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She led me inside her small, but comfortable house. The front door led into a living room, with two soft, squishy looking lounge chairs and a large TV on a cabinet. She motioned for me to take a seat while she went through an archway to what I assumed was a kitchen.

My head was spinning. I'd just caught Bianca cheating on me; guilt was taking its hold on me as I remembered what I had said to her. But she deserved it. That's what I told myself anyway. But still, the image of her, helpless on the ground, hysterical and crawling towards me was there in my head.

Miss Perrini returned from the kitchen, carrying two large mugs of coffee. It occurred to me that I didn't even know her name... but that was irrelevant. Everything was right now. I took my coffee with a muttered 'thanks'.

She sat down on the other lounge and stared at me. It wasn't uncomfortable, she was just allowing me to gather myself. I sipped at the coffee, it was scolding, so I put it down next to the chair for now and looked over at her. It was an invitation for her to talk, she obviously had something she wanted to say.

She took the hint. "Are you ok, Xen?" she asked in a sweet, consoling, smooth, low voice.

"Yes," I said. It was only a half lie, being here with her was making me feel a lot better.

"If you don't mind me asking, how did you find out? You know how small towns are by now, rumours and all of that..." she trailed off as she registered the look on my face.

"I caught them, just now. I went over to surprise her" I replied coldly, I didn't meant too, but couldn't help it.

She closed her eyes, as though feeling the pain that I had just experienced. "Oh," she murmured before taking a sip of her coffee. She put it back down and looked thoughtful. "Then she's obviously not worth all of this Xen, you're better than that. You're better than her..."

"Thanks... and I know that. I'd never do what she did to me to her, not to anyone. Ever." I murmured. The words sounded severe, like she had physically wounded me. She hadn't, it seemed worse than that. The physical pain of the last few months seemed small in comparison to what I'd experienced just now. Bianca was a bitch.

"You'll find someone much better than that Xen, you've got everything going for you. You're smart, attentive, sensitive, compassionate, cute..." she stopped as the last word slipped out. But tried to look casual. I could tell she hadn't meant to say it, she was carefully selecting words that were appropriate for a teacher to use.

I couldn't help but blush. I quickly grabbed for my coffee to hide it, but in my haste I knocked over the whole mug, all over her carpet.

"Shit! I'm so sorry," I groaned as the coffee seeped into her carpet. She was already in the kitchen, getting some paper towels and was back before I could even look like I was trying to help. I stood up over her as she mopped at the spill.

"Don't worry about it Xen, I've spilt red wine on this carpet before, it can't get much worse," she sounded genuine, with a hint of humour in her voice.

Her voice, her kneeling before me, her cleavage in full view. All of this was sending messages through me and I felt the response in my jeans. I gulped uncomfortably and tried to hide with my hands in my pocket.

But before I could, she had glanced up. Smiling, to reassure me. But the smile slid from her face. The expression was replaced by something new altogether. It wasn't shock, annoyance, anger. I didn't know what it was. But she stood up and went back to the kitchen to dispose of the soaked paper towels.

I sat back down, embarrassed. But I quickly remembered that she had seen worse. Much worse, and her reaction wasn't bad. It was intriguing actually, what was she thinking. She walked back in to the room, a new look had taken over her features. It conveyed no emotion and when she spoke, neither did her voice.

"Xen... I think you should go..." she said in a slow, zombie-like voice.

"Um... ok..." I replied, confused and slightly hurt. I looked up at her and she look hurt as well. Like she didn't want me to go, but she knew I had to. And I now understood why. She was my teacher. Ofcourse I had to go... but she hadn't done anything wrong!! ... Yet.

I got up and made my way to the door. I heard her footsteps after me, and turned around just in time for her to grab my shoulder.

"You understand why, don't you Xen?" she whispered. Her face was remorseful, and I could only guess that mine was as well. I didn't want to leave, not when I could feel something between us. She wanted me to stay, but knew I couldn't. This gave me hope. But I couldn't say this, so I just nodded.

"I'm sorry," I murmured in reply as I reached for the door.

She breathed in deeply, watching my hand in slow motion.

"Wait! Could you stay a little longer?" she asked, pleading.

"Of course."