She shook her head, "No. She's just... special to me."

I smiled at her, because I knew that too well. I could remember when I started meeting Lou in secret, I could remember the excitement and also the fear of getting caught. I could picture all the bad things that could happen to us, and I could picture Lou being disgusted at me because I was falling in love with her... someone almost nine years older than her. It was terrifying then, and still terrifying now.

"Tell her that too."

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TW: mentions of r4pe.


Lila agreed to meet me at a bar a few blocks away from my house. I was hoping I'd get her support to bring Andy down and finally stop checking twice if I locked my car or my front door.

I could finally stop looking both ways every time I walked alone on the street.

I could finally go to sleep or allow Lou to kiss me somewhere else than my mouth.

I could finally get to be free from my own curse.

Halfway down a martini and Lila was there. She was wearing sweatpants, grey ones, for a night out in the town.

"I thought we were getting drinks." I ran a hand through my hair, looked at Lila from head to toe.

Lila nodded and offered a kind smile, "I never said we weren't."

"Then what's with the outfit?"

"Oh, I don't wear lingerie everywhere, just the strip club." She winked an eye at me and sat next to me in the bar.

Lila made a gesture to the bar tender, who quickly approached and took her drink order.

I sipped my martini and checked my phone in case I had a missed call or text from Lou, who thought I was home correcting tests and probably drinking chamomile tea.

Lila touched my shoulder, "You ok?"

I looked her way and made eye contact with her, "I will be."

"Look, I think I'll help you out. Only if you agree to do shots with me."

I rolled my eyes and adjusted the collar of my blouse, "Oh shut up."

"You used to be fun, you know?" Lila giggled, "I remember that one time you got wasted and sang the national anthem to a whole bar."

I laughed out loud and covered my mouth with my hand, "Fuck, I remember that vividly."

Lila laughed hard, "Didn't you almost get tattooed once?"

I shook my head, "No, that was Andy actually..."

And the laughter died.

And the crowd around us was the loudest noise.

Lila drunk a sip from her beer and cleared her throat afterwards, "I'll testify, if there's a trial or whatever."

I felt like hugging her. Badly.

I smiled spontaneously, "Thank you so much."

"You're welcome. They deserve hell, I swear."

"I can't believe you're... well, alive after all that you went through." I said, staring as she drunk her beer in one large gulp and asked for another one in one motion.

"You say that because I got seriously beaten up, r4ped, tied and then kicked out of my house because I was 'asking for it'?" She said, sarcastically.

I looked down to my drink and bit my lower lip.

"I'm sorry."

"It's fine. It's past." Lila shrugged her shoulders.

I looked up again, to her, "I'm sorry nobody believed you. And I'm sorry I didn't say anything back then."

Lila rolled her eyes at me, "You had a r4pe baby on the way, Diane. I don't hate you for not reaching out. I didn't either, I was dealing with my own shit."

"Well, it's not like I was on the news like you were." I said.

"Yeah, my parents weren't so happy to see their daughter with a beaten face on screen. Even aunt Susan called me, and I had no idea I had an aunt Susan."

We laughed at that. It was almost like we were bonding over our shit.

"Was it too bad? Loosing a baby?" Lila asked after a few silent seconds.

I nodded my head, "It was probably the worst thing I ever had to go through in my life. And I'm sleeping with one of my students, so..."

Lila gasped, and raised her eyebrows, "You witch!"

"I wasn't supposed to say that." I drank the last of my drink in a gulp.

Lila laughed out loud, "God. You're a bad bitch, Diane. What's her name?"

"Laura. And she thinks I'm grading papers in the comfort of my living room, when I'm actually having drinks with a beautiful striper that shows her breasts for some bucks."

Lila giggled, "I assume she doesn't know about..."

"The situation? She knows. A bit. But she doesn't know I've been looking for you and trying to convince you to help me out with that bastard." I said.

Lila nodded her head, "So... how is it? Sleeping with a student, I mean."

"She's eighteen by the way, so... nothing illegal. She's amazing. She's smart, beautiful, a bit of a bitch when she wants to, but she's great. She takes my breath away." I said, feeling myself blush a little.

Lila smiled, "You're in love with her."

I nodded, "Very much."

I smiled, thinking of her. I wanted to come home quick and call Lou, ask how her day was, ask if she'd like to see me on the weekend. Ask if she'd like to hear what I'd like to do to her, where I'd like to take her soon.

I wanted to kiss her goodnight.

"So, shots?" Lila insisted.

I scoffed, "In your dreams."

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Hi! I think I'll write around until chapter 80, just in case you wanted to know :)

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