"Let me explain." I pleaded.
"Explain what? You didn't do anything wrong." He snapped.
I looked at him confused. Why was he being this way? Why was he acting so unaffected?
He barked out mocking laughter.
"Did you really think we were going to go anywhere, Madeleine?" He spat, my name sounded like poison on his lips, "We kissed a few times. It was a mistake. I'm your teacher. It shouldn't have happened and it won't ever happen again. Did you really think I would be with you?"
I felt tears rise to my eyes, and a sob escaped my mouth.
"Take it back. Take it back." I pushed his chest, and he stumbled a few steps, "Take it back, you asshole!"
Tears blurred my vision so I didn't see the emotions he struggled to hide.
"We were never going to be together, Madeleine. It was all a mistake. You're a child for gods sake."
"You don't mean it. I know you, Jackson. I know you. This isn't you." I begged him to tell me this was just a sick game.
"You don't know me at all, Madeleine. People don't change, I didn't change. I still think you're the spoilt stuck up snob that I first thought you were. Did you really think you could change me? You're just a self-entitled rich brat. That's all you'll ever be. I thought I could get some money out of you, that's why I did it." He said, his voice flat and hard, "I didn't realize you'd get so emotionally invested. No money is worth the baggage you bring."
"No, you're lying. You're lying." I didn't know who I was trying to convince anymore.
"I'm not." He shrugged.
"Don't do this." I begged, "Please, don't do this. I love you. Jackson, I love you."
I hadn't realized it until the words were out of my mouth, but I did. I loved him. I was in love with him.
"I just wanted your money, Madeleine."