Entangled in A Forbidden Affair

KATHLEEN'S P.O.V.

Staring up at the ceiling, I feel hollow inside as I dread the day ahead of me. Summer couldn't have gone by quicker, and now I had to face reality. A reality that I despised, Landon cheating on me with the person I had thought to be my best friend, someone whom I had grown to love and trust, Kiara. I had caught them together during the ending of last semester when I had forgotten to pick up an assignment that was due for submission. I could still clearly remember that day as if it were yesterday.

***flashback***

"Shoot, Dr. Kristoff's assignment. Well this is going to be bloody inconvenient, what the hell am I supposed to do?" I groan lowly while massaging the creases on my forehead, dreading having to walk all the way back to my apartment and then back to school. Perhaps I could call Kiara. Nodding to myself, I fish out my phone and dial her number, but she doesn't pick up, bummer. Not having any other option than to go back, I begin my journey back to my apartment.

Unlocking the door, I'm about to call out to Kiara when I hear all-too-familiar sounds. Ahh, that's why she didn't pick up, the horny bitch. Shaking my head with a slight chuckle, I head into my room and pick up my due assignment, but on my way out I'm halted in my tracks by a very familiar piece of clothing on the floor. Is that Landon's? It couldn't possibly be; I mean, it was possible that Kiara's lover had the same piece of clothing, right? Right.

However, I had this nagging feeling that something wasn't right and the urge to check surged within me. As I drew closer to her room, the moaning sounds intensified, and my heartbeat increased at the sounds. A voice I knew all too well.

"Oh fuck, Kiara, yeah, just like that. God, you're fucking sexy." No, no, no, no, it couldn't possibly be. But deep down, a voice in my head told me it was very possible. Needing to quell my doubts, I fling open the door only to be met with a sight that shattered my heart completely. Kiara riding Landon like her life depended on it. Tears blurred my vision as I staggered against the wall, the sound alerting them of my presence as Landon hurriedly threw Kiara, who let out a surprised gasp, off him.

"Baby..."

"Kathleen," they said simultaneously with wide eyes. My mouth opened and closed, trying to form the words that I couldn't seem to voice out. Unable to look at them anymore, clutching my assignment tightly, I flee from the scene, unable to control my tears.

But as I drifted farther and farther away from the scene, I could only think of one question. Why?

***end of flashback***

Letting out a huff, I slip the covers off me as I roll out of bed. It was all in the past; no need crying over spilled milk.

Stepping out of the shower with a towel wrapped around me after a bath, I head towards the mini-closet, going through my clothes as I try to select my outfit for the day. I finally settle on a black and red plaid miniskirt, a black bodycon top, and black knee-high boots. It didn't take me long to dry my body and hair, which I style in a loose high ponytail with strands of hair falling at the side, framing my face. Staring at my reflection in the mirror, I nodded in satisfaction; I felt gorgeous. Slinging my bag over my shoulder, I head out to campus after locking the door behind me.

The distance between campus and my new apartment was roughly thirty minutes; I had an extra ten minutes to spare. Entering my classroom, I recognize a few friendly faces from my last semester whom I wave at. Settling into one of the seats far back, I plug in my ears, waiting for the class to start until someone plops down onto the seat next to me, waving their hand in my face.

"Hi, Katherine, right?" A beautiful Caucasian girl with black and green-streaked hair smiled at me. She was gorgeous.

"Hi, um, it's actually Kathleen." I smiled back as she made an oshape with her mouth.

"I'm sorry, I thought it was Katherine."

"Yeah, it's fine; I get that a lot."

"Right, I'm so sorry for coming onto you like this, but I have to say, you're really pretty. And I so love your hair; is it the natural color?"

"Thanks, you too. And yeah, it's my natural color." And just like that we were able to hit it off. Her name's Alexia, Lexi for short, and she was really cheery. We hadn't even noticed how far spent the time had been; neither had we noticed how quickly the class got filled up, as we were too deep in our conversations. Soon enough, the professor walked in, and I must say he looked a bit too young to be a professor. His strides were downright confident as his polished shoes clicked against the floors. Placing his briefcase on the table, he turned to face the crowd with his hands in the pockets of his slacks.

"Good morning, my name's Xavier Dawson, but you'll address me as Professor Dawson. I'll be taking you on advanced literature." He spoke, his deep voice traveling across the room as he continued to ramble on. Lexi leaned close to me.

"Damn, he's hot. I'd totally fuck him." My jaw drops at her crude words as I look at her.

"Lexi, he's our professor."

"Yeah, well, he's human, and he's fine as fuck. But you'd totally agree with me that he's fine as fuck, yeah?"

To be completely honest, I totally agreed with her; his looks were to die for. Pairing with the 5 o'clock shadow look? He was panty-dropping gorgeous. Although Lexi didn't need to know that I fancied him, I had a feeling she'd never let me hear the end of it.

Shaking my head in amusement, "I have-"

"Would you ladies mind sharing your conversation with the class?" A firm voice calls out, and that instantly gets me to shut up as I turn my head to look at him. He and the rest of the class were already looking at us.

"Uh...I...uh..." I stammer, chuckling awkwardly.

"Cat got your tongue?" My cheeks flamed in embarrassment as the rest of the class laughed quietly; luckily for me, Lexi was quick to speak up.

"Sorry, Professor Dawson, we were just talking about how hot the weather is." I couldn't help but read the double meaning into Lexi's words, especially when she emphasized the word 'hot.' The little fucker, the bloody weather was warm, borderline chilly.

"Mmm, right. So as I was saying..."

Lexi and I shared knowing looks as we let out quiet giggles; I was so looking forward to this new semester with her.