Secret Lover

Success and Disaster

Ulrich stood outside the Delmas residence with Aeita. He couldn't believe he was roped into this. it had been two days since Mrs. Delmas stroke was made known and Aelita seemed the most upset. She even frowned every time she saw the new temporary headmaster. Ulrich thought the lady was nice.

"I know Sissi will be more open with you here," Aelita said happily, "thanks for coming," she added and knocked.

"Your welcome," Ulrich said rocking on his heels.

"Who is it?" Sissi asked softly, "Herve you better not be back again," she added darkly.

"Um, it's me," Ulrich said after Aelita nudged him, "I came to see if you were ok, you weren't at school today."

The door sprung open.

"Ulrich," Sissi said excitedly and hugged him, "Aelita, what are you doing here?" she asked with disgust.

"Hey," Ulrich chastised, "she suggested I come and see you instead of just sending a gift, be nice."

"You suggested he come here?" Sissi asked suspiciously.

"Of course I did," Aelita said with a big smile, "how else..." she tried, "I mean it's not like Yumi is here," she blurted out nervously.

Ulrich looked at Aelita incredulously. He couldn't believe what she just said. If he didn't know better he'd think she had a darker motive for bringing him over. And Yumi would kill her.

"That's true," Sissi said with a chuckle, "so..." she said looking at Ulrich longingly, "come in."

Ulrich and Aelita went inside. Ulrich kept looking at Sissi as if he wanted to run. Sissi only responded with a sly grin and locked the door.

"Rest your gifts on the table over there," Sissi said simply, "I'll go to the dining room to reflect, if anyone would..."

"Ulrich will look after you while I go on the headmaster," Aelita said as she put down her gifts of a get well card, a basket of bath products and two music CDs on the table, "unless he has words of comfort for your father," she added when he dropped his get well card in protest.

"Words of...what?" Ulrich asked confused, "wait, I don't want to sit with..."

"Why not?" Sissi asked emotionally, "you can't even bear to be around me when my mother's sick?" she asked devastated, "I won't try anything I just..." she started to cry.

Aelita glared at Ulrich. No matter the outcome she certainly hadn't expected that Ulrich would do this badly.

"Whoah...ok, ok," Ulrich conceded horrified at what was happening, "I'll sit with you, come on," he said taking her hand.

"Really, thanks," Sissi said wiping her eyes, "I know I can be mean sometimes but..."

"That doesn't matter now," Ulrich said gently, "let's focus on the positive."

"Ok," Sissi said leaning in close as they walked way.

Aelita sighed in relief and headed to find Mr. Delmas. She looked around as she did so. She had seen inside the house only one other time. That was when she came by with the excuse that Mr. Delmas had forgotten to give her an assignment she missed at school and she couldn't contact locate him or her teacher physically or by e-mail. It was at the start of their relationship and Mrs. Delmas gladly let her in. The woman was just happy for the company since their daughter Sissi lived on campus in the dorms. Despite cookies, milk, and kindness. Aelita developed a deep-seated hatred for the middle-aged woman. Jean-Pierre was married to her and Aelita wanted him. It was that simple, yet so much more complicated.

"Hello, headmaster?" Aelita kept asking and soon decided to try upstairs, "are you here sir, J.B.?" she asked near the stairs.

"Hello?" a gruff female voice called from the front door, "someone's checking up on my brother in law?" she asked as Aelita dashed upstairs to escape the mysterious voice.

Aelita dashed into the bathroom she remembered and closed the door. It seemed forever before her heart started beating normally again. She opened the door to see the headmaster smiling at her in amusement.

"Oh it's you," Aelita said relieved, "oh no," she cooed upon seeing his face, "your eyes are red and your beard is turning you into Santa Claus, you really need a trim."

Jean Pierre Delmas chuckled. He took Aelita's hand and led her to his upstairs office. He locked the door and turned on classical music.

"The room's almost completely sound proof," Mr. Delmas told her, "I turned on the music because it will drown out our voices in case anyone tries one of those tricks...from tv or something," he said and she started to laugh.

He ran his fingers through her hair. "Thanks for coming."

"I brought Ulrich to keep Sissy busy," Aelita revealed.

"How'd you manage that?" Mr. Delmas asked with a laugh.

"Everyone loves your wife," Aelita said with a smile but there was sadness in her eyes, "it's just that...will she be coming back?" she asked, "is your wife ok?"

Mr. Delmas sighed and squeezed Aelita's hand.

"I don't know," Mr. Delmas said his voice shaking, "what if this is karma, punishment for my actions?" he said tearfully.

Aelita's face went stone hard.

"Listen to me," Aelita said firmly, "we love each other, we haven't broken the family up and I've accepted that there has to be a timeline for this," she said, "now you will take charge and not let this tragedy break you or your daughter," she ordered him, "you need to be strong for her, your wife, for us," she reminded him.

Mr. Delmas smiled. "Jean Bear needed a pep talk."

Aelita giggled and kissed him on the cheek. Soon they were kissing each other passionately. they only stopped because his phone beeped.

"Excuse me," Mr. Delmas said blushing and read the text, "great, Harriet, my wife's infamous sister is here," he muttered, "like I need to see her."

"Then don't," Aelita said frankly, "you're a man in mourning you can see who you please," she pointed out, "plus I can hear your heart racing, she's bad for you, especially right now."

Mr. Delmas laughed. He sent a quick text to his daughter and focused back on Aelita.

"What did you tell her?" Aelita asked with a smile.

"I told Elizabeth to get rid of her," Mr. Delmas said dismissively, "we both hate her, she'll do it," he said, "she's nothing more than a grouchy fat goat," he added and Aelita burst out laughing.

"That's terrible," Aelita chastised but she didn't mean it, "Oh J.B., you're so bad," she said playing with his collar, "while Sissi gets rid of your sister in law a.k.a. goat lady," she said slyly, "why don't we try...meditating on the sofa, some lifetime reflection," she suggested.

"Reflection hmm?" Mr. Delmas asked but he grinned anyway as Aelita led him to the red leather sofa.

"Of course, but if anything else happens," Aelita hinted, "I can handle it, can you?" she asked sitting seductively.

"You bet I can," Mr. Delmas said pulling her forward.

"Herve?" Jeremie asked opening his dorm room door.

"Aelita's cheating on you," Herve said, "don't ask, I just know Jeremie."

Jeremie stood with his mouth slack open. He knew Herve was a good kid once he wasn't slinking behind Sissi. They had been grouped together in advanced classes and got along when things weren't competitive. He knew Herve wasn't lying. Not about this. "When did you find out?"

"Recently, I'm sorry Jeremie but the guy's taken big time," Herve said, "tell her if she doesn't drop it I'm taking action personally," he revealed, "I know everyone involved and it will devastate them."

"Aren't you overreacting a little?" Jeremie asked, "I'm upset but...this is school," he added.

Herve sighed. He wasn't going to risk saying more. "Just talk to her and don't give my name."

"Of course not," Jeremie agreed, "I'll talk to her," he said, "thanks for telling me, bye," he said closing the door.

Jeremie took a deep breath and listened for Herve's retreating footsteps. As soon as he was sure the teen was gone he walked over to his bed and sat down. He couldn't stop shaking.

"You wicked bitch," Jeremie croaked, "how could you?"

Chapter Completed

I finished typing this story April 10, 2011 but won't let me log on. This sucks. I hope readers will like this new chapter and thanks for all the support.

PS: Got on 11:45pm April 10. Here you go.