Damn... she freaked out when I touched her.
After coaxing her to calm down I thought it best to take her home. It's the least I can do.
She's still a little shaken up when I drop her off. As soon as she's in her house I call Mrs Riley and ask if she can keep an eye on her. I then drive home. I need a cold shower.
I didn't want to push Abby into having sex, she's 18, she's a virgin and clearly scared. I pushed her too far earlier when I slipped her underwear aside. I'd of taken her there and then if she wasn't a virgin. She's been on my mind continuously, I can't help punishing her for the smallest things. I want to punish her in sexual ways but it's way too early for that to happen.
I'm hoping she sorts herself out by tomorrow so we can talk. Hopefully getting a good nights rest will ease her anxiety.
I need to know I've not scared her away, that she's not scared of me.
She's a beauty and I won't lie, I want her. If I'd never kissed her in the first place this would never of happened. This all so wrong but it feels so right.
I'd promised myself it wouldn't happen again but I couldn't stop myself. She's so hypnotic. I can't keep myself away. I could stop whatever this is between us but I don't want to. I want to make her mine.
I have some pasta when I get in then head off to bed.
I'd just managed to doze off when my phone rings.
I roll over and answer without looking who's calling
'Mr Sinclair? Mr Sinclair is that you'
'yes' I state tiredly.
'Oh thank goodness it's Abby' my eyes shoot open. 'She's been crying for hours, I can hear her through the joining wall, I've hurt my hip so I can't go over, could you?' She asks.
'sure, don't worry yourself Mrs Riley, get some rest I'll check on Abby'
'thanks dear, bye now'
I'm up and out the bed, chucking clothes and shoes on. I grab my keys and then drive over to Abby's house.
This is irresponsible, I'm her teacher! But I can't help what my heart wants... HER.
I park up haphazardly and walk briskly to her door. I knock and wait for her to answer but she doesn't. I wait a little longer before I bang on the door.
A light flicks on then there's fumbling on the other side, the door opens revealing Abby, tear stricken face, pale white skin, her eyes are puffy and swollen. I can't help myself, I step forward and lock my arms around her.
She starts crying again, I stroke her hair whispering sweet nothings to her. She settles within a few minutes and I shuffle her backwards into the house allowing the front door to close.
I pick her up and walk her through her house. She's catching her breath so I head down the hallway to the kitchen at the end. I can see a cooker from here so I know where to go.
Once in the kitchen I put her down and tell her 'Abby go get a drink' she shuffles around and grabs a glass of water then drinks.
'Better?' I question, she nods. There's a small table to the left so I guide her to the chair.
'Give' I gesture to her glass and grab it, I refill it then sit down with her.
' w.. w..why are you here' she stumbles out.
'Mrs Riley called'.
' why have you been crying?'
She stares blankly then says 'I don't want to talk about it' I try coaxing her,
'Abby you know you can talk to me' her cheeks flame and she looks down.
I grab her chin between my thumb and forefinger and tilt her chin up, we lock eyes
'talk to me, please'
she whimpers 'I'm sorry'
I'm completely dumbfounded 'sorry for what sweetheart?'
'For earlier, I freaked'
I pull her onto my lap and cradle her head
'shh it's okay' I murmur and place a kiss on her forehead. I love the feel of her in my arms. It's like I'm giving her a blanket of protection.
We sit together, hugging in silence for quite some time, until Abby's eyes start drooping
'tired?' I question she nods her head.
'Come' I pick her up and take her into the adjoining living room and lay her down on the sofa. She tells me it's a pull out sofa bed.
I had one growing up so I know how they work. I pull down the side and make it into a bed. There's a blanket in the nearby chair so I grab it and place it over Abby.
'You okay now?' I question, she nods her head. 'I'll see myself out you sleep sweetheart' Abby grabs my hand 'stay'....