"It's you," I said coldly, " YOU BASTARD! I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" I lunged for him and stared beating the absolute shit out of him. Blood was oozing out of his nose and his eye was swelling shut, fading to a dark purple. But I didn't stop there. I had to make absolute sure that he was dead corpse. He deserves it! Jason Dallas lived over 56 years of life. My brother didn't even make it to collage.
" Uh Gia," Professor Maddox waved his hands in front of my face.
Damn it! He could't at least let me enjoy my vision now could he?
" Yes?"
" It's a pleasure to meet you Gia," Jason held out a scrawny boney finger to me, but I refuse to take it.
"Same to you," I lied though gritted teeth.
" Ok everyone dinner is ready," Professor Maddox's mom sang.
" I need to use the bathroom first," I blurted.
" Of course dear. Its down the hall and to the right."
I followed her instructions and locked myself in. I can't do this. This is no way I can survive dinner know that I know who killed Colton. Needing someone to tell I called my mom.
" Gia," she picked up on the third ring, " How are you?"
I let out a stressful sigh and told her I was terrible.
" What's the matter sweetie?"
You have to tell her Gia. Do it! Now! Before you chicken out!
" I met the man who killed Colton...."
She didn't answer. Did she hang up. I checked the call timer. No the line was still connected.
" Mom?"
" How-how-how..."
" Do I know that he killed Colton," I finished for him, " He introduced himself as Jason Dallas."
" That unimaginable rat bastard," my mother wispered harshly, " Where are you?"
" At dinner with a friend." And by friend I mean professor.
" Leave," she demaned.
" I can't. A friend of mine brought me here."
" Then you tell him that you don't feel well and get the hell out of there. I will not have you be in the same house as that murder. He deserves to be in the graveyard! Not my son! Do you understand me?
There was a swift knock at the door.
" Gia are you ok?"
It was profesoor Maddox.
Shit!
" Gia answer me," both my my and professor Maddox ordered.
I hung up on my mom and texted her saying that I was sorry that I did what I did an that I would get out of there.
" Owe!!!!!!!!!!"
" Gia are you ok????"
" Nooooo."
" Whats the matter?!?!?"
I clutched my tummy.
" Pain. Lots of pain!" Hehe I'm so good at this.
" Like tummy aches?"
Stomach aches aren't good enough. I need something more dramatic. I know!
" Woman problems!"
" Fuck," I heard him mutter.
I smirked to myself, now the time I can act like a total bitch to him.
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I Hate You Professor ( A Student/ Teacher Relationship)
General FictionGisella " Gia" Joriseen vows to hate the man who judged her scholarship audition for the Rainsbury University Band. That aid means the world to Gia and the judge just tossed her aside as if she was an amateur. Later on Gia discovers something about...