Hard Times

"I-i don't know. I need some time." I say, pushing her back a bit, making sure to maintain a safe distance from her.

"You can't just ignore me and think all the guilt will go away, darling." She spits at me, her dominating nature back in full force. "Also, don't think that you're the only one who feels it. If anyone finds out what we did, I wouldn't only lose my job, but I'd probably be arrested, and I would never be able to work again... Quite honestly, my life is in your hands."

I gulp at that. I had totally forgotten the risk that she had taken to do that to me. The consequences I would recieve for what we did would be less harsher than the ones she would get, at the most I would be expelled from school but I could always go to another or be homeschooled whereas she would lose everything. I look up at her with a guilt-ridden look. One part of me wants to admit how much I adore her and her dominant nature but the other part of me wants to lie to her and tell her how I never want to see her again just to protect her.

Miss Adams studies me intently, her eyes searching mine. She can tell that I'm struggling with my conflicted feelings, and she presses forward, her voice soft and pleading.

"Darling, please don't push me away," she says, stepping closer to me again. "I know this situation is complicated and messy, but we can figure it out. Just please, don't shut me out."

I feel a pang in my chest at the pain and desperation in her voice. She's risking everything just to be with me, and I can't help but feel a twinge of guilt at my own selfishness.

"I don't want to shut you out," I admit, my voice barely above a whisper. "But I'm scared, Miss Adams. I don't want to ruin your life."

She reaches out and gently takes my chin in her hand, forcing me to look up at her. Her eyes are full of determination and passion.

"Darling, you're not ruining my life," she says firmly. "I chose this. I knew the risks, and I chose to take them. Because I feel something for you, something stronger than I've ever felt for anyone before. And I don't want to lose that, no matter the cost."

Her words hit me like a ton of bricks. I had always known that Miss Adams was attracted to me, but I had never realized just how strong her feelings were.

"But what about your career? Your future? You could lose everything," I protest, my voice shaking.

She lets out a bitter laugh, her grip on my chin tightening slightly. "My career, my future... They mean nothing to me if I can't be with you," she says fiercely. "And if I do get caught, I'll face the consequences. But I won't regret a single moment we've spent together, darling."

I'm at a loss for words, overwhelmed by her confession. Her conviction and determination are undeniable, and I can't help but feel a flutter of hope in my chest.

But at the same time, that little voice in the back of my mind is still there, whispering that this is wrong, that we should never have gotten involved in the first place.

I raise an eyebrow, a hint of suspicion crossing my face. Miss Adams had already proven herself to be quite the unpredictable character, and I wasn't sure I could trust her completely. She was like a snake in a suit - attractive, suave, and capable of charming anyone. And the idea of bringing her back to my apartment, where we would be alone together without any supervision... Well, that thought both excited and scared me.

Nevertheless, I know that I can't avoid this conversation forever. And if we were to have any chance of resolving this mess, we need to be able to talk openly and honestly.

"Fine," I say, my voice a bit strained. "We can go back to my place. But I'm warning you, don't try anything... untoward."