Forbidden love

Chapter 8

Elizabeth PoV

"Fuck"I shout the glass smashing all over the wall my anger over boiling.
"Fuck"I say more quietly instantly regretting smashing it.

I look down seeing a glass chunk sliced my palm open, a deep red cut spreading over the width of my palm blood leaking onto my desk and on my white trousers.

I leave the classroom to go to the staff room, cupping my hand to hold the falling blood and grab a first aid kit seeing Scarlett wrap her arm around y/n's waist, her head resting on Scarlett's shoulder.

I clench my jaw but ignore it after we connect eye contact, continuing my walk to the staff room cupboard grabbing it from the top shelf.

I take one of the cotton pads, soaking it with warm water to clean up the area and take some of the little glass pieces out of my hand, then wiping it down again with some antiseptic liquid so it doesn't get infected.

I place a long cotton pad on the cut to soak up any blood that might leak later on them wrapping it with a bandage.

I make my way back to the classroom, locking the door after me, going into my cupboard to get a broom,now realising I had a first aid kit here after all as its policy.

I brush all the glass into the bin,finally being able to sit down taking a deep breath, looking down at my hand seeing the blood slowing down but my trousers stained red. I really liked this outfit, it grabbed everyone's attention, not only everyone's but hers.

I shouldn't be thinking off her, I just ended whatever was growing has fast has we started it. It's forbidden, it always has been. At least that's what I keep telling myself.

The knock at the door pulls me out my thoughts, only now realising I've been crying.

"Lizzie it's Kathryn, can you open the door"she asks. I get up wiping my wet eyes with my hand, unlocking the door.

"Hey.Can I help you?" I ask opening the door,standing to the side so she can come in, hiding my hand behind my back.

"Are you okay? It looks like you've been crying"she asks siting on the desk at the front that just happens to be y/n's. Why was I such a bitch,I want her I'm just petrified.

"I'm okay, what about yourself" I say walking over to sit on my chair and pulling it out to sit in front of her.

"Yeah I'm goo- why do you have blood on your trousers?"she asks her eyes dropping down to my thigh. What is this 20 questions?

"I cut my hand on glass"I honestly say revealing my hand from my back.
"How'd you do that dumbass"she asks taking my hand in hers scanning it all around, touching it lightly.

Kath's,  my best friend I've got. She teaches physics being insanely smart, I was never able to get it in school but I always focused on what I need to become a lawyer so I guess that payed off.

"My flower pot smashed and when I picked it up I sliced my hand open"partly true, she would probably judge me if I said what actually happened.

"Be more careful, we haven't talked in a bit. How's the new semester"she asks leaning back in the chair and placing her feet on the other.

"My 2nd year class is going well, a few aren't on track but I'll whip them into it, my 1st new class I had are good, they behave and do all the work with zero complaints. 2nd new class is also really good, they behave and I already have a star student who's grabbing all the marks"I say obviously leaving out key details about how that star student isn't probably going to be a star anymore.

"That's great, who's the star student? She might be in my class as well"she pushes deeper.
"Y/n, y/n l/n. I've read up on her she takes film studies, history and law. There's a pattern in every class"I've done more than a simple read, some might say it's stalking but I say it's using my resources.

"Huh that's cool"
"What about yours"

We talk for a solid 2 hours about work and some personal stuff leaving the building way past working time but we've decided to go out to get some drinks together has it's a Friday.

"What would you like, first rounds on me"she asks standing at the bar.
"Uhh I'll have a cider, strawberry and lime please" I respond tapping my finger against the
sticky, wooden counter top.

"A corona please"she says the bartender grabbing the drinks from the fridge under the bar placing them open on top.
"Glasses, ice?"he asks.

"No it's okay"she says placing a $5 down to pay for them finding a seat at the back.

"Guess who I've been talking to"she asks leaning on the table sipping her beer.
"Who?"I question leaning forwards as well scanning the room behind her body.

"Ralph ."
"No way, that's great! How's it been going"I ask. Kathryn's a good distraction don't get me wrong but a part of me wants storm over to y/n's house and tell her how I feel, sit her down, hug her, kiss her, say everything will be okay.

"Good I think, there is some problems as we're both colleges but we work in different fields so it doesn't matter, if we think there's problem we work over it pretty quickly.He's just amazing"she sums up.

"He sounds great for you then, I've talked to him once or twice." Ralph works in the history department with Mr Smith, they switch classes from time to time and teach their own.

"Yeah, he is! He's great fun, attractive, amazing personality,caring and great in bed" she winks causing me to shake my head with a smirk.

"Really, Kath ?"i question.
"Whattt, it's not like you haven't had sex before relationships."she digs. My face heats up at the last memory of a certain brunette,leaving my house satisfied not alone an extra number in their contact. Ahhh the good memories just before I turned it into a shit show.

"No comment"I say take a large sip of my drink.
"Exactly, have you got anyone special"she questions back.

"Haha, no. Just a hypothetical,have you ever wanted someone, who you can't have?"I query leaning in getting interested in what she's going to say.

"What like a married person, someone older, actor"she lists.
"Just someone you can't have, technically you could but it can end bad if the wrong someone, found out" I describe my situation trying to get an outsider opinion.

"What like, forbidden love"she questions, using the exact words I've been phrasing it to myself this whole time.
"Guess so, so have you?"

"No, I'm not brave enough to do that. Why'd you ask?"
"No reason it was just a hypothetical"I say seeing her eyebrows furrow but she doesn't push further.

Why would she? It's a stupid thing to do but it's something that my heart wants.

After a few drinks we decided to leave, well they kicked us out, they needed to close for the night. I walk Brie home which isn't that far from mine.

"Watch were you're going"I say has we bumped into a pair of women laughing the heads off at something the blonde said.

"I'm so sor- Professor Oslen"

Ah shit.