“From what Chanel told me she’s into older men and teachers, so maybe one of them got pissed at her and sent it out. Think about it, you would need access to the computer system to get everyone’s numbers to send it to everyone, it must have been a teacher.”
“You know what I think you’re right Jude. I heard some of Chanel’s sorority sisters talking about Madison fucking the new English professor. I guess she didn’t realize he was her teacher and ran for it when Chanel called her out on it.” I couldn’t believe Knox would even believe that bullshit. Chanel was a liar, but no girl ever wants to go against her besides Madison.
“Makes sense. I’m exhausted I’m heading in the shower and laying down, I’ll see you guys later.” I downed the last of my beer and headed upstairs. I was over my entire day being about Madison. Part of me was bothered that I was caring about what is being said about Madison now, but the other part was hoping this will finally get her to go back home.
Chapter Twenty
Madison
“Now don’t go do anything rash. You don’t have any evidence that he did it. You need to have a mature non attacking conversation where you calming ask him if he knows anything about it.”
“Doc there is no doubt in my mind he’s guilty. The bastard must have broke into my phone this morning and went through my stuff. He’s going to wish he never met me after I get through with him!” Doc sighed through the phone. I had to finally call him back this morning which resulted in me having to do a phone session. Fun.
“Madison let’s talk…wait are you blasting Headstrong by Trapt?”
“Uh, no that’s the other car next to me.” I lowered the volume. He knows when I blast that song, I’m pissed and ready to fight.
“You’re a piss poor liar, now listen. We need to sit down and list the topics you want to discuss and…”
I cut him off by pretending I was losing signal, “I..can’t..hear…got to go!” I hung up fast because there was no way I was doing the list exercise again. He made me do it before I moved about how to tell Stella I was screwing her brother. Never again.
I pulled in the parking lot in no time, anxious about today. I swear when I find him, he’s not going to know what’s coming. I had over twenty calls asking if I charge. Jude’s a dead man.
I was in the main building hoping he would be somewhere in the halls waiting for class to open. After roaming a few halls, I was ready to go home after hearing all the cat calls and whistling. I really hope to god everyone will forget about this over the weekend.
I started to head towards the door before I was late to class when I saw Jude leaning against the hallway wall. I don’t know what happened in those few seconds, but all I saw was red. I walked up to him, tapped him on the shoulder, and punched him so hard in the face. While I felt like I broke my hand it hurt so bad, Jude stood there glaring at me with a smirk.
I expected him to yell or defend himself, but he grabbed my by the hand and dragged me down into the maintenance closet. When he shoved me inside, I whirled around asking him, “What in the hell do you think you’re doing!” He blocked my path and kept walking towards me while I walked backwards until my back hit a desk. He looked at me curiously and I started to get nervous.
“I remember when you were this little quiet mouse and never stood up for yourself no matter how hard they pushed you. Now you’re this little mouse taking on a cat.” He wrapped his fingers in my hair and pulled my face close to his while whispering in my ear, “Do you know what happens to a mouse that goes up against a cat?” He ran his fingers up my side and I totally spaced out on why I was pissed at him. I pulled him another inch closer and he gave me the kiss that erased all kisses. When he gave me my first kiss, we were inexperienced kids. This kiss right here tells me he’s a man who knows what he is doing.
I was completely consumed by him and everything I wanted to tell him off for forgotten. He broke the kiss and I whimpered for him to come back. He ripped my shirt off and I started to work on unbuttoning his jeans. God the way he was straining against his pants he was more than ready for me. As soon as I pushed his zipper down he shoved me back and I fell on my ass.
“Did you really think I want that mouth anywhere near me? Only fuck knows where it’s been.” I was completely confused until I heard the wicked bitch Chanel laughing at the door. I was so into what we were doing I didn’t even hear the door open.
“Desperate much? Oh my god Jude, are you ok?” Chanel went to grab him, but he shrugged her off.
“Go to class, I’ll meet you there.” Chanel whined about him coming now, but he gave her a look that meant he wasn’t dealing with her shit.
He walked over and threw my shirt at me. I got up, pulled my shirt on, and headed to the door. After the picture and knowing Chanel was going to tell everyone, I had no more energy left in me to argue.
“Wait.” I turned around to see him leaning against the desk he just had me on looking calm. I shook my head and went to
