just what they came to an agreement on. Mom got me Monday to Thursday and I stayed with dad Friday to Sunday.
"He also doesn't have 7 hours taken out of his days for school."
"Mom… really? Are we gonna do this again?" If I decide to go to Dads on one of her days or stay over there a day early, she hates it. Not because she hates me being with Ray, she's not like that. Just because it means less time for us. I get it, but I'm not going anywhere permanently just yet so we have plenty of time.
She let out a sigh. "No, no of course not." It would have been easier to just tell her why, but dads hasn't really had a girlfriend since mom and I don't know how she would take it or if dad even wanted her to know yet.
She gave me a small smile. "Ok, I'll stay for dinner. How about that?" I offered.
"That would be great." She dished up around 5 and I was walking out the door at 5:22. She looked a little hurt that I was in a rush, but I had to see Ray then go to Christians.
"Bye." I called as I walked out the door, not waiting for a reply. Jumping into Wonda, I reversed out of the driveway and made my way. Fifteen minutes later I was standing in front of Rays door.
Ok, not so easy now that I'm here… I lifted my hand to knock, but I couldn't get it any further than hovering over the door. "Come on Ana!" I tried encouraging myself. "Just knock. It's only Ray. He'll be happy to see you."
Dropping my hand, I shook myself all over and jumped about trying to hype myself. Once I stopped I raised my hand again only to stop… seeing Rays new girlfriend standing there looking confused.
Moments passed. "Ana? Right?" nodding slowly, I kept my mouth closed. "What were you doing?"
"Trying to get courage to do this…"
"The neighbours must be so confused," she smiled stepping aside. "…come on in." I walked past her slowly, keeping my eyes on her but away from her eyes, like someone trying to get past a wide animal that might just strike out and kill them. Avoid eye contact, go slow, and everything will be fine. "Your dad is in the living room."
Walking through, I stood in the doorway. Ray looked up at me, obviously not expecting me from the complete look of surprise and shock on his face. He was watching football with a beer in his hand.
Once the initial shock wore of, he slowly set his beer down and turned the TV of. Standing a few meters away from me, he just smiled. "Annie." That's all it took. That one word. And my eyes filled with tears. "Oh Annie, don't cry." He walked over to me, engulfing me in a warm, strong hug.
"Dad, I'm so sorry." I sobbed, hugging him back. He said nothing and just held me. It's what I needed from him in that moment. No words. Just this.
We stood there for what seemed like forever, and all too soon he slowly pulled away. Wiping my tears. "Annie, you have nothing to say sorry for. Do you hear me? Never say sorry for feeling how you feel."
"I shouldn't have said and acted how I did. Dad, I mean mom's getting married in a few months and I should have known you would move on. I mean you are amazing, I'm surprised you haven't dated before now."
He smiled, "Ana, you know how much I love you, and I will always care for your mom, but It's over with us."
I nodded. "I get that now… I love you too Dad." He gestured for me to sit down and we chatted for a bit. It was so nice to just talk. I hate fighting with him, it rarely happens and this was like the worst fight we have ever had. I hated it.
"Knock knock, anyone hungry? Thirsty."
"No thanks sweetie, we're good." This is still gonna take some getting used to.
"I'm good thanks, I should get going actually."
"Already?"
"I'll see you tomorrow Dad." I smiled and hugged him. "See you later Jane." I smiled and walked on out the door. Walking down the driveway, I stopped for a moment by the wall. Breath, Ana. Breath. I turned and looked through the window. They were laughing, and smiling. He's happy. I smiled.
Pulling out my phone, I checked the time. 5:52pm Shit. I'm going to be late to Christians.
I walked down the street to the bus stop and waited a few minutes for the next bus to come along.
Ping
"Hi, adult single ticket please." I handed over the money and got my ticket, taking a seat beside the window.
Lifting my phone out of my pocket and looking at the text.
Christian Grey 6:01pm
Where are you? Is everything ok? Text me. -C
Ana Steele 6:03pm
Yeah, I'm fine – just running a little late. On my way now. I'll be 15 minutes. -A
Christian Grey 6:03pm
Ok, see you soon. Text me when you're here. -C
I smiled at my phone and put it away, leaning back in my seat.
Now that I've made amends with one man in my life, now what to do with the other one?
What am I doing? I'm still a virgin. The worst thing I done was when I lied to my mom about cleaning my room so I could get an ice-cream from the ice-cream man. I felt so guilty I tried to get Mr. Whirly to take the ice-cream back. Obviously, he didn't, so I was in tears. I threw the ice-cream away and went to mom and told her everything – offering to be grounded for a year and to give her my favourite teddy, Mr. Snuggles. A hard decision at the age of six.
Now look at me. Having an affair with my high school teacher. Putting him in a situation that could get him fired, put behind bars and never allowing him to teach again if we get caught. Lying to pretty much everyone about except for Kate and Josie. Then there is the cherry on top… he's a sadist. I think. I'm not even fully aware what that means. Even worse? I'm seriously considering trying that stuff with him, explore a little. I mean I'm going to lose my virginity eventually. I mean I don't like I'll let him tie me up and have his way with me for my first time, but maybe let him blindfold me or something. I don't even know.
The bus came to a stop outside Bakers Street. I thanked the bus driver on my way of the bus, taking a right down the street.
Ana Steele 6:16pm
Around the corner. Cu in a few -A
I sent the text and continued walking. Turning the corner onto Parkmore Lane. I looked up to see him standing in the doorway, hands in the pockets of his black trousers and the tie he had on earlier discarded somewhere to reveal the top two buttons of his light blue shirt undone. He looks… I mean damn. How does he have any interest in me? Plain Jane?
I was wearing simple skinny jeans, a pair of ankle boots and a black and grey stripped top. Simple. What I thought was cute… now thinking messy.
I reached his door with a small smile.
"Hey." I greeted.
"Miss. Steele." He nodded. Really? Miss. Steele? He's the only teacher to address students like that… never mind me.
I smiled, and shook my head. "Are you going to invite me in? Or are we having a movie night out here?"
"Smart mouth… I like it." He said, standing to the side to allow me past. With my mouth hanging open like a common gold fish, I walked past him slowly.
Christian P.O.V
"Are you going to invite me in? Or are we having a movie night out here?" She quipped.
"Smart mouth… I like it." I moved to the side to let her past. Her mouth open in shock. Easy Grey… you don't want to scare her any more than you already have.
I admit her smart mouth does turn me on… more than it probably should. I'm used to submissive. Girls who would never dream of talking to me like that. If they had, they wouldn't be sitting down comfortably for a while.
I was about to close the door when I heard a voice.
"Christian." I turned to see my neighbour and ex sub. Leila.
"Leila, hi how are you?"
"I'm fine thank you. Who was that?" Great. Here we go. A combination of her being nosy and not happy about me cancelling our contract makes her a serious pain in my ass.
"Just a friend, Leila. No one you need to worry about."
"You're lying."
"You have no say in my life, Leila. Not even when you were in it. If you think our past relationship has any factor here, just remember who was in charge." I say sternly, walking a few steps closer to her.
She looks down at the ground. "Sorry, Sir."
I wince at the name, but ignored her and turned to walk back into the house. Slamming the door behind me. "Who was that?" Ana stood at the bottom of the stairs.
"No one, baby." I smiled tightly. "Just a neighbour."
"Why did she call you Sir like that? What relationship were you talking about?" Anas smart. She knows this wasn't just a casual conversation with two neighbours, I can tell. She's standing with one arm beside her and the other holding onto the banister of the stairs. Looking at me with wide eyes.
"She's just… We had a brief relationship that's all. It's been over for a year or so now. She was just being nosey when she seen you."
"What kind of relationship?"
"Baby, please. Let's not do this."
"Christian, tell me."
I took a deep breath. Fuck you Leila. "She was… a sub of mine."
"A sub?"
"Submissive. I was her Dom."
