Secret Lover

Insanity

Aelita walked into Kadic on Monday for a new week of school but something was different. Students looked at her warily some even glared. She got her books out her locker and turned around to get to class. But someone blocked her path.

"Sissi?" Aelita asked in surprise.

"Who is he?" Sissi demanded.

"Wha...I already told everyone Herve was mistaken," Aelita told her, "um, I need to get a class."

Sissi snorted. "Like I believe that, tell me!"

Aelita looked around helplessly. She had fallen out with everyone. Even Odd who defended her wanted to be alone. Plus Ulrich was in enough trouble without her adding an extra burden.

"Sissi, stop it."

Both turned to see Nicolas Poilakoff. The boy looked like he lost ten pounds since Friday. His eyes had dark circles and it was obvious that he hadn't slept in days.

"Nicolas the doctors said you were supposed to stay home," Sissi said alarmed to see him, "that ache that sent you to the nurse turned out to be an ulcer," she said surprising everyone, "what are you doing here?" she demanded.

Nicolas chuckled. "Saving you from Ulrich's fate."

There was a dead silence.

"Like I care," Sissi spat, "you better tell..." she turned back to Aelita.

But Nicolas didn't give her a chance. He grabbed Aelita's hand and ran with her down the hall. He reached an empty hallway and let her go.

"I'm not on your side," Nicolas told her coldly, "but I won't let Sissi get in trouble over a boy who doesn't even know she exists," he said in reference to Ulrich.

"Nicolas!" Aelita cried and grabbed the stone faced teen's arm, "I'm sorry, this wasn't supposed to happen."

Nicolas flung her arm off. "Herve's right isn't he?" he snarled.

Aelita hung her head. She had no idea how anything could continue now. People would be wondering who she had dated secretly. It didn't matter that she was denying it publicly and now she was under a microscope. Seeing Mr. Delmas wasn't an option.

"Well I hope you're happy," Nicolas said furious, "Herve's in the hospital and I'd be shocked if Ulrich's not expelled," he snapped, "was he worth it?" he asked, "our headmaster?"

Aelita was shocked. Both that Herve had actually told someone about Mr. Delmas after not telling Jeremie or Sissi and at Nicolas' anger. He noticed and tried to act calmer.

"Is it for real?" Nicolas asked, "what you two have?"

"We had created a timeline," Aelita revealed, "he was leaving at the end of the school year," she said, "but his wife's now ill and even before that she didn't want to give him a divorce."

"She knows he's with you?" Nicolas asked incredulously.

"Of course not!" Aelita cried, "but I think she was waiting for him to change his mind."

"Aelita, this sounds bad," Nicolas said, "I'm no genius or well...you know," he said, "but a wife getting ill when s pretty girl comes along..."

Aelita scoffed. "Pretty girl, am ?"

"I'm just saying...be careful," Nicolas said as he took her hand and squeezed it.

"You really think he did something to her don't you?" Aelita asked sadly, "that Sissi's father hurt is wife?"

"I hope I'm wrong," Nicolas said, "for all our sakes," he added then walked away.

"Especially Sissi's," Aelita whispered to herself.

Mr. Delmas sat in the hospital cafeteria sipping cheap coffee and eating a cheese sandwich. Sissi had told him what she had heard about the incident between Ulrich and Herve.

Calls Mr. Delmas made to Aelita's burner cell went unanswered.

"Stupid boy," Mr. Delmas hissed, "all I planned to do was retire from being headmaster at the end of the year, bide my time, get a divorce," he listed, "and now a hormone crazy teenager might just have ruined everything."

Plus as the husband of a wife who suffered a sudden stroke. He knew he had to be very careful. Anything that made anyone in authority suspect that this wasn't entirely medical would trigger a full investigation. He had enough on his hands with an ill wife, his secret life with Aelita practically destroyed and his daughter Sissi now blamed Aelita for Ulrich being in trouble for the fight in the first place.

"Life has gotten so much more complicated," Mr. Delmas sighed.

Herve watched as food from his feeding tube went inside him. There wasn't much else for him to do unless he wanted to watch the television on mute. Noises-above tiny whispers-hurt his ears and gave him headaches and painful facial spasms.

He was only showed his face once and it was puffy, red, scrapped up and swollen. Ulrich's stomps on his chest also made it painful for him to breathe. His parents were abroad and only wanted to know if this would interfere with his grade point average (GPA).

Nicolas's parents however were much kinder. They even wanted to press charges on Herve's behalf but he was against it and convinced them not to. It was bad enough that Sissi, the girl he loved, came in once and that was just to threaten him with great retribution if he got Ulrich in anymore trouble.

Right now Herve hated her. But he hated Ulrich more. No matter how long it took. He was going to get back at Stern. And the pink haired slut who started all this.

"But I'm doing it myself," Herve declared, "when I'm done Ulrich will wish he was dead and that Aelita will regret ever coming to Kadic."

Chapter Completed

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