Addicted to their Love

Chapter 17 Xavier

Xavier's p.o.v.

" Mr. Clarke!"

A loud voice suddenly made me snap back to reality. Blinking my eyes, I looked at the deep black eyes of that boy. Why is he still here?

" You're sweating... everything alright?", he asked, taking a step toward me.

Without replying, I just wiped my forehead with a palm. Yeniffer is driving me insane, and it's been only two days! f**k.

I groaned when he did no attempt to leave, I'm seriously tired of these kids. Why the hell I wanted to be a teacher in the first place?

" Go to principal office, Mr. Drakos.", I said sternly, raising a brow at him. Giving the angriest look I can give.

He still didn't leave. Instead, he whined now, showing me that innocent face he showed to other teachers, and they started doing whatever he said, like his slave. I am not going to get fooled by this kid.

" Why him? Why don't we settle it, hmm?", he whined, taking another step.

I see a flicker of red in his black orbs but it was gone as soon as it came, making me think that I'm seriously losing my mind. But, it's not the first time I saw something weird and impossibly unnatural.

Am I starting to imagine things now?

" I'm even fine with detention...Principal Magnus will make me do community service. For a church.", he complained as if it was a wrong thing. It's not like Principal Magnus was forcing him to sell drugs or something.

"It's absurd."

Before I could say anything, Yeniffer exclaimed from behind. I still hadn't seen her directly. I don't know what I'm afraid of. Maybe from her doe blue eyes...or those tight pointed t**s under that thin white top.

I am turning into a first-class pervert.

" Right, you see, how weird it is."

I groaned when that troublemaker chimed at Yeniffer, looking as if they are secretly having a conversation in code words.

Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm my anger and irritation. " Just go to principal Magnus but before that, nurse's office.", I said tiredly, glancing down at his wounded muscle, " Clean these...", I frowned when noticed blood, just dry blood...not scatch. I'm sure I saw the cut.

I took another step, trying to inspect more but he poked at my chest, making me glare at his smiling face.

" Aw...You. Are. No. Fun.", he mocked poking me with every word like I'm some kind of amusing toy of his.

What the...

" See you tonight, little wolf.", he winked at Yeniffer and left, before I could shout at him.

This kid is so f*****g weird, not only he, but those other kids with him are also stupid. I'll not call them disrespectful, but they just treated every teacher like we are some moppet. And weirdly all of them are super intelligent, and good at everything...it kind of irritates me a bit.

I don't even want to think about that girl...her name is Cat, I think. She is scary. One day I accidentally cut myself, and she f*****g licked my blood from floor saying it smells like lemon.

This entire town is filled with stupid weird kids.

And that Cat seriously gave me those serial killer vibes. She gaped at everyone as if she could literally eat them at any moment. And my little Yeniffer here was doing that filthy thing with her boyfriend.

I knew they are together because I gave them detention several times for making out in my class.

What if that Cat will take revenge or something, kids are seriously stupid these days...and dangerous too. What if she cut her hand for scratching her boyfriend...or wounded those fragile fingers of Yeniffer. She won't be able to play piano after that...like me.

Fuck, I pinched the bridge of my nose, my head is hurting now. Maybe I'm thinking too much...but, the orchestra is next month! And Yeniffer is acting like a brat, instead of practicing she is playing around with spoiled boys.

I should try to make her understand that what she's doing is wrong...but how? I can't even turn around and meet her eyes. I'm scared I'll do something I shouldn't.

Taking a deep breath, I stared at the open door, at least that'll help me to behave.

" What were you thinking, Yeniffer!", I said, still not turning around.

I don't want to see her on that tight little top of hers...I saw enough anyway, that image of her is printed inside my sick mind. As her head dangled behind, a drop of sweat glided down her forehead to her jaw and neck...and then to her collarbone to inside that top. As her back arched and her waist thrust in a rhythm, making her breast move up and down.

I can even see my future right now; jerking myself in this f*****g memory. And I have a beautiful fiance. Great. I seriously am a bastard.

Sighing, I took a deep breath. Maybe I should turn around and look at her as she didn't reply. But I could feel her eyes on me.

Finally, I summoned enough courage and turned around. My eyes stared down at her messy silver hair and small face, just face. There is no way I'm going to see down at those perky...fucking stop, Xavier.

Yeniffer peered up at my face, big blue eyes twinkling in this darkness like some star, she herself glistened like a moon though, in these long silver hair of hers. I'd never seen someone with this hair color. It looks godly.

" Sorry, I shouldn't do that here.", she mumbled lowly, looking between my face and fisted knuckles. f**k, I think I scared her, I did it because I don't trust my own hands right now.

I was angry, and going to give her a big lecture about the irresponsibility and seriousness of Orchestra and all that shit...but as I look at her innocent face, my eyes soften. Yeniffer f*****g melt me like a candle.

" It's fine, but don't do things like this. You can't afford to get expelled right now. Orchestra is next month.", I said softly, feeling a little guilty to think that Yeniffer forced herself on him.

Look at her, she is just so small. She can never do something so bad. " You do understand the importance of that show for your career, right?", I asked and she nodded with sincere eyes, making me smile at her.

Maybe I shouldn't overthink, after all. Yeniffer is a good kid. So what, she did that small mistake to follow me to my home. She is not going to do it again anyway.

After I told Yeniffer about that footage, she told me she won't follow me. And she didn't. She didn't come last night... I was watching the cameras after all.

As if waiting for her to come and stalk me.

But, it won't happen again. My perverted thoughts will stop anyway. It's just happening because I didn't do that for a long time...I'm just horny and it's nothing to do with Yeniffer.

Everything is alright, everything is fine, just like before.

I took a step back when I noticed Yeniffer took a slow step, smirking at me...as if she could hear my pounding heart or feel my throbbing hard d**k.

No, I said it too soon...She isn't some good kid. She is a dirty little girl who needs to be spanked...fuck my thoughts, they are becoming filthy every second.

Yeniffer is going to be my destruction, I knew it now.

I glared at her but she smiled evilly, taking another step toward me. So close that I could feel those perky breasts, pressing against my hefty chest.

And this time, I didn't step away. I couldn't.

As her head tilted up and those doe ocean eyes peered up at me, her bottom lips pressed between her teeth, I gulped. My knuckles clenched tightly and I could feel my engagement ring digging into the cold flesh of my palm.

And I stepped back in a blink as if shocked by the lightning. I looked away from her face and stared at the file-filled cabinet beside us, taking deep breaths to calm myself.

I might be a bastard to think like that. But I'm not a cheater. I'll never do that to Elora. She is my only friend and the most important person in my life. I'll never ruin something so pure and special because of a mere fling like this.

"So, should I also need to see Principal Magnus or you won't report me...again.", Yeniffer asked in a low hushed voice...it almost sounded seductive. Or maybe it's just my d**k. Because right now, even her cold breath felt sensual to me.

Taking another step back, I leaned on the wall and stared back at her face. Her gleaming blue eyes were already on me though. She smirked as she looked down at the clearly visible bulge of mine, and back to my glaring gaze.

Her eyes looked too innocent for her evil-smirking lips right now. Yeniffer knew she is affecting me...and this is f*****g embarrassing. She is my student, I've to maintain that image. I have to. And I exactly knew how.

I looked directly at her, sternly, " Elora was right...I should stop giving you special treatment. It's my fault..."

" Elora?"

" Ms. Kinsky...I asked her for help.", I shrugged.

" I know who she is..."

My brows pressed together at her sudden angry face. Yeniffer runs a hand through her silver messy hair, looking nervous, scared, and angry at the same time...her eyes not meeting mine anymore.

" What's wrong?"

She scoffed at my statement, shaking her head, " You told my school counselor that I stalked you?", Yeniffer exclaimed, glaring at me with her big blue eyes.

I stared at her confused, when she started walking left and right in this small dusty room, her both hands locked together, thumb rubbing up and down at her fingers. Does she frighten that Elora will complain about her?

" Don't worry, Elora promised she won't report you..."

" Of course, she won't", Yeniffer interrupted angrily, her voice a little loud, making me shock that she could behave like this...I'd never seen this infuriated side of hers.

" What is this reaction ?", I asked sternly, trying to sound as teacher-like as I could.

Yeniffer stopped her angry parade, glaring at me with teary blue eyes, " She will not report me because next weekend you'll take her to that hotel... behind that gas station right?"

" Fuck...", I cursed but didn't attempt to correct myself. What the hell is this, I thought she just followed me to my home.

But now, it makes sense...does it mean it was Yeniffer who beat those men too, two years ago...but they were so dangerous and she was just a kid that time, she is still a kid.

A kid who is obsessed with me.

Elora was right, I shouldn't take it lightly. " How many times have you followed us there?", I exclaimed, staring back at her.

" Followed you.", she said it like it'll make this all better.

" I don't know what to say anymore.", I mumbled, this all is too much. And it's surely not healthy for her either. Yeniffer has some serious issues.

She blinked up at me as if trying to read my face. " Say it.",

" Say what?", I raised my brow, trying so hard not to get soft by her sad face and teary ocean eyes.

Yeniffer leaned on the iron desk in front of me, removing her fallen hair away from her innocent little face, her eyes lowered to the ground, jaw clenched tightly. " That I'm crazy...a freak, I should be in a psychotic ward.", she mumbled with gritted teeth.

I didn't reply anything, just looked at her, from her face to her shoes...making sure not to stare at those bosoms for her.

I was just watching her clothes...the same type of clothes she is wearing since I met her, around six years ago.

Yeniffer always wore same kind of clothes, her fingers always tapped on her knuckles in the same way, every ten or fifteen minutes, she walked in a certain part of the hallways and maybe on the roads too...she don't like when her desk is change, or anything changed, even as little as wall paint or charts.

These are just some small examples, I even noticed more weird habits of hers all these years. And now, I found out she not only followed me to my home, but also to the hotel...or perhaps everywhere I go.

Yeniffer is crazy, no doubt any sane person will think that.

But I'm not sane, am I? Because now I took a step toward her and another and another...the room is so small that just in three steps, I was there in front of her, breathing her sweet delicious scent.

I couldn't help but take a deep breath, she shifted slightly feeling me too close to her. But she didn't move or look up at me, her eyes staring at her black shining shoes.

And that gave me a chance to lean down and shove my face in her head, my nose nuzzled in her silky silver hair. Closing my eyes I inhale deeply. My knuckles clenched tightly to my side, I'm not touching her...I am not. But f**k it's still inappropriate.

What the hell I'm doing, I thought as I again inhaled deeply, I shouldn't do this but I can't stop...it felt like she is pulling me closer without doing anything. And god, her smell, it...it feels too intoxicating. Yeniffer smells something bittersweet...earthy, like a green oak tree.

Like life.

" Mr. Cl...Clarke?", Her soft quivering voice drags me back to my senses and I immediately straighten.

Why the hell I decided to come close to her again? I thought as I step back a little, leaving an appropriate distance between us. Yeniffer still didn't look up at me...ah! Now I remember why I came closer to her. f**k, her scent made me forget everything for a moment, even my own name...what is she!

I touched her chin with my still-cold finger, tilting her head up, I met her beautiful blue eyes, " You are not crazy...you are just different.", I said softly. I don't want her to think badly about herself.

Yeniffer is f*****g amazing, in and out...and if anyone hears her playing piano, they gonna cry, feeling those unbearable emotions of her symphony. How can someone as talented as her be crazy? And even if she is, I don't f*****g care.

She smiled at me, her ocean eyes bright as she peered up at my face as if she is looking at me for the first time. Even when we are not touching...I can feel her all over me, her breath, her heart, her lips...her flesh. I tried...I tried to look away from her small innocent face but I couldn't, it felt like Yeniffer locked me with her, without any actual lock, just with her gaze.

And when our eyes met, so perfect together, a pair of blue eyes...as if deep ocean longing for the vast sky.

Fuck, what am I, a poet now!

But how can someone not feel around her...I'm so weak against these eyes. The way she look at me, it made me all giddy. I shouldn't have felt this good, I really shouldn't.

Yeniffer licked her lips, " If I'm different, then I am not wrong, you once said it yourself, right?",

" That's not what I meant...", I frowned.

"You can remove the cameras now.", she grinned and I could only blink my eyes at her.

And here I thought, Yeniffer is so innocent. She is f*****g evil, showing me her sad face and teary eyes...making me feel guilty. She was definitely making a fool of me all this time.

I cleared my throat, trying to snap back from that bewitching spell of her eyes. She is still staring up at me though, all too innocent. But I knew better now.

I raised my brow at her, " Why? So you can sneak into my apartment and sit outside my bedroom window all nig...", I stopped mid-sentence.

My heart flutter, hearing my own words.

And I want to bang my head on the wall right now. Maybe it's not Yeniffer who is crazy, it's me. I f*****g love the idea of her around me. But, she will be soaked in rain, and I'll never want that...I can't obviously ask her to come inside and join me in my bed. f**k.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, Yeniffer is just a kid, I should stop my mind. And act like a good teacher. When I opened my eyes, she was still looking at me, waiting for me to complete my sentence. So f*****g obedient. Great, I'm hopeless.

" This is wrong, Yeniffer.", I said sternly, staring down at her, " You can't just follow people like that...stalking is bad, it's illegal.", I said softly as if talking to a baby.

Yeniffer frowned after hearing me, " But I don't follow everyone, just important ones. I follow daddy all the time..."

Before I could stop my face, it cringed at the word.

" What?", She raised her brow, confused at my obviously weird reaction.

I just shook my head, " You are seventeen and still call your father Daddy, like a little girl..."

" So what...he is my father, I can call him dad, daddy, papa, whatever I want.".

I gave her a tight smile...of course, she can call him anything. It's only me whose mind is in the gutter.

And I'm not even into that thing, it's too clinging, too many emotions and care... Slaves are better, they did need aftercare which I don't mind giving, but this daddy s**t is too much responsibility. Wait...why the hell I'm even thinking this!

I left that life. I have a fiance now, a normal life. I reminded myself and again focused on Yeniffer instead. She was saying something which I obviously couldn't hear because of my perverted thoughts.

She is looking up at me with a serious expression as if explaining something vital. I stared into her big doe eyes, trying to focus on her words.

" I follow my little brother...sometimes Samuel when I feel he could be in trouble. So you are not the only one I follow around like that...I just don't want them to get hurt.", She explained in one breath.

And I felt so f*****g sad for her. Yeniffer cared too much, maybe she lost her mother and didn't want to lose anyone else...I don't know much, but there were rumors that her mother was murdered. I can understand her now.

But it doesn't mean it's right. It's not good for Yeniffer...for her health and mind. She can't always do this.

" I followed you because...", Yeniffer tapped her fingers on her knuckles, nervously looking down at her feet and then up at my eyes, " I don't want you to get hurt.", she added after a pause.

I didn't say anything after that. My eyes stared at her face for...I don't know how long.

I don't know what to say, so I just stared at her, I could hear the bell ring...I have a class to take, and she has to study in that class. But still, my eyes just keep looking at her, as if telling her something, I myself don't know. Or, don't want to know.

Taking a deep sigh, I finally looked away and stared down at our shoes...I don't even remember when was the last time someone cared about me. Or maybe it is the first time. Yeniffer is the first person... No, Elora cared about me, she did.

But I never felt it this way.

Fuck... Like I said before, Yeniffer is making me crazy and now I'm thinking like an asshole. Elora is a good woman, I should never doubt her. And Yeniffer is a kid, she shouldn't care this much, at least not for me.

I have to make it all right, like before. Focus on teaching her, and making her focus on the piano, not these unnecessary things.

My eyes shifted back to her, " Yeniffer, right now there should be only one person you should care about, You.", I stated making sure to sound sincere.

She tilted her head like a kitten, confused at my words. I smiled, " What I mean is, you should only care about yourself, and your future. As for me I, am not a child...and I am certainly not your family or boyfriend..."

" Best Friend, he is not my boyfriend. I don't have any boyfriend.", she corrected, hurriedly.

I almost rolled my eyes, that's the only thing she have to say after hearing my sincere wise words!

" Okay, whatever...", I shrugged, " I am your teacher, you shouldn't worry about me, you shouldn't follow me and you shouldn't...how should I say..."

Yeniffer is looking at me like I'm an i***t. But I've to make it clear. Elora's advice wasn't felt right to me, treating her rudely, on purpose...just to make her affection go. I can't do this to Yeniffer.

Or maybe I don't want her affection to go?

Whatever the reason is, I'll deal with it. I'll make Yeniffer understand. I have to, before I myself lose my mind completely.

Taking a deep sigh, I strictly looked into her big doe eyes, " You shouldn't have a crush on me..."

" What...", Yeniffer gasped, her eyes wide as she heard the word.

Fuck... Should I say indirectly instead? But I already used the 'crush' word now...I better explain it clearly now. Don't want her to feel ashamed or embarrassed, but judging her red face, I think she is already feeling it.

" Listen to me at least", I stepped in her way when she was about to run away. Her eyes looked at the cabinet, desk, floor even at this f*****g broken dustbin near us, but not at me. Great, I f****d it all, didn't I?

I took a deep sigh, staring down at her pink face, " It's nothing to be embarrassed about, it's normal for kids to get..umm a little infatuated..."

" Wait...", she interrupted, staring up at me with angry eyes, her face red, showing sadness and rage right now, making me feel more like an asshole. I shouldn't put it like that...Shit.

" Mr. Clarke...you know what, you take it all wrong.", Yeniffer snarled with a clenched jaw, eyes practically throwing daggers at me, " old men like you didn't turn me on..."

My lips parted in amusement, I never saw this side of her. And...I am old for her. I'm certainly not that old.

She folded her hands over her breasts trying to act like a badass girl, but her face, give that act up.

" Believe me, I don't have a crush on you...you are not my type."

" Oh, really.", I smirked, taking a step toward her.

" Yes, Sir."