My Teacher is My Mate by BlackFire Stars_ (book suggestions TXT) 📕

"We have to call the police!" He exclaims.

"No! No...I'm alright," I try talking him out of it. "I'm fine."

He walks up the steps of the porch which makes me bounce around and makes me cringe from the pain emanating from my shoulder.
"Sorry," he apologizes realizing he was too rough. I nod my head. He slowly lifts one of his hands away from my cold bloody body to open the door to his new house. He walks in, making sure to be careful that I don't hit the door frame. I look around, seeing that furniture was already in the living room and everything looks normal as if he'd been living here for years. I groan as I see the kitchen door. "Hungry?" He asks. I nod once again. "Am I allowed to set you down on my couch for just a minute while I go get something for you to eat?"

"Yes, please," I whisper. He sets me down gently and goes over to the kitchen. 
I try to contact Opal, 'Are you still gone? How much silver did he use on us? I don't have any of my senses anymore...will I even taste the food that I'm going to eat?" No answer. I sigh, desperate for my wolf to surface. I sit on the couch, still with an arrow in my shoulder, and look around. 

His living room is quite big, filled with black and white furniture, including the long and slick black leather couch I'm curled up on. He has a brick fireplace in the middle of the main wall, with a T.V. on the wall above it. Pictures sitting on the mantle along with a few tiny plants catch my eye. I really want to get up and look at the pictures, but I can't get up without crying...he'll be back soon anyways. I finish the visual tour, stopping at the big windows, looking out at the side of my house and part of the forest in my backyard, realizing he could see me changing into my wolf if I wasn't careful.

I come back to reality. I quietly tremble, still freezing from being outside naked. He walks out of the kitchen with a bowl of mandarin oranges. I smile at the random choice of food he brings me.

"I hope this'll do..." he looks at me for a reaction. I just nod, not really giving him an answer. I take the bowl and fork and curl back up on his couch. "Oh my gosh, do you want some clothes?" He laughs nervously forgetting that I'm still bare. 

"Mhm," I mumble while shoving the tiny juicy oranges in my mouth.

"Alright, sorry I didn't ask sooner. I'll be right back," He leaps up the steps going twice at a time. Once out of sight, I start to cry. I made a promise to myself to not cry in front of people last year, they could use my emotions against me. 
I think back to the wretched time, heart cracked and aching. 

Flashback

Danny Baker. My mate. Even though I am 17 and we can't tell who our mate is until we're all 18, he graduated high school so he's turning 19 this year. When he told me we were mates, my heart probably grew around 5 sizes bigger. I was so happy and ecstatic, I could die. Ever since he came back to his hometown and found me, we've been inseparable. 

"Babe, where is the peanut butter?" He asks me as he walks into the kitchen where I am. 

"Second cupboard to the left of the microwave." I answer. Gosh, Danny just loves his peanut butter, just another reason why I love him. 
He comes over to me and snakes his thick muscular arms around my waist and puts his head in my neck, "I don't know how I'd go on without you." He leaves tiny kisses along the side of my neck. 

"Ditto." I smile against his face. His face lights up at my answer. 

"So...are you ready for tonight?" He asks, quietly. 

"Why? What's happening tonight?" I ask confused. He looks at me shamefully, but it's gone as soon as it appeared. "Tell me." I push.

"I thought we could take the next step in our relationship..." I trails off. 

"Which is...?" I ask still confused. He just looks at me. Then he looks at the ground, a little disappointedly. As realization hits me, I start to feel scared. He means finishing the mating process. 

Even though he was my mate and I loved him unconditionally, I just felt too young to be giving up the purest and most innocent part I had left of me. I knew I had to sooner or later since we'd be spending our lives together, but I just feel so uncomfortable. 
I don't answer. Unsure of what to do, "I have to go to the bathroom..." I leave quickly and rush into the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror. "What am I going to do?" I whisper to my reflection. I grip the sides of the sink and sigh. "Should I?" I whisper even quieter. "I love him, so that means I have to pleasure him and his needs..." I agree on an answer to his question, I will complete the mating process, for him. 

I walk out of the bathroom and go back to the kitchen where my turkey sandwich is. I look around for Danny, not knowing where he went. I let out a deep sigh, knowing that I greatly disappointed him. If only he knew I'd go along with it.

3 hours later (5 pm)

I pull up in the driveway, just getting back from going shopping for an outfit for tonight. Danny would be so happy with my decision. I smile with glee as I get out of my car. I quietly walk up the front steps and put the keys in the door. I turn the knob slowly, trying to be quiet so I surprise him. 

I round the corner, checking the kitchen and then the living room to make sure he's upstairs. I smile excitedly. I try to hold my shopping bag as still as I could as I creep up the stairs, making sure to be silent. I get outside his bedroom door and set the bad down without noise, getting ready to open the door to surprise him.

"Oh! Danny!" I hear as I'm about to turn the knob. I gasp, realizing that he's with another woman. 
I fling the door open, seeing them under the covers of his king sized bed. She's on top of him, rocking back and forth. They don't even notice me. I start crying and then full on sobbing. I grab a flower vase that was on the table next to his door and throw it against the wall on the other side of the room.

That got his attention, "Oh my God! Baby! I thought you went home!" He pushes the slut off of him and tries to get out of bed but gets tangled in his sheets and can't.

"I-I just don't understand...why?! You said we were mates!" I say as tears flow down my face.

"We are mates!" He claims.

"Even though I'm not 18 yet, I know that if my mate was cheating on me I'd feel it in my heart." I look away.

"Baby, please. I'm begging you, we'll get through this. She didn't mean anything to me, not like you do to me."
I laugh, "I can't believe that I was about to complete "the mating process" with someone who isn't actually my mate." I grab the Victoria's Secret bag and throwing it at him. "I was going to go out of my away and comfort zone to please you, because I loved you! And you go and do this?" I never stopped crying. "...I loved you..."

"And you still do! Please! Ava! I love you! Please don't leave me!" He begs. He finally gets untangled and starts to walk over to me to touch me. He reaches his hand out to grab my hand.

I pull it away, "Don't touch me!" I back up into the hallway, turning around to go down the stairs. I get down the stairs, tears streaming down my face. I hear thumps against the floor getting louder. His arms go around my waist again, but instead of feeling pleasure from the action I feel disgust. 

"Please don't leave, I love you. I'm sorry. What can I do to make this right?" He pleads. I grab his hands around my waist and rip them off. 

I turn around, "Goodbye Danny. Maybe I'll see you someday, but I honestly hope I don't." He looks at me with sorrow and regret. I walk outside and I close his front door. I stop walking down the steps, and crumble to the ground. I sob loudly, although I know he won't hear. I sit on his steps for an hour and a half. In all that time, he doesn't come out and neither does she.

End of Flashback

One tear comes out of my right eye just as he comes down stairs. I wipe it away as soon as it comes.
"Hey so I didn't really know what you'd want so I just got you one of my sweatshirts and a pair of sweatpants." He shrugs. "Sorry I don't have any girls clothes."

"This is fine thank thanks...but I don't see how I could put these on with an arrow still stuck in my shoulder." I say feeling a little annoyed.

"Oh my God I'm so sorry I totally forgot about that." He becomes shameful. "Okay well I'll be right back with my old medical supplies. Again, so sorry." I just nod while he leaves again. I reach behind my shoulder with my left hand and I feel the base of the arrow that's in my skin. As soon as I touch it more pain spreads which makes me flinch. I swear at myself for being so stupid as to go for a run when there were hunters around. 

'At least it wasn't a rogue. I would've been dead.' I think to myself.

He shows up next to me, it's as if I blacked out for a minute or two. 
"Alright so," he explains while getting all the equipment out. "I'm going to snap the arrow right before it punctures your skin and then I'm going to have to rip it out...it will definitely hurt so if you need to hold on to something let me know. Then when it's out I'm going to pour alcohol on it to clean it, which will also hurt, and then I'm going to sew it up then bandage it." 
I take a deep breathe, processing what he said. I had never gotten this hurt before this so I'm nervous and scared. I just nod.
He puts on a pair of medical gloves and comes around to my back. He puts one hand on my good shoulder, massaging slightly to ease my nerves. Tingles shoot down my arm as he does so. I grab his hand on reflex not realizing I did. Then tingles form in my hand and I quietly gasp hoping he doesn't hear. 

I wonder, 'Does he feel the sparks, too?' He doesn't remove his hand for a while so I wonder if he does feel them. Then he clears his throat and takes his hand away from me. 

"I'm going to break it, do you need anything to hold on to?" 

I think for a moment, "Yes, please."

"Okay so what do you want?"

"Just whatever you want to give me I guess..." I say not wanting to make him uncomfortable. 

"I want to give you everything." He whispers silently but I catch it. I smile. "So anyways do you want to roll up