Honor Student - By Teresa Mummert Page 0,53

my shoulder.

“It’s amazing. Thank you for bringing me here.” He turned me around in his arms to face him.

“I know I have some serious trust issues but I am trying hard to work passed them. I hope you can see that.” I wrapped my arms around his neck, stoking his hair with my finger tips.

“I love you, William. I’m not going anywhere. No amount of money in the world could compare to this moment right here.” I reassured him. It was almost sad to see a man who seemed so strong and confident so incredibly scared. He pulled me tightly against him and kissed the top of my head. I felt like in his mind he was preparing for the worst. I just couldn’t understand why. After all we had been through, surely he knew I wasn’t about to run now. I pressed my lips into the crook of his neck, pausing to gauge his response. His hips pressed against me. I kissed him again, letting my lips trail up to his ear. He leaned his head into me, breathing out deeply.

“If you don’t stop that now, I’m going to have to fuck you right here.” His voice was low and I knew his mood had changed to the old William. I smiled and bit gently on his ear lobe. His fingers dug into my hips and he spun me around, laying me face down on the hood of his sports car. I spread my fingers out across the hood as I heard him undoing his pants. He hiked my skirt up to my waist and pulled my panties to the side. I bit my ip, bracing for what was coming next. His he shoved himself violantly inside of me, forcing me down against the hot metal. I cried out as he slammed into me again and again.

We made our way back to the massive house, both much more relaxed. The sun had set but the streets were lit up like daylight with all of the stores and restauraunts. William’s phone rang and he answered it, growing increasingly irritated with each word.

I could feel a difference in the air as William punched a sequence of numbers into the keypad and the gates slid open. We parked in front of the house and William tossed his keys to a man waiting on the steps as he pulled me inside.

He didn’t say a word as we made our way up the oversized staircase to the bedroom.

“What’s wrong?” I asked as he closed the door behind us, putting my hands on his chest. He glanced down at my hands but didn’t step back or attempt to remove them.

“I didn’t know they were coming. We can leave right now if you want, get a hotel room?” He ran his hands through his hair.

“Who?” I asked, growing scared by his sudden behavior.

“My parents.” His eyes locked onto mine.

“Oh” I let my hands slide off of his chest. He didn’t want his parent’s to know about me. It was like being punched in the stomach. I had finally convinced myself that we could be a normal couple and all of the air was sucked out of my lungs at once. “Just take me home.” I whispered, truning away from him so he wouldn’t see how badly he hurt me.

“Hey!” He grabbed my arm, forcing me to turn back and face him. “I didn’t mean to upset you.” I pulled my arm back from him, unable to hold back my anger.

“If you didn’t want anyone to know about me, why did you bring me to your home?” I asked, my jaw clenched tight.

“I didn’t know they would come. My father is supposed to be in Ireland on set for the next few weeks.” He looked confused by my sudden outburst. I crossed my arms over my chest. “It’s not that I’m trying to hide you, Emma. I just didn’t want to subject you to my father. He’s not a good man.” I looked him up and down. He looked scared.

“William?” A man called from below and his body went rigid.

“I love you , Emma. I’m not ashamed of you.” He grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the room onto the landing that connected the staircases.

“There you are.” He laughed deeply. A man stood in the center of the foyer. He looked like an older version of William.

“Dad” William nodded his head.

“Who is your friend?’ His father asked. William’s hands were gripping my waist painfully tight.

“This