I'm My Teacher's Mate. Isn't That Lovely? [18]

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Chapter 18-

"Rayne, I'm a vampire. And you're my mate." He was looking so serious that it was hard to keep a straight face. "Rayne..." That's it. I burst out laughing and couldn't control myself. He stared at me questioningly as I grabbed my aching stomach. I couldn't help it, it was funny. "Oooh, good one. Sorry." I breathed, wiping the tears from my cheeks. He cleared his throat and took my hands into his. "Rayne, I'm not kidding." I raised an eyebrow. "Come on, this isn't twilight or something. We're all only human." I said, an amused smile still on my lips.

He gently cupped my face in his warm hands and stared deeply into my eyes with a look so serious it made my heart skip a beat. My smile started slipping away at his intense gaze. "Rayne, I'm not kidding, okay? I'm. Not. Human. I'm a vampire. And you, are my mate." I opened and closed my mouth several times, probably looking like a dumbass, but I didn't know what to say. What do you say to that? "That's..not possible. Of course you're human." I muttered, trying to understand what he was going on about.

He pecked my lips lightly, and stared sadly into my eyes. "No. I'm not. You've got to believe me, Rayne." I shook my head and took his hands away from my face, gently holding them in my own. "Prove it." His grip on my hands tightened slightly. His eyes widened in shock. "What?" I sighed. "If you want me to believe you, prove it. Prove to me that you're a vampire. I won't believe you any other way." I explained. He closed his eyes and clenched his jaw, looking distraught.

"I...can't." He whispered. I raised an eyebrow at him. "What do you mean you can't? If you really are a vampire, you must be able to go into vampire mode. Show me. I'll believe it when I see it." He sighed heavily and ran his fingers through his hair. "I can't show you. I don't want to." I rolled my eyes. "Jacob, just show me. Why don't you want to?" I asked, resting my hand against his cheek. His jaw clenched even more and he took my hand away from his cheek, softly kissing my palm.

"I just...don't." He was looking very frustrated and I really wanted to make him feel better. I'd never seen him so troubled over something before, and I wanted to ease his troubles and worries. It was weird. It was like I was in pain because he was. There was an ache in my heart, and I knew it would only go away if I made the ache in his go away. Madly in love. That's what I am. He was silent for a moment. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply in and out for about five minutes.

I didn't want to disturb his moment of thinking and peacefulness so I just stood quietly, watching him. It was actually kinda amazing to watch all of the different emotions cross his face. Some left and came back, and some never returned. My heart was racing in my chest and I could hear it in my ears. I was aching to know what was going on inside his head. The entire time he was thinking, he was running his hands softly and lovingly up and down my sides. It was giving me goosebumps and making butterflies erupt in my stomach.

Finally, he opened up his eyes and gazed at me. All of a sudden, he grabbed my face in his strong hands and collided his lips with mine. A spark shot through my entire body as his lips met mine. Heat was surging through my veins and a shiver shot down my spine. I was shocked at his dramatic kiss but I didn't mind. His hands rubbed soft circles on my hips, and then traveled up my waist, rubbing up and down for a few moments before reaching up and tangling themselves into my hair.

He started threading his fingers through my hair and lightly playing with stray strands. He then pulled his hands out of my hair and slid them down onto my neck. He pushed on my neck, bringing me closer to his wonderful, muscular, warm body. I went willingly. My body craved his, warmth, muscles, smell, taste, all of him. He then gently slid his hands onto my shoulders and softly rubbed a circular pattern on them before running his hands down my arms.

Goosebumps erupted onto my smooth skin at his soft, loving touch. He was touching and carressing me as though he was trying to remember exactly how my skin felt under his fingers, how soft my hair was, the outline of my body, every soft bump and curve. He was acting like I was a treasure to be cherished. A treasure that he'd never see again. I'd never felt so wanted, loved and adored before and my heart was soaring with joy and love.

He pecked my lips three more times, and then started lightly kissing my colorbone and neck. A shaky breath escaped my lips and shivers and shockwaves shot through my entire body. He gently ran his nose up my neck, breathing in deeply. He pecked my jaw once more before he looked into my eyes. I stared at him questioningly, still breathing heavily. "What was that about?" I breathed. He sighed. "You're perfect, and delicious, and irrisistible. In every way. I want you to know that I adore every part of you." My heart skipped a beat and I practially melted in his strong arms. That was the sweetest thing anyone had ever said to me.

I was speechless. "Okay, I'll show you now." I nodded numbly, staring at him like an idiot. He stepped a few feet away from me. He gazed at me lovingly before he started to change. I watched, in shock and maybe a slight bit of horror as his muscles seemed to grow and become more defined, which made him seem massive. I saw two sharp, pointy fangs sprout in his mouth. His eyes turned a crimson red that was so intense, I couldn't look him in the eye.

His crimson red eyes seemed to have a devious, dangerous glint to them. I stumbled backward, in shock and fear. I knew my mouth was hanging open in shock and disbelief. "Rayne." My heart stuttered in my heaving chest at his voice. It was huskier and had a more 'don't mess with me' sound to it. I knew he wasn't angry or anything like that, but with him being a vampire, his voice made him seem even scarier. No one would want to mess with him. And it terrified me.

"Rayne." He begged, reaching out to me. I quickly moved away from him, and started backing away towards the door. He winced as if I'd slapped him across the face. I felt a little twinge in my heart, hating the fact that I was the reason he looked so broken. But I was terrified. What would you do if your boyfriend had fangs, red eyes and unbelievable muscles? Run. That's right. His eyes pleaded with me, begging me to stay. But I couldn't see past the terrifying crimson red color of them.

"I'm sorry." I whispered in a small, terrified voice. And I ran. I ran away from him. From the man I loved. Loved so dearly and so much. I hated the fact that I was scared of him. But I couldn't help it. It's not everyday that your boyfriend turns into a bloodlusting, bloodthirsty, man with fangs and red eyes. I trusted him whole heartedly before, but something about knowing what he was terrified me.

I felt like I was falling into the unknown. And the unknown scares me. If I had stayed, it would be like walking into complete darkness expecting to find what your looking for. I don't do well with darkness, change and the unknown. That won't really help me when it comes to life, I know. Since life is full of all of those things. But I'm the type of person that needs to know there is some sort of control and rationality. I don't like going head first into the unknown.

And having a vampire for a boyfriend would be like diving right into the unknown. I ran all the way to my house. I threw open my door, slammed it shut and locked it. I kicked off my shoes and ran upstairs. I jumped onto my bed and laid there, staring at the ceiling. I felt numb. I didn't know what to do with myself. How would I face him at school? What if he made me stay after school just so we could talk? What would I say to him? I needed somebody to talk to.

I needed somebody who would listen and understand. Someone who wouldn't freak out and runaway like I did. Someone who would listen and be there for me, understand where I was coming from and wouldn't judge me for my actions. But let's be honest here. There's really nobody in the world who would be that way if I told them the truth. Nobody. And at that moment, the last thing I needed was nobody.

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I woke up with a pounding headache. My eyes fluttered open slowly, and I looked around my room. I groaned as my eyes tried to adjust to the sunlight. I rolled over onto my side and sighed. I opened my eyes and lazily looked over at my clock. I snuggled more into my pillow and closed my eyes. My eyes flew open when I realized my clock said 7:40. I had a five minute shower, and let my hair air dry, leaving it in soft waves. I didn't bother with makeup. "Shit, shit, shit." I muttered to myself as I threw on some sweatpants and a random Love Is The Movement t- shirt.

I slipped on my shoes, grabbed my backpack and my phone and booked it out of my house. By the time I was at school, my head was pounding ten times worse. It felt like there was a wrestling match going on inside my head. I practically flew through my classroom doors. I halted to a stop and I saw Mr. Miles' eyes rest on me. He looked at me with that certain emotion that probably only I could detect in his eyes. His fists clenched slightly and I felt my heart ache with wanting for those hands to be roaming my body.

I shook those thoughts away from my mind as I realized I was still standing infront of the class, not saying a word, probably looking like a complete dumbass. "Sorry I'm late." I whispered. He sighed. "Sit down, Rayne." I nodded and quietly made my way to the back of the room. "You okay?" Drew whispered to me once Mr. Miles has started up the lesson again. I nodded, rubbing my temples with closed eyes. "I'm just tired." I mumbled. Well, it wasn't a complete lie.

I had barley slept at all last night. The look in Mr. Miles eyes when he told me what he was, when he showed me what he was, when he was begging me to stay, when he was kissing, touching and holding me. Those eyes were haunting me all night long. Drew rubbed my back soothingly. "Maybe you should go to the nurse." He suggested. I shook my head. I wanted to go home. "No, I'm fine. Thanks though." I whispered. I didn't pay attention at all during class.

I was lost in my thoughts for the majority of the time. The only time I came out of them was when Drew would talk to me. It was basically like that all day. "Rayne, something is wrong. I know it. Just tell me what it is." Riley begged as she sat across from me at the cafateria table. I sighed. "Riles, I'm fine. Okay? Stop worrying about me." She stared at me in shock. "Rayne, you've been walking around like a slug all day today. You haven't been paying attention in any of your classes. You stare at the floor when you walk. You're extremely quiet and you aren't eating. That is not the Rayne Lovelock I know and love and I am appaulled that you would think I wouldn't worry."

I smiled slightly at her loving speech. "I love you for caring Riles, you too Drew. But I really just need to be alone." I said, burying my face in my hands. The truth was, I didn't want to be alone. Well, I didn't want to be lonely. And even though I knew Riley and Drew cared about me, worried about me and loved me, I felt really lonely. Because I couldn't tell them about what I was going through. I was pretty damn sure Mr. Miles wouldn't want me spilling the beans about what he actually was. So I had to keep my mouth shut. I felt so bad about breaking my promise about not running away and listening to him explain that I knew he deserved to at least have me shut up about what he was.

I was starting to hate myself for being so cruel to him. Breaking promises, not listening to him, running away from him, not accepting him. But I couldn't see past my own fear. And I hated it. I was a slug for the entire day. I tried to avoid Mr. Miles as much as possible. He didn't ask me to stay after class or anything which I was grateful for. I didn't want to talk to him. I think he knew that I wasn't ready for what he had to say. I was a slug all day. I went through the school day with a heavy heart.

Riley and Drew's worry for me carried on throughout the day. I hugged them several times to let them know that I appreciated it but I just needed some time to myself. When I got home, I threw myself onto the couch and stared up at the celing. I groaned when I heard the doorbell ring. I got up lazily and threw open the door, surprised as hell to see Beck standing there. "I thought I told you to stay away from me?" I stated, crossing my arms. He smirked.

"I know what's going on between you and Mr. Teacher."

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