Chapter 2

That class felt like it was the longest class of my bloody life. I am so thankful that the week passed by quickly. Finally, my torture in the room is over and I do not have to deal with that fucking teacher anymore. All of the looks, he gave me, the caresses on my hand when he would hand me my submitted work. I still cannot forget the way he spoke my name, and how he would watch my every turn. I remember one time while passing him in the hall, I swear I felt his hands caress the side of my thigh, just above my knee which was covered by my skirt. It sent shivers down my spine, and not in a good way! I remember my last day of class what he said. "So, Ms. Fawns it is finally the summer" I sighed "Yes, it is, why did you ask me to stay after? Did I do something wrong?" he smiled "Not at all, I just wanted to see you before you left for the year, I will miss being able to have in my class since you will be in college next year," he said with a frown.

I did not miss the way he said "have you" as his eyes slowly roamed my body. If I had proof of indecency I would report him but, he leaves no way to prove it. "Yes, I am excited to start Cambridge in the fall. I will be majoring in English Literature and Journalism.  I hope to also study foreign languages. I am hoping to become a Journalist" his eyes sparkled with excitement then, darkened, and I did not understand it. "So, you will have Mr. Collin's French class?" he said, and I almost detected a growl. What is wrong with this man? "Yes sir, I just needed this class to fulfill some extra language requirements for college." He looked at me, again raking his eyes over me "I see" I was becoming uncomfortable. "Is there anything else that you need?" I asked him, he smiled "Yes, you" I heard him faintly say, and I wasn't sure I heard him right, he straightened up. walked over to me, placing both of his hands on either side of me, and leaned in. If I am not mistaken, he deeply inhaled the scent of my hair as he spoke "I need you to see me after the school hours about college reference". I stared at him with a look of confusion "couldn't you just pass that to my counselor?" He looked disappointed and said, "I suppose I can but, how can I give you your reward for being such a stellar student?" I tried to move around him but, he cornered me against the wall, I felt his hand starting to caress my thigh, as it slid upwards then, I felt it starting to stroke my panties. I was becoming scared and felt disgusted at his gesture. I tried to remove his hand but, he dug in harder so, I growled at him and shoved him backward "I am sure my greatest reward will be receiving high honors, sir!" I walked out of the classroom trying not to run, I walked down the hallway, I heard him say "I will see you this summer". I turned around, and I notice him staring at me with an intense expression. I have no idea what he meant, I am a stellar student, I do not take additional classes in the summer. 

 I will make sure not to see him this summer. Mom and Hunter have been talking lately about summer trips, I am looking forward to it. If I told Hunter about what just happened, he will go ballistic. Sometimes I see a killer look in Hunter's eye when he becomes angry, especially if the situation is an extreme case such as this. My teacher just tried to sexually assault me in the classroom. I never want to see this man again, and I pray to God that I never do.

I am excited to attend a final college tour of Cambridge to meet my teachers, and learn where I am going to be staying. My stepfather wanted to buy me a Condo to live in but, I declined, I want to have the full college experience. I gave in to the car for transportation, I refused the Jaguar, it would stand out too much, and I did not want everyone there to treat me like I was a spoiled rich kid. I was thankful when he let me choose, and I chose a 1968 Ford Mustang. If I had to have a car, this one was perfect but not as flashy in my opinion. I did not want a car that screamed rich but, would still be a beauty. Hunter had it imported for me. 

I arrive at home, and I greet my mother as I walk in the door. I hug her, and I ask where Hunter is? I have become very used to him being around, I just do not understand why mother just does not marry him or be a bit bolder and move us in with him. His house is way bigger than ours, I learned a while ago that he has money. Kids at school talk about him. I see jealousy and hatred with many of the girls. I do not understand it, he is my stepdad, it's not like anything else is happening, that would be weird.

I asked mum about it one time, and she said "It is just too soon to talk about that" I stared at her in disbelief "Mum, we have been with him for five years, how is that too soon?" She clammed up and walked away like I was not speaking to her. I do not understand her behavior at times. I will ask her questions and she will close off. I remember one time a few years ago, I asked her about my real dad. I have never met him, and she never mentions him, was he a bad man? Why the quietness? I do not understand? she looked at me with emotions in her eyes I did not recognize and again she walked away saying "It is grown-up stuff you do not need to trouble yourself with" I looked at her treating figure and said "Mom, how much more grown-up? I am almost fifteen and you have never mentioned him once in my life?" she turned, looked at me and went upstairs. Damn! This woman can be such a closed book! 

I stopped inquiring after that, I knew she was never going to tell me. I did not know how to find out for myself, she never even mentions his name. If I tried for myself, I would get nowhere without any clues. Hunter has been an amazing father figure, sometimes, I get creepy vibes from him but, he has never tried anything inappropriate. I see so much love in him for my mother that I let it slide. A part of me wonders where he could be, mum will not indulge any information, and if I try to inveigle any, she is bound to see through me. I let it go, figuring that he was at work or something business-related, he is usually very busy with work. I go up to my room to read a book or do some writing, I want to make a list of everything that I will need for our camping trip. I am almost up the stairs when the phone rings. I sprint down the stairs to see who is calling. 

 

I race into the living room to answer "Hello?" I wait for a bit and hear no one answer "Hello?" I hear a gasp on the other end and a man answers "Is there a Ms. Fawns at this address?" I am curious who this could be "Yes, this is her daughter, my I ask who is calling?" I hear another shocked gasp "Is she available?" I frown, I do not know this person, and I don't believe my mother does either, something feels off "No. I am sorry, she has just gone upstairs to lay down" the man whispers "Oh" I am tired of this "Is there something sir that you require?" he groans "No, tell her that an old friend is calling, she needs to call me back" I look in confusion "why must she do that?" he says in an angry tone "because she needs to talk to me, tell her to call me" I have no intention of relaying the message to my mother but, I decide to play along "may I have your name so I can make her aware?" he sighs "my name is Mr. Wilkins" I get a cold shiver run up my spine at the tone of his voice, he is trying hard not to give too much information. I do not trust this man, I am receiving deadly vibes from the aura he is emanating on the phone, I quietly say "Sure, I will give her the message" I lie to the man. 

At this moment, my mother is coming down the stairs "Molly, is there someone on the phone?" the man gasps right when I quickly hang it up. "Yes, I think it was a wrong number". She looks at me nods her head and walks back upstairs. I know it is wrong for me to lie but, I do not know that man, and I am not about to risk someone trying to harm her. She has Hunter in her life, I know he will protect her but, why take a chance?

The phone rings again, and I answer it without thinking. The voice on the other end is gruff "Lying to someone little girl? Now, I thought you said your mother was taking a nap? Why do I get the feeling that you are keeping me from speaking with her?" I gulp and try to form a reply "If it is important, since I am her daughter, why not just tell me?" I answer when I can find my voice "the reasoning is simple, it has nothing to do with you, now be a good little girl and go fetch your mother! Let the grown-ups talk about matters that are beyond your knowledge" I am irritated, the nerve of this man! I am nearly eighteen for god sake! I growl at him, "I have no interest in letting that happen and I suggest you do not call again or I will inform my stepfather!" I was just about the hang up when his reply sent me over the edge "I doubt your pathetic stepfather could do anything!" I coldly said, "Hunter Eldridge has more balls, connections, and money to see to it that a man such as you stay away from his woman!" I hung up as I heard him growl and spit out Hunter's name. I slid down the wall, shaking, I have never been such a nervous wreck in all my life! Who was that man and what did he want with my mother?