Losing my virginity to my teacher | ✔

51. My Boyfriend.

         “I kissed him first so it was not his fault, before you go and blame him on everything like you did to me.  We were stuck inside a class room and couldn’t leave the room until morning.  I was reminded of my mom when he called me ‘Amy’.  It was years since I heard someone call me that and I felt emotional so I tried to kiss him but he didn’t even reciprocate.”  I left out the part when he took my virginity because seriously it was not even considered as sex and I don’t want to enorm my uncle even more.

        “I didn’t even know he was Mia’s sister until she announced us that she was pregnant at the restaurant.  I thought Mia only had one brother and it was Nick.  Zach altogether avoided talking to me, even after me moved in together.  Do you know how horrible it was?  It was damn hard to ignore the connection we had.  Oh, and Zach gave me the hickey not Adrian.”  I add feeling stupidly confident.  If this is going to be a big issue, might as well get this out of my chest.

      My uncle stared at me like he doesn’t even recognize me and I felt the same because I was not the one to talk like this but I can’t try and ignore Zach for the rest of my life, when what we share is so much more worth trying for.

      I didn’t want to guilt trip my uncle by using my mom but I can’t help but use her as a means to escape the sticky situation. 

      “So, what about Adrian?”

        “He’s just my friend.”  I mumbled; all my energy drained from the sparring match I had with my uncle.  Twisting my fingers in a knot, I felt the bed dip.  I turned around to see my uncle sitting near me with a softened expression on his face.  He held out his arms and I was quick to dive right in.

      Pressing my eyes close, I listened to my uncle’s heart beat until it was calm.  I want him to understand the situation I was in.

       “You married Mia without your family’s support, all I am asking is to be patient until Zach and I are ready to tell my father about us.  You can think that I am crazy to be with Zach at this age but I am already falling for him, Uncle.  You can call papa and tell him everything if you want to.”  I said finally and walked out of the room before I have to listen to the conversation my father and uncle will soon have.

        My biggest concern was, whether my father will tell me to pack my bags and come back to India.  He is the sweetest person in the whole world but I don’t know if this will be his breaking point.  His younger daughter getting into a cross-culture love affair.  I want him to support this so damn much but I knew it could be a deal breaker for him.  He never once made my uncle feel like an outsider because he married a white woman even if his own damn family kicked him out.

         I felt sorry for my uncle but come to know it is going to happen to me, I felt nauseated. 

        Instead of going to the living room to talk with Zach, I turned towards the hallway in which the bathroom was and locked myself in it to take a breather.

        I clenched my fingers around the sink while looking at the mirror.  I remembered how happy I felt this morning and now how my face was morphed into a crying mess.  I hated myself for it.  If I hadn’t teased Zach like this, we would have saw uncle standing in the kitchen.  I felt like a fool.

        After washing and cleaning my face, I felt a vibration in my phone and immediately straightened.  Did my dad already started to ambush me.  I took my phone out of my jeans packet with shaky hands and let out a huge sigh of relief when I saw it was Jordan.

        JORDAN:  Are you home yet?  I asked you to text me.

        AMELIA:  I have reached.