It had been two week with the announcement of the suicide of Professor Faustus. Some of students taking it rather hard for their crush on the handsome man. A substitute was brought in for the rest of semester.
Sebastian was a hero to his little rose. She stayed after hours to keep him company. She'd make lunches and pick up coffee as the least she could do for her rescue. He was living in this simple bliss.
He walked into his classroom seeing the familiar redhead missing. He waited until ten passed before shutting the door. Still nothing. He panicked wanting to know what became of his lover.
Grell hovered over her toilet still feeling nauseated. Angelina knocked on the door feeling horrible for her sister. "I'm sorry dear. I had no idea the milk went bad. How about I buy you lunch?"
"No thank you. I feel so sick..." She began to vomit again holding onto the bowl for dear life. "Just...just leave me. I'll get out when I start feeling better." She sat back against the wall holding her stomach.
Grell's phone went off with a message from Sebastian. She groaned reaching up to the counter grabbing it. She placed her glasses back on trying to focus.
" Hello Grell. Are you okay? "
" Sorry Professor Michaelis. I'm not feeling very well at all."
She leaned over the toilet feeling her stomach still so aggressive towards her.
"I can't make it at all today. I'm so sorry."
He read the message feeling his whole day become worse. The love of his life sick with him not there to care for her.
He scanned over the class seeing the students taking notes off the screen being projected. He glanced back at his phone feeling a small shimmer of happiness fill his veins.
What if she was pregnant?
Since their first insemination, it had to have at least two months. A smile appeared on his face trying to think of what to do to make sure his best wishes were true.
Grell crawled into bed holding onto her stomach. Almost two hours of sickness and not leaving the bathroom made her feel so weak. If she could get back at her sister for doing this to her, she would. Her phone went off with a text message for a number she didn't recognise.
"Hello Sutcliffe. I'm William T. Spears from your chemistry class. I noticed your first lack of attendance and wondered if you were alright?"
She started to think her nausea had messed with her. There was no way he had her number or know how to contact her.
"Hi Will. How did you get my number?"
"Your sister gave it to me."
She hated Angelina a little more for doing so. She might have given it to him herself whenever she was ready.
"Oh. I haven't been feeling well since this morning. More sick than anything."
He stared at his phone standing by the door to his next class. 'Why am I even messaging you?' He looked around having the sensation of eyes over his shoulders.
"I hope you feel better."
"Thank you William."
She giggled feeling like she was thirteen all over again. She quickly covered her phone hearing a knock on her door. "Who is it?"
"Your favourite sister. I have a guest who wants to see you dear."
She groaned reaching out for her brush fixing herself. She straightened up the heart printed tank top making sure the straps on her bra were hidden. "Let them in." She froze realising that she didn't have any make-up on her at all.
Othello opened the door walking in with his backpack hanging off his shoulder. "Hey Grell, I didn't see you today and got worried. Your sister told me you have food poisoning."
She laughed holding her stomach protectively. "You mean she gave me food poisoning. She gave me spoiled milk for breakfast making me sick. I'm sorry you had to worry about me."
He sat down placing his backpack on his lap. He undid the zipper pulling out a small gift bag. "I got you a little something. I hope it you like." He handed it to her having his cheeks darken just a bit.
Inside were small boxes of spearmint, lavender, and white teas along with a jar of honey. She smiled placing them aside. "Othello...you are just the sweetest thing!" She kissed his cheek giggling lightly.
His heart pounding having her on him. 'I never want to wake up from this dream.' He hugged her back letting this moment extend. "I'm glad you like."
"That is one of the nicest things you've done for me. Well, that and when you ran to my father crying when I fell off my bike when we were in primary school."
"You almost broke your arm! What was I suppose to do?" He chuckled loving the memories they shared. Neighbours since they were three, he knew he would be there for her.
"Why aren't you supposed to be in class right now? Don't tell me you're skipping on my account?" She crossed her arms raising her brow.
"No. I actually had a class cancelled. When I saw you didn't show up I figured something was wrong so I called your house. Angelina told me everything." He smiled looking at the gift. "I thought it would be something you could use."
"That's still sweet of you to care about me." She smiled sniffing the boxes of teas. "You really do know how to make a lady feel so special." She nudged him playfully.
"I try my best to."
Angelina opened the door holding the house phone against her chest. "Daddy wants to if you want to come with us to dinner tonight Grell? No late night flights today."
She shook her head holding up the boxes in her hand. "I'm not up to it. I have the teas Othello brought me. I make some soup if I'm up for it."
Angelina left continuing to talk with their father. Othello turned back to her feeling a bit of tension. "If you want, I can pick you up some soup from that bistro you like?"
"You've done enough. You need you take care of yourself. I promise I'll be fine." she said getting more comfortable in her pillows. The way she was posed made his heart leap.
The pool of red around her made it's way onto the sheets. A small glimpse into his fantasy flashed in his mind of them together. Her in a silk gown waiting for him on a king-sized bed.
"I really wish you didn't have to come all the way back here for me. It's really sweet of you nonetheless. How much longer do you have until your next class?" Her stomach begin to rumble getting rather upset again from the slightest movement of her body.
" I actually have a class here in about an hour. It wasn't a waste at all coming out here to make sure that you're okay. When I get on my bike again it'll take me that 25 minute drive there and then, another 10 minutes for parking. You know how hectic it is trying to drive into campus when classes are changing in and out."
He got up making sure his bag was zipped back up. "I do have to stop and get something to eat before I go back in though. Text me if anything happens or, if you just need someone here with you."
" Don't you dare skip a meal Othello. You're tiny enough as is." She sat up grabbing a hold of his hands. "Please take care dear." She released him his hands stacking up the small boxes.
Once he was gone she got out of bed letting her small sleep shorts known. After a few hours of her stomach not bothering her, she moved through the hall entering her sister's room. "Ann, could you please pick up some medicine and milk that isn't bad?"
"If course dear. I'll make sure to pick some up before we go to dinner. Are you sure you don't want anything I can bring back? Oh, can you zip me up?"
She turned around having the decently modest dress opened up. "I don't think we need anything else...maybe some ice cream." She zipped up the dress taking a seat on the bed.
"Absolutely. Text it to me, or else I'll forget." She turned around looking at her with a raised eyebrow. "Do you think he'll say anything about the dress?"
"I doubt it. Daddy just hates seeing you in outfits too scandalous." she said gesturing to breasts. "It looks good. Maybe add some stockings to make it more elegant."
She sat next to her brushing Grell's bangs out of her face. "You really need to go rest. I promise I'll bring everything you ask. Now, get to bed before so you can relax." She hugged her gently helping her up.
Grell did as she was told getting back in bed. She turned on her television watching cooking shows. She made herself some tea from her gift relaxing at home.
After a couple of hours, her father picked up her sister leaving for their night out. She fell asleep having the show playing on without her.
Sebastian moved towards the house watching his surroundings. He moved along to the backyard noticing the window of his beloved illuminate with light. Climbing up without fail, he went through the balcony attached her father's room.
He made his way to her room opening the door with care. Her hair fallen across her face letting out small, steady breaths. He moved close sitting right beside her. Take the mug out of her hand, he laid her back moving the bangs aside.
She groaned softly making herself more comfortable amongst her pillows. He laid next to her for moment watching her. Her sleeping was gentle and calm with him there.
The image of them sharing a bed together made his heart swell. A wedding after she graduated school. No. He would be able to provide to keep her as a loving housewife. Children of their own running throughout their home. This couldn't wait any longer.
He held out her arm scanning along the flesh for a good vein. He made sure she was asleep tightening the blue strap on her arm. The needle went in easily making her only groan in discomfort. He took the sample he needed making sure to clean and place a bandage on the wound. With a simple kiss to her lips, he left out through the front door making sure it was locked behind him.
He made his way to the laboratories of the criminal science building. He entered into one specific room to a friend who owed him a favour. He had him run test proving that there was some chemical compound that would give him truth to his theory. Alas, when the test results finally came through it was negative.
He left making his way with his keys clutched tightly in his hand. He wanted this to be a happy occasion. He lit his cigarette taking in a long drag in frustration. He let out a the smoke giving a small smirk. "No matter...there's always next time my love."