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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
21
Views:
18,799
Reviews:
59
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
2
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
A Devastating Blow and Parents Day
The week pasted in a single brightly colored blur. Anna did her homework and class work as if on an autopilot mode. She did not see head nor tail of the headmaster. She saw all three of her admirers during the week but said not a single word to any of them. If they had tried to talk to her she would blush and avert her eyes elsewhere while hurrying away.
Parents day was approaching fast and she had not heard or read anything from her parents, or her sister or even her future brother. No matter how many times she called or emailed her family none of them would reply. This was getting old and annoying. Had they just dropped off of the earth? The headmaster had not attempted to contact her at all and Anna was getting desperate for some sort of sign that her parents hadn’t been murdered or anything.
Saturday had not come fast enough. It had not stopped raining since Tuesday. She had desperately hoped that Saturday would bring sunshine and blue skies but when she awoke to a particularly loud crash of thunder at nine. She sighed and hoped that that was no indication of the events for the day ahead. She got up right after she woke and stared out of the window in the dorm room. The other girls seemed to sleep through the entire morning storm. At ten she got up from her window and took a fast shower. She dressed warmly, but nicely. She didn’t want her parents to think that she had become a slob since she had come to St. Luke’s.
She dressed in nice jeans and one of her button down shirts with her tie. She gazed in a mirror on her way down to the dinning hall and decided that she had made the right choice. She looked older and possibly more mature. She was glad she had decided to put on some make up, something that was rare and even difficult to persuade.
She sat poking at the sandwich she had gotten. Her appetite had evaporated as soon as the parents had begun arriving at 11:30. Sure they were early but most of the students were in the hall. Anna sat at a long table trying to look invisible as she anxiously awaited the arrival of her parents. 11:30 turned to noon and the dinning hall was bustling with faculty, students, and curious parents.
By 12:40 Anna was getting rather nervous. Her parents were known to be strict about being on time and here they were running late. She stared at the floor and waited longer. Finally after another five minutes Anna got up and began to look around. She was in the middle of the noisy crowd and she spotted the headmaster hugging her mother. ‘Did he just kiss her cheek?’ her brain was screaming obscenities. She decided to observe from a distance for a few minutes. She caught bits of the conversation:
“Its so good to have you back, Elaine.”
“St. Luke’s hasn’t changed a bit Jason.” ‘Did she just use his first name??’
“So different.” Anna wanted to slap both of them. They were both grinning so evilly and she wanted in on this conversation. She resisted though and followed them with her eyes.
They were speaking rather intently before the headmaster began to usher her parents out of the hall. In a stealth like way she followed them silently. They walked out of the hall and began towards the headmaster’s office. ‘So wrong.’ her mind screamed as Wise lead Mr. And Mrs. Vaughn to his office. Right before arriving Anna decided enough was enough. She had had it with the obvious flirting her mother was doing. ‘My mother flirting.’ an involuntary shutter racked her. She called out to her mom.
“Mom!” she strolled up to the plump gray haired old woman and hugged her viciously while staring at her headmaster, glaring intently as if to say ‘See she is married and I am her daughter. Get it?’ Her mother pulled away, which was unusual because usually Anna couldn’t breathe and had to tell her mother so. “What?”
“Come on honey, lets discuss things inside.” she walked through the office doors.
Anna looked at her father. He looked crushed, hollow, old. She had never seen the old man look so ancient. He nodded for her to follow and she did. They sat by the fire and stared at the flames for a few moments before her mother spoke. Anna was staring rather intently at her father, the mystery man. The man that had hidden himself behind the newspaper for all of her youth was staring right back at her.
Her eyes stared right back at her. She looked so much like her mother but her eyes were the same as her fathers, bright, large, cat like and blue gems that were her favorite feature about herself. His eyes seemed to brim with anger and was that a tear? Anna had never seem her father look so solemn. She was hurting, aching to know. Her mother wasn’t looking at her and her father was staring at her with pride, regret, pain, but there was something she didn’t recognize.
“Do you have something to tell me?” she asked addressing her mother. “Did something happen? Is it Sammy?” she stood and went to her mother, who was not looking at her. She knelt in front of her and stared with panic in her voice and eyes. “Is Sammy okay?”
“Don’t worry dear, Sammy is fine.” her mother stroked her hair unconsciously “It’s not Sammy.”
“Well what the bloody hell is going on then?” she shouted. They had come here to say something important and yet they weren’t saying anything. “What is going on?” she asked staring at her father.
The old man looked worse than sad. She saw his eyes and before her eyes she flashed back to the night she had left the headmaster’s office in the dead of night. They were green. The same color as when her soul had been ripped out. She stared at him and a tear slid down his cheek.
“Your father and I,” her mother said in a strained calm voice. She hated it when Anna cursed. “Are getting . . .” she looked at Jason who nodded in encouragement. Her mother looked back at her and seemed to be thinking, waiting for the right words, the right second.
“We’re getting a divorce.” Anna heard her father’s broken voice.
Anna’s head snapped around to stare at the man who was now weeping openly. She knew why his eyes had been green. This wasn’t what he wanted. He loved her mother.
“For God’s sake Brandon, get a hold of yourself.” she turned to her daughter who was walking cautiously toward her father. “Honey. . .” Elaine reached for her baby girl.
Anna growled at her and turned back to the sad old man. “Dad?” he did not look up “Daddy, look at me please?” when he did, Anna saw all of his hurt. She felt all the betrayal. She was Elaine’s daughter, not his. “She knelt in front of him now and wiped at one of his tears. “I will always love you. Your wife is a fool to give up someone who loves her so much.” he smiled through the tears and she let a few of her own resentful tears slide down.
“Anna Katherine!” her mother growled
“Shut the hell up woman.” Anna shouted rounding on the plump wretch that would dare call herself a mother. The rain outside was coming down in not only sheets but wool blankets. The wind blew hard and the lightning flashed violently “First you send me here…”she raged
“I graduated from this school and I thought it would be…”her mother roared back at her.
“Then you don’t answer my calls…”
“Best if you had all of the opportunities…”
“Or my emails…”
“That I had and I was hoping that you would be a bit more…”
“And then you pull this complete bullshit…”
“Grateful. And you have always been a bit of a brat but that didn’t stop you from having manners. I thought I taught you better.”
“You are not the only one who matters you utter bitch. This effects me too and Sammy, but I don’t suppose that matters at all.” she stopped and realized something “Grateful?” her throat burned “You think I would be grateful to be yanked from my friends, family, and hometown? You think that this has been easy? You really are idiotic Elaine!” she could tell that had hit a home nerve that her mother guarded closely. Anna had never called her mother by her first name.
“Well I can truly see what kind of brat child I raised. How quaint.”
“Would you shut up Elaine?” her father began “It’s a lot for her to process and I, for one would be worried if she weren’t taking this badly. So let the lady have her say and sit tight. You can rant to your shrink when you go.”
Anna stood stunned. “You see a shrink?” she shouted “You mean all these years I have been listening to you bitch,” her mother shuddered and Anna took pride in it. “and complain about Sammy and you have been seeing a god damned shrink the entire time?” seething she sat down next to her father and glared daggers at her mother.
“That went well.” Jason said quietly.
“Shut up.”
“Watch your manners.” her mother warned.
“What are you going to do old woman?”
“Anna please listen for a moment.” Jason pleaded
“Why the hell should I?”
“Anna.” her father said in a tone so depressing it broke her heart.
“How do you two know each other?” she was staring right at Jason and Elaine.
“Well I was Jason’s teacher when he was here at St. Luke’s.”
“Oh so the abuse started with you?”
“No.” Her father said.
“You knew?” she was stunned. “Did everyone know? Why did no one tell me? What the hell is wrong with you people? Are you like the pedophile society?”
“Anna.”
“No.” she said more harshly than she intended. “You are my father, at least you were.” that had hurt him. She gaped at him. “You are supposed to protect me and how the hell could you let me get. . .get. . .Oh Jesus Christ I can’t say it!”
“Miss Vaughn sit down please?”
“Oh don’t even get me started on you, Jason.” she was on a roll and wasn’t going to let any of them interrupt her. “Damn it.” she had called him by his first name again “Did you know that he was my first?” she pointed accusingly at the headmaster. She saw her father’s eyes dart to her mother and then back at her. “Don’t tell me.” she moaned
“We choose Jason because we knew he would go easy on you.” her father explained “We would rather have had some friend your mother’s and mine, but Elaine insisted that your headmaster would be a suitable first for you.”
Somehow having her father admit that he had had something to do with the torment that she had gone through didn’t seem right. “Oh bloody hell.” she murmured to the ceiling “You’re not supposed to be in on this. Why not just let me get married? Wait and fall in love?” there was a long pause. Anna groaned and slumped to the floor. She still stared at the ceiling.
“Tradition has always been big at St. Luke’s.” Jason said “They were following what they had learned. You should be very grateful.”
“Grateful?” she asked not bothering to hide the anger and sadness that enveloped her “For what? Having my virginity stolen and having my parents in on it and being forced by one of your little pawns?”
“There was a second incident?” her mother asked the headmaster.
“Yes, Elaine.” Anna answered “A boy by the name of Aaron Wilson.”
“Frederick’s boy?” she addressed the headmaster
“Yes.”
“Oh.” she smiled at her daughter “At least he was handsome then.” she smirked.
“Oh go to hell Elaine!” she growled at her mother.
“Was he at least…”
“I think that’s enough of that talk.” her father broke in.
“Fine.” Elaine huffed.
“Well I think that is enough for one day.” her father commented.
“Try a lifetime or eight.” Anna snorted.
“Young lady.” her mother growled.
Anna stood and glared at the graying woman. “Didn’t I already to tell you to shut the hell up and then go to hell? What part of your brain thinks that I will listen to you? Tell me Elaine.”
Mr. Vaughn and (now) Ms. Michaud stood to leave. “Good day then Jason.” her father practically snarled. Anna could tell he wanted to pounce on her headmaster and rip his head and gentiles off. Unfortunately the headmaster stood also.
“Actually,” he said looking quite intently at her.
‘Damn it I forgot. . .’ she thought
“We have one more matter to discuss. You both might wish to sit.”
Her parents looked hesitant to sit, as if anymore news could kill them. Anna also sat, not near any of the ‘adults’ of course, but a leather chair. Her parents looked wounded and a bit sick.
“Now,” Jason sat back on the couch and looked quite comfortable “I am sure you have heard the rumors of the marriage law.”
A/N: Muhuhahahahaha I shall leave it here until I get at least 5 more reviews. Right now I have 20.
Parents day was approaching fast and she had not heard or read anything from her parents, or her sister or even her future brother. No matter how many times she called or emailed her family none of them would reply. This was getting old and annoying. Had they just dropped off of the earth? The headmaster had not attempted to contact her at all and Anna was getting desperate for some sort of sign that her parents hadn’t been murdered or anything.
Saturday had not come fast enough. It had not stopped raining since Tuesday. She had desperately hoped that Saturday would bring sunshine and blue skies but when she awoke to a particularly loud crash of thunder at nine. She sighed and hoped that that was no indication of the events for the day ahead. She got up right after she woke and stared out of the window in the dorm room. The other girls seemed to sleep through the entire morning storm. At ten she got up from her window and took a fast shower. She dressed warmly, but nicely. She didn’t want her parents to think that she had become a slob since she had come to St. Luke’s.
She dressed in nice jeans and one of her button down shirts with her tie. She gazed in a mirror on her way down to the dinning hall and decided that she had made the right choice. She looked older and possibly more mature. She was glad she had decided to put on some make up, something that was rare and even difficult to persuade.
She sat poking at the sandwich she had gotten. Her appetite had evaporated as soon as the parents had begun arriving at 11:30. Sure they were early but most of the students were in the hall. Anna sat at a long table trying to look invisible as she anxiously awaited the arrival of her parents. 11:30 turned to noon and the dinning hall was bustling with faculty, students, and curious parents.
By 12:40 Anna was getting rather nervous. Her parents were known to be strict about being on time and here they were running late. She stared at the floor and waited longer. Finally after another five minutes Anna got up and began to look around. She was in the middle of the noisy crowd and she spotted the headmaster hugging her mother. ‘Did he just kiss her cheek?’ her brain was screaming obscenities. She decided to observe from a distance for a few minutes. She caught bits of the conversation:
“Its so good to have you back, Elaine.”
“St. Luke’s hasn’t changed a bit Jason.” ‘Did she just use his first name??’
“So different.” Anna wanted to slap both of them. They were both grinning so evilly and she wanted in on this conversation. She resisted though and followed them with her eyes.
They were speaking rather intently before the headmaster began to usher her parents out of the hall. In a stealth like way she followed them silently. They walked out of the hall and began towards the headmaster’s office. ‘So wrong.’ her mind screamed as Wise lead Mr. And Mrs. Vaughn to his office. Right before arriving Anna decided enough was enough. She had had it with the obvious flirting her mother was doing. ‘My mother flirting.’ an involuntary shutter racked her. She called out to her mom.
“Mom!” she strolled up to the plump gray haired old woman and hugged her viciously while staring at her headmaster, glaring intently as if to say ‘See she is married and I am her daughter. Get it?’ Her mother pulled away, which was unusual because usually Anna couldn’t breathe and had to tell her mother so. “What?”
“Come on honey, lets discuss things inside.” she walked through the office doors.
Anna looked at her father. He looked crushed, hollow, old. She had never seen the old man look so ancient. He nodded for her to follow and she did. They sat by the fire and stared at the flames for a few moments before her mother spoke. Anna was staring rather intently at her father, the mystery man. The man that had hidden himself behind the newspaper for all of her youth was staring right back at her.
Her eyes stared right back at her. She looked so much like her mother but her eyes were the same as her fathers, bright, large, cat like and blue gems that were her favorite feature about herself. His eyes seemed to brim with anger and was that a tear? Anna had never seem her father look so solemn. She was hurting, aching to know. Her mother wasn’t looking at her and her father was staring at her with pride, regret, pain, but there was something she didn’t recognize.
“Do you have something to tell me?” she asked addressing her mother. “Did something happen? Is it Sammy?” she stood and went to her mother, who was not looking at her. She knelt in front of her and stared with panic in her voice and eyes. “Is Sammy okay?”
“Don’t worry dear, Sammy is fine.” her mother stroked her hair unconsciously “It’s not Sammy.”
“Well what the bloody hell is going on then?” she shouted. They had come here to say something important and yet they weren’t saying anything. “What is going on?” she asked staring at her father.
The old man looked worse than sad. She saw his eyes and before her eyes she flashed back to the night she had left the headmaster’s office in the dead of night. They were green. The same color as when her soul had been ripped out. She stared at him and a tear slid down his cheek.
“Your father and I,” her mother said in a strained calm voice. She hated it when Anna cursed. “Are getting . . .” she looked at Jason who nodded in encouragement. Her mother looked back at her and seemed to be thinking, waiting for the right words, the right second.
“We’re getting a divorce.” Anna heard her father’s broken voice.
Anna’s head snapped around to stare at the man who was now weeping openly. She knew why his eyes had been green. This wasn’t what he wanted. He loved her mother.
“For God’s sake Brandon, get a hold of yourself.” she turned to her daughter who was walking cautiously toward her father. “Honey. . .” Elaine reached for her baby girl.
Anna growled at her and turned back to the sad old man. “Dad?” he did not look up “Daddy, look at me please?” when he did, Anna saw all of his hurt. She felt all the betrayal. She was Elaine’s daughter, not his. “She knelt in front of him now and wiped at one of his tears. “I will always love you. Your wife is a fool to give up someone who loves her so much.” he smiled through the tears and she let a few of her own resentful tears slide down.
“Anna Katherine!” her mother growled
“Shut the hell up woman.” Anna shouted rounding on the plump wretch that would dare call herself a mother. The rain outside was coming down in not only sheets but wool blankets. The wind blew hard and the lightning flashed violently “First you send me here…”she raged
“I graduated from this school and I thought it would be…”her mother roared back at her.
“Then you don’t answer my calls…”
“Best if you had all of the opportunities…”
“Or my emails…”
“That I had and I was hoping that you would be a bit more…”
“And then you pull this complete bullshit…”
“Grateful. And you have always been a bit of a brat but that didn’t stop you from having manners. I thought I taught you better.”
“You are not the only one who matters you utter bitch. This effects me too and Sammy, but I don’t suppose that matters at all.” she stopped and realized something “Grateful?” her throat burned “You think I would be grateful to be yanked from my friends, family, and hometown? You think that this has been easy? You really are idiotic Elaine!” she could tell that had hit a home nerve that her mother guarded closely. Anna had never called her mother by her first name.
“Well I can truly see what kind of brat child I raised. How quaint.”
“Would you shut up Elaine?” her father began “It’s a lot for her to process and I, for one would be worried if she weren’t taking this badly. So let the lady have her say and sit tight. You can rant to your shrink when you go.”
Anna stood stunned. “You see a shrink?” she shouted “You mean all these years I have been listening to you bitch,” her mother shuddered and Anna took pride in it. “and complain about Sammy and you have been seeing a god damned shrink the entire time?” seething she sat down next to her father and glared daggers at her mother.
“That went well.” Jason said quietly.
“Shut up.”
“Watch your manners.” her mother warned.
“What are you going to do old woman?”
“Anna please listen for a moment.” Jason pleaded
“Why the hell should I?”
“Anna.” her father said in a tone so depressing it broke her heart.
“How do you two know each other?” she was staring right at Jason and Elaine.
“Well I was Jason’s teacher when he was here at St. Luke’s.”
“Oh so the abuse started with you?”
“No.” Her father said.
“You knew?” she was stunned. “Did everyone know? Why did no one tell me? What the hell is wrong with you people? Are you like the pedophile society?”
“Anna.”
“No.” she said more harshly than she intended. “You are my father, at least you were.” that had hurt him. She gaped at him. “You are supposed to protect me and how the hell could you let me get. . .get. . .Oh Jesus Christ I can’t say it!”
“Miss Vaughn sit down please?”
“Oh don’t even get me started on you, Jason.” she was on a roll and wasn’t going to let any of them interrupt her. “Damn it.” she had called him by his first name again “Did you know that he was my first?” she pointed accusingly at the headmaster. She saw her father’s eyes dart to her mother and then back at her. “Don’t tell me.” she moaned
“We choose Jason because we knew he would go easy on you.” her father explained “We would rather have had some friend your mother’s and mine, but Elaine insisted that your headmaster would be a suitable first for you.”
Somehow having her father admit that he had had something to do with the torment that she had gone through didn’t seem right. “Oh bloody hell.” she murmured to the ceiling “You’re not supposed to be in on this. Why not just let me get married? Wait and fall in love?” there was a long pause. Anna groaned and slumped to the floor. She still stared at the ceiling.
“Tradition has always been big at St. Luke’s.” Jason said “They were following what they had learned. You should be very grateful.”
“Grateful?” she asked not bothering to hide the anger and sadness that enveloped her “For what? Having my virginity stolen and having my parents in on it and being forced by one of your little pawns?”
“There was a second incident?” her mother asked the headmaster.
“Yes, Elaine.” Anna answered “A boy by the name of Aaron Wilson.”
“Frederick’s boy?” she addressed the headmaster
“Yes.”
“Oh.” she smiled at her daughter “At least he was handsome then.” she smirked.
“Oh go to hell Elaine!” she growled at her mother.
“Was he at least…”
“I think that’s enough of that talk.” her father broke in.
“Fine.” Elaine huffed.
“Well I think that is enough for one day.” her father commented.
“Try a lifetime or eight.” Anna snorted.
“Young lady.” her mother growled.
Anna stood and glared at the graying woman. “Didn’t I already to tell you to shut the hell up and then go to hell? What part of your brain thinks that I will listen to you? Tell me Elaine.”
Mr. Vaughn and (now) Ms. Michaud stood to leave. “Good day then Jason.” her father practically snarled. Anna could tell he wanted to pounce on her headmaster and rip his head and gentiles off. Unfortunately the headmaster stood also.
“Actually,” he said looking quite intently at her.
‘Damn it I forgot. . .’ she thought
“We have one more matter to discuss. You both might wish to sit.”
Her parents looked hesitant to sit, as if anymore news could kill them. Anna also sat, not near any of the ‘adults’ of course, but a leather chair. Her parents looked wounded and a bit sick.
“Now,” Jason sat back on the couch and looked quite comfortable “I am sure you have heard the rumors of the marriage law.”
A/N: Muhuhahahahaha I shall leave it here until I get at least 5 more reviews. Right now I have 20.