Author's Note: Sorry for the wait guys, I was in the hospital a bit and I've been sick. I hope you like this chapter, even though it may or may not be what you're expecting. Don't worry, the saga isn't over yet!! As always, please comment, vote, and/or send feedback. Thanks for reading!!
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It was hard to get over Jonah. Actually, she still wasn't over him. Lori had tried to switch her bio class but her guidance counselor wouldn't hear of it. She was stuck staring at her hot teacher for the rest of the year. At least it was pretty much half over. It was torture, but at least it would be over soon. School sucked anyway, right?
Today was just another Monday. Lori trudged through third period. None of her friends other than Kelsey really tried to talk to her anymore. For the past month she'd been like a zombie. It had been a while since she'd even straightened her hair or put on more than a few swipes of makeup. As hard as she tried, she still couldn't get over him.
Once she got to Biology, she didn't even care; it was useless. In the past month there had been no smoldering glances and no phone calls. It was like that weekend never happened, like maybe she had dreamt it all. She hadn't dreamt it though, she knew because she still had his shirt and boxers stuffed in her underwear drawer.
Jonah still looked as gorgeous as ever. His hair was a little longer and he didn't look like he was in a rush to cut it. There were some days where he came in with 5 o'clock shadow. It only made him look sexier. He looked a little leaner too, but he was still muscular. She couldn't help but remember what he looked like when he fucked her.
He paid her no special attention. If he looked at her, it was like he was just looking straight through her. When the bell rang, she was more than ready to leave. She rushed out into the hallway and took in a deep breath.
What was she letting him do to her? She had to move on, didn't she? Lori asked herself these questions every day, and she still didn't have answers. She either had to do something to make him see they should be together, or she had to get over him. It made her feel stupid, but Lori still had a little spark of hope left.
That night she decided to stop by his house. She took his clothes with her with the excuse that she was returning them. She felt a little bit like a stalker, but she wasn't. Jonah had wanted her back, and maybe he still did.
Lori made a few wrong turns before she could remember her way back to his house. She parked a little down the street and grabbed his t-shirt and boxers. She was on her way up his front walk when she saw movement through the bay window. Quietly, she made her way closer. What she saw made it very hard for her to swallow.
Jonah and some woman were kissing and undressing each other in his living room. The sight nearly broke her heart. The woman was blonde, and though Lori didn't want to admit it, the woman was very beautiful. Something about her was very familiar, but she couldn't figure it out.
The couple seemed like night and day: Jonah was dark and moved like a predator while the woman was fair-haired and panting like wild prey. The lucky bitch must have had a long dry spell; she looked like she was aching for some cock. Lori hated her. She didn't care who she was, she hated her for getting what she wanted.
Lori tried not to make any noise as she crept closer to the window. The couple turned, and recognition hit. It was Ms. Stuart, another teacher at her school. What the fuck was Jonah doing? Fucking a student wasn't enough? He just had to fuck a teacher and break her heart as a bonus? Lori wanted to hate him. She wished she could, but she couldn't. However, that didn't stop her from wanting to attack him like an angry banshee.
She didn't want to watch any longer, yet she couldn't stop. The sight was like a car accident; no matter how hard it was to look at or how much it made your stomach turn over, you just couldn't look away. It made her sick and turned her on at the same time. How could she not be turned on by Jonah's sexy body?
