We left the hospital later that day, promising to come back soon. Mr. Holt's condition kept him in his hospital room, it was easier for them to check on him if anything went wrong.

The rest of the week kind of went by in a flash.

We visited the hospital pretty often and sometimes we'd just hang out in his father's construction sight, staring at the view of the city.

Clark got really high grades on her exam so she called for another celebration at the skating ring, although I was pretty sure it was just because she and Jack met some cute guys the first time.

It seemed that as the days past, Hunter and Jack got even more distant to the point where being around the two just made things pretty awkward.

Alex has been around less, he told me it's because Daniel's becoming a bigger problem than he thought, and that if he had to deal with him one more time he would strangle him. I honestly thought Daniel would give up by now.

He really does like a challenge.

Clark told everyone about my secret date and they've been pestering me to tell them who the mystery guy was. Even though I promised Hayden I would do it after dinner with his family, so much has happened and I'm hoping he has forgotten about it.

We've been having so much fun together, I have a feeling it's better this way.

"Clark," I say in a hushed whisper, dragging her off into the side at the skating rink. "You told everyone about my date?"

"Well, yeah, what's the big deal? It's okay if you have weird taste, we'll like him." She assures with a wink and I roll my eyes.

"No, it's not that," I say quickly, shaking my head. "Does Alex know?"

Clark frowns. "Well I told Jack and then I told Hunter because they like barely talk and I knew he wouldn't pass it on, but that's it... I think." I sigh. "Oh yeah! I told Daniel because he's a douche and he should know you moved on."
Clark flashes me a large smile.

I know she doesn't know I didn't want to tell anyone so I can't just blame her, her intentions are pure. "Did you not want me to tell them?" She asks, noticing the reaction on my face.

"No, No. It's fine." I assure her but it doesn't sound very convincing. "You go back and have fun; I don't want to keep you waiting." With a shove, Clark is skating back to Jack and their friends.

Daniel must have told her-I mean him, intentionally or not, the love-struck idiot probably can't keep anything from his dear Alex. I have to talk to Alex soon; I have to end this, whatever it is, now. He has to know I don't love him anymore.

Although, I don't think I've ever loved him.

I thought I did, but I didn't.

And I'm tired of leading him on, even if I have to do it the hard way, I have to end this once and for all and maybe then I'll have more freedom, without someone from my past dragging me down.

Alex needs to understand that running after me forever isn't healthy and that he can find someone too. Someone who might make him happier than I've ever made him.

...

Hayden doesn't come to the lecture so I sit alone in the back, the empty seat that belonged to him bothering me as the room fills with empty faces. I only now realize I don't really know the rest of my colleagues.

I recognize them but forgot most of their names.

First I was the new girl, so I didn't really have any friends, then I became friends with Hayden and no one really approached me since then. I remember when they would try to; Hayden's awkwardness usually made those situations uncomfortable.

Class continues normally though. As I pay attention to professor McAdams, I feel something, most likely, stain my clothes.

It's that time of the month again.

Shooting my hand up, a nervous and discomforted look on my face, professor McAdams stops to turn to me, nodding in my direction and granting me permission to speak.

"May I use the bathroom-?"

"This isn't high school; you don't have to ask for permission Miss. Davidson, if you want to leave you can just leave." Everyone chuckles when the professor says this, making me all the more embarrassed.

I quickly stand to my feet and exit the lecture room just as fast, tottering towards the bathroom. Luckily, I have a tampon on me.

I quickly finish my business in the stalls before walking out and grabbing a few paper towels to try and rub the small, almost unnoticeable, stain from off the back of my jeans. I wish being a girl didn't have to be such a god damn struggle.

I wash my hands and my face before someone enters. It's Alex.

"What a surprise," he smirks.

"Isn't it embarrassing that you have to use the female bathrooms," I can't help but ask.

"No. I usually drive home to take care of my business, it's close. I'm only here because I saw you walk in." He explains through a shrug.

"Oh."

"Anyways, I've been meaning to talk to you." He starts, a serious look on what I would call handsome features if it isn't for the make-up. He really is comfortable with his masculinity to do all this.

"Alex, I was actually thinking about you earlier," I say casually, making his eyebrows shoot upward. "Not like that," I add and he furrows his brows. "Look, I can't explain right now, but after my lesson, we need to talk okay?"

Before getting an answer from him, I rush out of the bathroom and to the lecture room, worried that I might've missed too much. When I enter, the place is empty, so I'm guessing everyone has already left.

I head over to my seat to grab my notepad and pen until I hear a strange sound.

It sounds like someone's trying to speak but their voice is slightly muffled. And then I spot them.

At the end of the room, professor McAdams is pushing against Mary, his hand on her mouth. He isn't aware of me yet, but she is and her muffled noises get louder as she struggles against him.

With wide eyes, I shook my head at her, bringing my finger to my lips to silence her. And she does.

I grab the hardcover book from off the professor's desk and walk up behind him, keeping my finger on my lips as Mary watches. She has tears in her eyes when the professor unbuttons her shirt, before reaching for his belt buckle.

I start to sprint while trying to remain absolutely quiet.

Mr. McAdams notices Mary has gone still, her gaze on something else, and so he follows it only to be met by the hard book making contact with his head.

He tumbles over with a groan and I throw the book at his head once more for good measure, making him fall back to the ground, groaning some more. Shouldn't he be unconscious or something! What is his skull made out of, metal?

Grabbing Mary's hand, who's sobbing, I drag her towards the exit.

"Hurry!" I shout as Mary struggles to keep up with me.

I don't even have time to comprehend what I just saw. Professor McAdams, a married man, and our professor at Central West assaulted a student? I thought he was just some regular sexy man but after thinking about all the stares, the comments, calling me by my first name, it's obvious now that he's just a creep.

It's always the hot ones that are either crazy, gay or taken. And Hayden is obviously taken ladies, my subconscious thinks sassily. Not the time, Charlie!

I'm reaching for the doorknob when I hear a squeal and Mary's hand is forcefully pulled out of my grasp as Mr. McAdams drags her back, his hand on her mouth and arm around her to keep her still. There's blood trickling down the side of his head.

"You little bitch," he snarls and Mary just sobs harder. "When you said you were going to the bathroom, I expected you to run off with that little boyfriend of yours."

How did I not notice that this man is a complete psychopath?

"Please let go of Mary," I beg, holding up my hands to show him I'm not going to try anything again. "We won't tell anyone anything, we just want to walk out of here and we'll pretend like nothing ever happened so please just stop doing this."

I hope I sounded convincing because there is no way in hell I'm not going to get this man fired.

Professor McAdams scoffs and it scares me a little. He's always so formal and sharp, to think he would be this cunning and wicked. "Mary wants this."

"You're delusional if you think that, just look at her face, sir..." I trail off, cringing after calling him sir. It's a habit. My comment makes his face twist in annoyance, although he doesn't look at Mary. "Call me Julian." He seethes in annoyance.

Not this again.

"I'm not calling you anything," I turn back around to sprint towards the door. "Mary I'll be back, I promise!" I say but before I get to the door arms encase around me.

"Charlie, no!"

From behind me, Mr. McAdams turns me around so I can see Mary on her knees. "Mary, find a way out of here, I'll hold him off," I tell her, struggling against my professor's strong grip only to hear dark laughter, his chest shaking against me.

It makes me shudder in disgust.

"Who's the delusional one now," he laughs. "You two aren't getting out of here. Mary knows that. If she runs, the pictures are going straight to everyone she knows. And when I'm done with you Charlie-" The way he says my name in my ear makes me sick "-as much of a fight you put up, you won't be able to say a word." He walks me back down the aisle until we reach his desk.

"You're blackmailing her?" I say in disbelief, looking over to Mary who's a sobbing mess.

He tells Mary to record what he's about to do, gesturing to the camera I only now notice on his desk. "Please, no, don't do this!" I turn to Mary as I struggle, my tears starting to leak down my face. "Mary, please. Just run and call for someone, we'll work something out, I won't let him leak the pictures."

Mary just looks away, starting her recording the minute Professor McAdams slams me against his desk. "AHHH-" I start to scream but he just muffles it with his other hand.

"Don't scream, this will be over soon."

"Mnm. Mhnm." I shake my head, trying to get his nasty hands from off my mouth, kicking the desk with my free foot. This causes him to smack my back. Hard. And I can't even cry out, his hand muffling my scream, as my tears drip onto the desk.

Mary is crying as well, her hands shaking as she holds the camera, professor McAdams hands playing with the hem of my shirt.

"Oh, Charlie..." He sighs into my ear. It's always weird when he calls me by my first name and now it's a thousand times weirder. It makes me want to vomit. "I didn't picture it to happen this way, or this soon, but it will do."

What the fuck?

I lower my head as I sob, my struggles becoming more futile by the second.

Without warning, the doors slam open and Professor McAdams pulls away from me, Mary dropping the camera in shock, cracking it in the process. I dart away from the desk, before grabbing his laptop and picking up the broken camera.

I head towards the person who is hurrying in my direction as well.

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I'm pretty sure none of you guys are shocked.

We all knew he was a creep even if Charlie didn't XD

There's only one last thing I can't wait to write before this book finishes, and that's Alex's reveal ;)

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