hi! i'm trying to get these next chapters out fast, so we're not in this gross depressing bit for long.
i have personal news if anyone cares, i'm currently looking for a new job. i had two interviews this week that unfortunately didn't work out, was sad for about 10 hours before getting two more! i would appreciate any finger crossing or manifesting of a new job as i really don't like my current one. much love jess xx
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week four
"i am still your TA am i not?" I spoke confidently as Natasha nodded watching my every move. She was in a plain grey suit, i would imagine. I couldn't see her bottom half but she had a grey blazer on and i know how much she likes to match. She had a plain white top underneath, nothing special.
Natasha also looked a little exhausted, like she hadn't been sleeping all week just like me. We hadn't spoken since monday night, i never actually replied to her message opting to leave the conversation there.
"we still have to keep up appearances, or else people will think somethings going on" I elaborated as Natasha nodded.
"right, yeah that's a good idea" I slouched in my chair looking up at the ceiling. I honestly didn't want to be here but oh well. "are you okay?" Natasha asked just after i let out an exaggerated sigh.
"no, don't do that. you lost the privilege to ask me that after monday" I spoke maybe a little harsher than i meant. I was still annoyed with my conversation with Professor McKay.
"Y/n, come on. i still wanna make sure you're doing okay" Natasha spoke sweetly, it almost made me regret being mean, almost.
"no, Natasha no" Natasha glared at me, she hates it when i call her that.
"you know how i feel about you calling me that" Natasha spoke with no expression.
"fine i won't call you that anymore, Professor Romanoff" Natasha scoffed as she rolled her eyes. "you wanna know how i am? shit. plain and simple. i've had a horrible week, i can't sleep, homework is kicking my ass, and to top it all off i had another not so pleasant conversation with Professor McKay" Natasha softened her expression as she looked back at me again.
I shook my head as i crossed my arms. "i don't really want to talk, can we just sit in silence?" Natasha just nodded with a small smile.
Half an hour went by before Natasha spoke again. We still had an hour until Russian started so still basically a lifetime.
"what did Professor McKay say?" Natasha asked all of a sudden, breaking the uncomfortable silence we were in.
I sighed thinking whether or not i should tell her. "she made a comment on how i've finally found appropriate clothes. i just hummed not responding which she found so amusing considering i had so much to say last time she commented on my clothes. so then i went off on another long winded rant" I explained, i wasn't looking at Natasha as i spoke.
"which she seemed to enjoy even more than me not saying anything. i don't know what her problem is, i'm honestly just so exhausted" I sighed closing my eyes.
Natasha didn't reply instead she gave me a sympathetic smile just before i laid my head on my desk.
~ natasha's pov ~
I hate seeing Y/n like this, i know i'm the reason she's sleep deprived and not her happy self. However i needed to end things, it was the right move, for both of us.
I spent the next twenty minutes staring at Y/n, she was still sat with her head laying on her desk. I don't know if she had fallen asleep but i kinda hoped she had. She looked like she needed some rest.
I'm going to have to do something about Professor McKay, that bitch is ruining everything. "mmm Nat" I heard Y/n mumble faintly.
I tilted my head, did she just say my name in her sleep? I waited a moment being extremely quiet to see if she says anything else.
"Natty no" Y/n whined, the sound honestly broke my heart. She sounded so vulnerable and broken, my poor baby. I did this, oh god, i made the biggest mistake didn't i.
~ time skip ~
It was 2:45 meaning there was only 15 minutes until students would start rocking up for class. I decided i needed to wake Y/n up.
I quietly made my way over to her crouching down beside her desk. She had her arms crossed and her head turned to the side. She always looks so peaceful when she sleeps, her mouth was parted slightly letting out soft breathes.
I gently rubbed her back not to startle her. "Y/n, honey it's time to wake up" I cooed earning a groaned from Y/n as she shook her head. "come on baby, you gotta get up. other students are going to show up soon" Y/n finally came to, opening her eyes.
I gave her a sweet smile as she slowly sat up looking around, clearly confused with where she was. "Natasha?" Y/n said groggily as she rubbed her eyes.
I winced at her calling me Natasha but decided to let it slide. "you fell asleep sweetheart, but class is about to start, we don't want the other students coming in to see you fast asleep" Y/n just nodded as she picked her bag up grabbing her supplies out.
I stood back looking down at Y/n one last time before making my way back to my desk. "i'm sorry" Y/n spoke quietly. I turned back around to face her with a confused expression.
"you have nothing to apologise for" I spoke honestly, Y/n didn't seem convinced.
"i just- can you please tell me why you ended things so abruptly? did i do something? if i did, i-i'm so sorry Nat but i- i thought you-" Y/n started before the door opened and about 5 students walked in.
"добрый день, профессор Romanoff" Blake spoke as they all walked in, the other 4 also greeting me as well. [good afternoon, Professor]
"Добрый день, ребята" I greeted back as they took their seats. Another bunch of students walked in also greeting me before taking their own seats. I watched as the students filed in before glancing back at Y/n who had a sad expression on her face. My heart broke. [good afternoon guys]
"please stay after class, i-i'll tell you everything" I whispered to her, she immediately nodded but her expression stayed the same.
~ y/n's pov ~
Russian was- alright. I mean i still enjoy learning the language and culture. Just watching Natasha for two hours isn't exactly how i want to spend my afternoons anymore.
Although, she said she's going to tell me what happened, so i'll have an idea as to why she ended things.
I really hope i didn't do anything, i don't know what that would have been but who knows. Maybe she doesn't enjoy squirting, shit Y/n no, stop it.
"хорошо, это все на сегодня, ребята. a bit more full on than the last three weeks, i know, i'm sorry but i gotta get you prepared for the mid semester exam. i've only given you a small amount of homework, however i think it may be beneficial to read ahead even just a chapter so you're not completely caught off guide next week. Спасибо всем. надеюсь, у вас у всех будут замечательные выходные" Natasha announced half Russian half English as everyone started to pack up. [alright, that's it for today guys. thanks everyone, hope you all have amazing weekends]
Everyone in the class is actually starting to pick the language up. Natasha can do most of the lecture in Russian and everyone understands.
It was 4:45pm so Natasha was letting us out early, which everyone loved. All the students thanked her and wished her a good weekend before filing out.
I sat at my desk waiting for them all to leave watching as Natasha waved to them all before closing the door. Natasha sighed loudly as she made her way back over to her desk.
"okay, here's what happened..." Natasha started.
~ flashback ~
~ natasha's pov ~
I had just dropped Y/n off and was making my way over to the staff car park. I was still reeling from this weekend, i had an amazing time with Y/n. Even though there was the whole Taylor fiasco, it didn't put a damper on our weekend.
The moment i stepped out of my car i was approached by none other than Professor McKay. "Miss Romanoff" She spoke almost in a condescending way like that wasn't just my name.
"Mrs McKay" I spoke in the same tone, i knew i'd get my head bit off if i called her by her first name. I did once last year and it wasn't a fun experience.
I was still trying to make my way to my classroom, despite McKay following me.
"i have something i want to show you" McKay suddenly said, I frowned wondering what this hag could possibly have to show me.
She hummed as she pulled her phone out, i didn't even know she knew how to use a phone let alone a smart phone. We had entered my classroom when Professor McKay suddenly exclaimed.
"ah ha! i found it" I groaned rolling my eyes as i placed my things down starting to get set up for my lecture in 10 minutes.
Professor McKay shoved her phone in my face forcing me to look at this photo. I had to squint to make it out but once i did, i gasped.
It was a photo of Y/n and i leaving my office one night, if i were to gander a guess as to what night it was. I'd say it was the night i fucked Y/n in my office and Professor McKay almost caught us.
I shrugged nonchalantly, "so? i have students in my office all the time. what's that suppose to prove?" I spoke confidently as i crossed my arms.
"at 7 o'clock at night, seems a bit late for a student to be in your office" I shrugged tilting my head. This didn't seem to phase Professor McKay which worried me. "well then, maybe you're right. although i have a feeling this photo is harder to explain" She cackled as she pulled up another photo.
This one was of Y/n and i leaving the locker room together, shit. I kept my cool whilst looking at the photo even though i was freaking out.
"i wonder what Dean Wallus would think of these images. oh, another interesting thing to happen on the weekend, besides capturing this lovely photo. a rather distressed young lady stumbled into my office one sunday afternoon" Oh no, Taylor.
"imagine my surprise when she told me this wild story about a Professor and her student. you see i was already planning on coming to you with these but then this opportunity fell into my lap and i had to take advantage of it" What dose this crone want.
"i will show these photos to Dean Wallus proving that that girl was telling me the truth about you and Miss Y/l/n, unless..." Professor McKay started, i don't like the sound of this.
I was still slowly placing things down on my desk, sweating bullets waiting for her to continue. "unless, you end things with miss Y/l/n. and don't just tell her about this little encounter i want you to end it because you don't like her or whatever you can come up with, but don't tell her that i know" I groaned rolling my eyes.
"really?" Professor McKay just hummed with a smug smile as she crossed her arms.
"or else i'll tell Dean Wallus and show him the photos" I sighed bowing my head, is this really happening? Professor McKay is blackmailing me. How am i suppose to end things with Y/n's without breaking her heart.
"fine" I breathed out feeling extremely defeated. Professor McKay chuckled as she turned to leave.
"pleasure doing business with you Miss Romanoff" I didn't spare her another look as she left, still with that stupid smug smile.
I slumped in my chair hanging my head back, how am i suppose to do this. I like Y/n so much, she's going to be so upset.
~ end of flashback ~