A Dangerous Life [Teacher/Student]

The Wedding...

Riley and Tina's song in the external link, Riley's song and dress on the side ==> 

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Fuck!

It’s Sunday.

I scowled and reached over Ricky’s chest to turn off that stupid ass alarm clock. Yeah I know, I shouldn’t still be fucking around with Ricky, but it’s not my fault. I come home and he’s there, picked one hell of a day to take advantage of me too. I come home feeling used, abused, emotionally exhausted, and ignored only to find my horny ex boyfriend looking for comfort. Of course at first I said no but…well…I don’t want to think about last night right now. It was a lapse of judgment. I seem to have a lot of those lately.  Lets just say sex wasn’t the only thing he gave me last night. I would sure as hell fail a drug test now, after three fucking years of being clean.

Ugh, not doing that again! Why the hell did I even like doing that shit anyway? Fuck, I need to snap out of it. I need to get ready. I don’t want to go to this goddamn wedding, but I have to. I sneered in disgust at Ricky as he snored lightly, but found myself smiling when I heard him mumbling my name as he gripped me tighter. I picked my phone off the nightstand seeing I had a text message. Who the fuck would text me at 9 in the morning?

Blake: Pick you up at 11 wedding is at 12:30…looking forward to seeing you in a dress!!!! lol x)

“Fuck you Blake.” I mumbled. I could tell that today was not going to be a good day. I woke up in a fowl mood. I can tell by the events of today, it wasn’t going to get any better. I need to get Ricky out of here. I can’t have him running into Blake at my apartment. I can’t imagine what he would do if he found out that his best friend has been lying to him. I wonder how Blake feels about that…you know on second thought

Don’t care; fuck Ricky and his feelings.

“Ricky.” I said as I rocked him roughly trying to wake him up.

“Hmm.”

“Ricky! Ricky, get up!”

“Why? It’s Sunday.” He mumbled and pulled me closer to him. I groaned. Yeah I know it’s Sunday and that’s why you need to leave. Although I can’t deny it feels nice to be held by him like this. He rubbed my side and nuzzled his face in my neck and placed a soft kiss right under my chin. I shivered and melted into him.

Riley Focus!

“Ricky-” I was cut off by vibrations coming from the floor. I heard Ricky cuss softly into my neck. He reluctantly let me go and reached down to the floor. He laid back into the bed as he answered his phone. He gave me a signal to say quiet.

“What?” I heard mumbling on the other side of the phone. I couldn’t tell what they were saying or who it was, but I knew it was a guy. He groaned. “Yes, you are in fact…well I was just about to get some ass but then you called asshole.” I held back a smile. “Fuck you Dylan.” I held in a gasp and kept my face straight. I couldn’t let him know that I knew who that was. Dylan came into the gang after I left and Ricky was in jail. If I knew who Dylan was he would ask some questions. “Let me talk to him then, cause if you’re bull-shitting me I’m not doing shit.” I rolled my eyes; he was going to have to leave eventually. I wasn’t going to sit around getting high and having sex with him all day. I actually have shit to do today.

“Chris.” I gasped and he motioned for me to stay quiet. “What’s this bull-shit about me doing what? Yeah? Well shit why can’t Blake go?” his face contoured up into one of anger and surprise. “Well fuck how many god damn days off does Blake fucking have! Wedding? Who’s getting married? Oh that average friend of his.” He’s not that average. I thought bitterly. He’s actually pretty awesome. He’s sweet, smart, funny, sarcastic, a little bit annoying but he can always make me smile. He’s sexy and has the softest brown hair. His hands are big and warm, and he always knows the right thing to say. He’s a little dense but surprisingly observant. He gives the best hugs and he smells freaking fantastic! He’s a great teacher! He’s a little troubled but he likes to keep his problems to himself because he’d rather help other people with theirs then complain about his own. He’s…my teacher and he’s getting married today, but I couldn’t tell Ricky any of that. So I just kept my mouth shut.