Chapter Forty-Six…
A wisp of hair, so fast I couldn’t even see its colour, was all that I caught sight of before the door had been slammed again.
My heart was beating out of my chest, and despite my wished, I could feel the tears accumulating in my eyes at the endless horrific possibilities forming in my mind. My breathing was fast, and it had nothing to do with the proximity at which Jord was still stood.
I let my head slump forward into his chest. “What, do we do now?” I choked out, my mind still working overtime.
Jord shook his head against me. “I don’t know.” He admitted, his voice weary and trying to contain his upset. He took a step away from me, reluctantly. “In case they come back again, or someone else.” He explained.
I put my hands on the desk as a support, but still let my head fall forward so that my hair was draped around my face. “We don’t even know who it was.” I muttered, my voice cracking. “We don’t even know who we’re trying to persuade not to say anything.”
I heard Jord’s back hit the wall and I saw, from where I was looking at the ground, when he slid down it to the floor. Bending his knees and placing his elbows on them, he ran a hand through his hair. “I can’t believe it.” Was barely uttered from his mouth, but I could see the stress and worry that was pounding through his veins.
Our faces were both pale and I knew we’d entered the stage of shock. This wasn’t something that could easily be accepted.
We’d finally given in what we’d tried so hard to resist. Keeping ourselves unhappy for several months before hand had been for a reason, this reason in particular. Fate must hate us, because ruining something that was all seeming so great is really harsh, especially considering all the other rubbish that seems to always be going on in my life.
I felt a tear slip from my eye.
This was definitely it for us now. We’d felt almost invincible when we’d given in and agreed to just keep it secret. The idea that we’d be caught seemed foolish when we knew we could hide it so well. It had been a nightmare that wouldn’t come true.
Only now, it had.
This would be the final straw. This had brought back the real reality that we could be caught, that what we were doing was illegal, punishable by law. We’d both have ruined our job prospects if this was put out into the open, so it obviously wasn’t worth the risk.
In hindsight, this had been a disastrous idea.
The door opened, but I didn’t bother to look up. I vaguely saw Jord’s head twist to the side and even more of a grimace twist on his lips when he recognised the intruder. Our position wasn’t incriminating at the moment exactly, but it was when taking into consideration the number of rumours flying about. Even being in a classroom alone with Jord was pushing it.
“Trouble in paradise?” A voice I distinguished as Matt’s inquired.
I looked up slightly, fully aware that my eyes would be red and puffy from where several more tears had made their way down my face, and glared at him. That wiped the full blown smirk off his face and he glanced between the two of us worriedly, he knew there was something seriously wrong now.
“What’s happened?” Matt demanded, staying where he was stood close to the door and scrutinising us both intently.
I just shook my head, not bringing myself to say the words. When I glanced at Jord, he wasn’t even bothering to do that, he was just glaring at the floor, eyes unfocused.
Matt got really worried then and came over to me, daring to approach me when I was in such an obviously foul mood. He stood in front of me, cutting off my vision of Jord, and placing his hands on my shoulders. “Jessica,” he started sternly. “Tell me what’s happened.”
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