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Chapter 5: see you later Part II

Chapter 5: see you later

Well yes it was, but that sounded like he said it with something else in mind...

«Enough Nube, you are the one who thinks dirty things with the teacher, not him».

"Eh..." I began to murmur without knowing exactly what to say, for the first time amid my nervousness, I had remained speechless.

"Sit down," Hades said, pointing to the space on the seat next to him in front of the piano, here was the dictator again giving orders, I hesitated for a moment.

"No, it's that I have to go," I commented, I really needed to run from the intensity that caused my whole body to be so close to him because I just wanted to pounce on him, I couldn't even remember how to breathe properly.

«Just calm down Nube, he's just your teacher...your sexy teacher».

"It'll be a moment," he insisted, I think it was the first time I'd seen him excuse his request, "I want to talk to you."

I swallowed heavily and sat next to him not knowing exactly what Dr. Hades wanted to talk to me about, my heart beating a thousand times a second, his long fingers caressing the piano keys and suddenly he began to play, I looked at him expectantly, his golden eyes following the path of his fingers as they glided in the perfect melody, he seemed calm, serious, but focused on what he was doing, the profile of his face was perfect, his straight nose, thick eyelashes, full lips, I don't think I really could see him some defect to the reincarnated god of Olympus.

Hades suddenly looked at me, possibly perceiving my gaze fixed on him, his fingers non-stop playing the perfect melody of Nuvole Bianche by Ludovico Einaudi, I recognized it because in classical ballet, we danced it more than once, now strangely, I was somewhat more comfortable with him, but even so I swallowed heavily at his gaze locked on mine.

"Did you manage to find the gynecologist?" He asked, I was surprised by his question, I didn't understand how he kept playing while he saw me and spoke, as if it was something simple to concentrate on different things at the same time.

This man must be a prodigy.

I didn't even remember to shut my mouth when he wasn't talking anymore.

"Uh," I cleared my throat, "yeah."

"How's the infection going?" he asked.

Huh?

I felt my whole face catch fire with heat, which meant that I was blushing entirely at such a personal question.

"What infection?" I said, trying to pretend I didn't understand, I couldn't believe he knew about my vaginal infection, the one that I went to treat myself with the gynecologist the day I met him.

What a shame.

"Dr. Miller is a close friend," he continued, "I know of the infection."

Hell, wasn't there confidentiality between the patient and the doctor? It was embarrassing enough getting naked in the wrong doctor's office and then having to show my vagina to the right doctor.

My entire face, neck and ears were as red as a tomato.

"Well, he's almost completely gone with the treatment," I said.

I will never go to a public bathroom again for the rest of my life.

I had gone to a store in a shopping center and I was urinating, I sat down without cleaning the toilet seat, the symptoms began almost immediately: burning when urinating, the urge to urinate every minute, at least I was almost completely cured, the gynecologist He told me that the treatment was for 48 hours, but it took effect immediately.

"Is that boy Rafael your boyfriend?" He went on deliberately changing the subject.

I looked at him, processing what he was asking me, I couldn't believe he was asking me such a personal question.

What did he care?

Well, being with his hands on the keyboard without stopping playing the music and his attention on me gave me a certain familiarity as if it really were an everyday conversation, I was not one to talk about my personal life, but being with him made me feel a strange bond...

"No," I muttered, "it was my boyfriend, but he cheated on me with my best friend."

He didn't make any expression, but he kept his attention on me.

"With Karen," he said.

How did he know?

I raised both eyebrows, I was surprised how he had learned the names of everyone in my class so quickly.

"Umm". I muttered.

"I saw them together, Karen and Rafael," he said, "I guessed it from the way she looked at you when you left class and the way she spoke to you."

Oh.

Then Hades had me in his sights.

Damn, really Professor Hades was the most observant person I had ever met in my life.

"You scare me." The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them.

He twisted one corner of his mouth into a half smile looking somewhat sinister. That smile was getting familiar to me.

"Scare, why?" he asked.

I bit my lips somewhat nervously and I noticed how his eyes fell on my mouth for half a second, the intensity making the hot steam now cover my entire body and the tension I felt worsened.

Damn, I think I would be stupid if I didn't get out of here fast.

"I have to go". I said

Hades didn't object to it, just stared at his hands as he continued to play the keyboard.

"The schedule is on the table". He mentioned.

"Okay, uhm," I cleared my throat, "bye huh, Professor Parker."

I needed to get away from here.

I got up trying not to get entangled with my own feet and took my pen out of my pocket signing the schedule paper on the desk quickly so I could get out of the office, I needed to breathe properly again and recover my natural skin color, I felt that my face was going to catch fire from the intense blush.

I was going to go to the door when the keyboard stopped playing, stopping the melody and the teacher said:

"Nube, stop."

I stopped with my hand on the doorknob and turned to him, Hades still with his back to me.

"Huh?" I murmured without understanding what I wanted.

"See you later". He said simply, his hands touched the piano delicately again.

Then? I doubted we'd see each other later.

I just pressed my lips together and opened the door leaving there, breathing fresh air again and far from Professor Hades, being close to him was too intense and made me lose control, I felt that near him I had no control over my emotions.

But... what bothered me the most about him was that he scared me the same way I wanted to throw myself into his arms.

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