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Educating Thalia

Collaboration by @avenger-nerd-mom & @devikafernando

AU FICTION

Chapter 38

A collaboration involving Professor Hiddleston and Professor Evans- The two are rivals at a posh New England university and have no idea they both have taken interest in the lovely Thalia Bareo. She’s a grad student with interests in language and history; a sassy full-figured Puerto Rican girl from Chicago.  Story updates are posted on Wednesdays and Sundays.

Word count: 1424

Warnings:  Language, Adult Situations, anger, jealousy

Summary: After leaving Tom’s office, Thalia faces Chris.

Click here for intro to Educating Thalia

Marching down the hallway, Thalia ignores when Professor Kent calls out her name from the faculty lounge as she passes by.  Jesus fuckin’ Christ.  She’s already got two staff members falling at her feet, she doesn’t need another one.  Her excited high from finding out about Paris is slowly being replaced with a headache as she runs up the back stairway to the next floor.  She knows it’s her fault, but Chris takes some of the blame for this explosion.  Opening the door, she feigns an air of professionalism as she enters the wing established for the History Department.  Students and professors are milling about, finishing up meetings and waiting for the next class sessions to begin.

Eying Chris at the end of the hall, she makes her way to him, her heart pounding in anger with each step.  She can’t mistake the swollen lip or the spot of dried blood on his shirt collar. Jesus, did the men actually come to blows about it?  He spies her and enters his office, trying to shut her out, but she gets her foot in the door before he can close it.

“Leave, Thalia.  I’m not in the mood.”  His voice drips with venom as he crosses the small room, plopping down on the couch.  Thalia realizes he’s clutching an ice pack in his large hand, holding it tenderly to his jaw.  She’s torn between caring for him or raining down hellfire.

Her anger wins.

“What the fuck did you do?” she seethes, her husky tone low to avoid traveling through thin walls.  “What gave you the right to open your damn mouth?”

The sassy Latina wants to throw something; to hit him- and he sits in silence, but she can see his anger raging too.

A heated flash of hate sex floats in her mind.  She shifts her weight from foot to foot to alleviate the ache between her legs.

Leaning forward, he rests his elbows on his knees, the blood pulsing through the veins in his neck.  Hot as fuck.  His dilated pupils tell her he’s thinking the same thing and debating his next step.

“I know what you’re doing… I told you to get out.  I don’t wanna do this.  You had your fun, and I don’t want to be a pawn in this sick little game any more.”  He adjusts the legs of his tight jeans and his hard on is obvious.  His words might be what his brain thinks but his body is telling her something else.

“Fuck that, Chris.  We started as a one night stand.  A quick lay from a night in the bar; that’s what you were looking for right?  Someone to ease your pain?  I was fuckable; no one else was around.  I told you I was with someone else; but you stuck around.  You got what you wanted, when you wanted it.  You’re just pissed because of who it is.”  She scoffs.  “You had to have known it wasn’t some college boy teaching me those tricks.  You benefited from it, so what the fuck is your problem?”  Her tone slices coldly through the air.  She bites back the bile in her throat at thinking of herself or their relationship in that way.

“I just can’t.  Thalia, you know… you know I wasn’t just looking for a quick fuck every now and then..  It just… It sickens me to think you were down there, practically right below where I sit now, fucking him on his desk,” his words are fire and wound her. “That’s the part that pisses me off, you being his fuck toy and-”

“Chris, it’s not like-”

Slamming his fist down on the table he lifts his eyes to her.  “The hell it isn’t!  It is…. The bruises?  Your insecurities?  It makes me sick.  I just wanna go to the dean and report his shit and-”

His anger takes hold as he jumps up from his seated position.  Instead of moving back like she had with Tom she steps forward. She’s not afraid of his fury, his passion.  She wants to feed off it…

In her heels, she’s right at his eye level and she can feel the heat rolling off him. Blood boils and a thrill of rage snakes through her stomach.  “Fuck that.  That’s bullshit and we both know it.  That would take all three of us down and ruin all chances of any of us working in academia ever again.  Say it, Chris.  Say what really fucking has you pissed.”

She knows.  She needs to hear it.  Wants to hear it.

“You fucked him; you were fucking him the whole time we were building… something together.  I don’t know what?  I never thought I’d fucking fall in-  No.  Out.  Get out.” Grabbing her by the left arm, he pulls her to the door.  But not before she saw it all written on his beautifully chiseled face.

When she jerks away from him, his voice rises in outrage.  “Oh, so he’s allowed to grab you, throw you around a little and leave bruises, but I can’t?”

“You asshole… That’s not it, that’s not how it happens any more than how you leave bruises on my hips.”  Tugging on her hair in frustration her fingers tangle in the curls, and she growls.  “Dammit, you’re being a dick.  You didn’t even give me the chance to tell him.  Instead you went charging in like… like a meatball frat boy.”  She tips her chin, using it to point at the blood on his shirt collar.  “Who threw the first punch?”

“Fucker, hit harder than I thought he would.”  He rubs his jaw, flinching at the pain. “Fighting for your honor, I suppose.  But really, you’ve been pretty open with me, I guess I kinda assumed he knew, so on that point, and that point only, I’ll apologize.  Yea, it was a shitty thing to do. I’m sorry.”

She purses her lips together.  “And just exactly where did this display of testosterone take place?”

He rolls his eyes.  “Down in line to check out books.”  His tone drops, a tinge of embarrassment in the words.

“Oh, Jesus, Chris!  How fuckin’ stupid? In front of students?  Faculty?  You’re a selfish ass, you know that?  You didn’t even give me a chance… And now?  Now?”  Her voice raises, shaking her head in disgust.  “I feel like I don’t even know who you are.  I didn’t expect you to get all territorial.  I know you’re mad, but you should have talked to me.  I deserved that much.  I’m a little fuckin’ pissed at you right now too, and -”

“Go.” Opening the door, he gives her a little shove, depositing her into the hallway.  “Go before we both say things we don’t mean.  Maybe I’ll feel different when I calm down, but right now I just need space.”

He shuts the door on her, leaving her to stare at it in disbelief.

Love.  He was going to say love.

And the daily question returns to twist in her brain: what the hell am I doing?

#

Two drinks and she knows it’s time to head home.  The headache from her eventful day held on with biting teeth and the alcohol isn’t easing the sting.  But she feels numb, just numb enough to crawl into her bed alone.  To cry herself to sleep because she knows her sheets smell like Chris’s cologne.  The scent seems to linger now, even after washing the bedding so many times.  She wonders how Tom never noticed it, but then again, they’d never had sex in her bed.  Except for a few recent movie nights, he’d never really spent time in her place.

She readies her keys as she crosses the deserted street.  It’s late enough she figures someone else already let Tina inside for the night.  Some lights are still on above in one of the neighbor’s apartments, but the older building seems a little rundown in the moonlight.  A car passes and honks at her, not that she was really in the way of the traffic.  She exhales into the cold night and the smell of booze assaults her nose, causing it to scrunch up.  Running her tongue over her teeth she decides the first task when entering her apartment will be to brush her teeth.

Opening the door she walks into the lit stairwell.  She stops to check her mailbox, not paying attention to the door closing behind her.  She thinks about her yellow toothbrush in the cabinet.  Next to the blue one Chris uses.

She jumps when the slurred voice behind her issues his greeting.  “Hey, sweetheart.  Got some love for me?”

Click here to read Chapter 39 Emergency

WARNING- THE NEXT CHAPTER COULD FEATURE DETAILS THAT ARE TRIGGERING TO SOME INDIVIDUALS.  IF YOU HAVE CONCERNS BEFORE READING THE CHAPTER, PLEASE CONTACT THE AUTHORS

 Copyright © 2017  avenger-nerd-mom and devikafernando.  All rights reserved. Intellectual property of avenger-nerd-mom

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3 thoughts on “Rage

  1. deathbyukmen July 12, 2017 / 5:24 pm

    Educating Thalia
    Rage
    Again I will start off with back away if language is a problem for you….cuz shit is going to get real……….soon!

    First the title….. oh shit is going to get thrown! Fists, words, feelings, just a lot of shit!

    Thalia ‘Marching’ down the hall, I would not want to be at the receiving end of Thalia’s wrath! I had to giggle at this [She’s already got two staff members falling at her feet, she doesn’t need another one.] oh to have two alpha studs fighting over you…..and they look like Tom and Chris, oh what a wonderful thing! So HOT! But we all know what happens when two alpha primates get into a territory dispute, shit gets thrown!

    Yes, [She knows it’s her fault, but Chris takes some of the blame for this explosion.] Thalia understands that this is so her fault, with her lack of disclosure to Tom, and that she does need to talk with Chris about this and his involvement in the cluster fuck that just happened! That chat should go well, *grabs a power bar, I have a feeling I will need to keep up my energy for this!*

    Shut the front door, at work, she is going to deal with this now…….[Eying Chris at the end of the hall, she makes her way to him, her heart pounding in anger with each step.] Shit, Shit, Shit…….

    [She can’t mistake the swollen lip or the spot of dried blood on his shirt collar. Jesus, did the men actually come to blows about it?] Oh sweet naive Thalia…..she is surprised that two Alpha males fighting over territory/property and fists were thrown….. of course more than words would be thrown!

    This, I actually giggled [ He spies her and enters his office, trying to shut her out, but she gets her foot in the door before he can close it.] See Chris is a smart smart smart man, run-away from the pissed off woman! Maybe even throw some chocolates to distract her while you hop away scared and afraid! Shit, like I said I would not want to face Thalia pissed off either!

    This…..[“Leave, Thalia. I’m not in the mood.”] oh please, what man is not in the mood, angry sex leaps to my mind…..okay leaped maybe not the right word….Maybe more like kicking and screaming would be more appropriate for angry sex!

    Wow, Tom really did get in a solid hit, bloody and bruised lip! When Thalia notices that, love this reaction [ She’s torn between caring for him or raining down hellfire.] *secretly hoping she goes with HELLFIRE!*

    [Her anger wins.] Yes, you go girl, go reign down the fires of hell…..he had no right to do what he did! *feels a tap on my shoulder, looks over, it is the other side of this cluster-fuck, remember if she was honest with Tom and in some way Chris in the first place, Chris would not of been so territorial and would not of gone off shooting his mouth! So true, let’s just hope that when she reigns down fire and brimstone, she is at least fair about it! Meaning only focusing on the issue, do not drag in anything else!

    [“What the fuck did you do?” she seethes, her husky tone low to avoid traveling through thin walls. “What gave you the right to open your damn mouth?”] well that was right on topic! Good job keeping it to only the cluster-fuck topic! Let’s see if it stays that way….

    But wait, what is this [she can see his anger raging too.] why is Chris raging??? She was the one he threw under the bus. Is he just mad cuz prissy Brit boy knows how to throw a punch? That by ignoring her for a week threw her right into his arms again? That the other boy is his biggest rival? Maybe he is pissed off at how he acted like a major jackass at the Gala? Or it could be a combination of one or all of the above! *takes another bit of the power bar, have a feeling it is about to go down!*

    What……yep……that is what I thought I read! [A heated flash of hate sex floats in her mind] *me wanting to scream, oh Thalia do not forget where you are at…..in a professors office on campus, hate sex, good luck trying to keep that quiet! Plus you need to say your piece first!

    And Chris…..oh your animal base urges are showing [ Hot as fuck. His dilated pupils tell her he’s thinking the same thing and debating his next step.] oh looks like all of the blood has not rushed to his head, just a little is still being used for his brain!!!! [I know what you’re doing… I told you to get out. I don’t wanna do this. You had your fun, and I don’t want to be a pawn in this sick little game any more.”] Yes, so true from his point of view, she had her cake and was eating it too! Plus she was honest with him, but not with Tom….what else may she be hiding?

    Oh, Thalia……..this is getting into more than Chris just opening his mouth! This is not playing fair! [Fuck that, Chris. We started as a one night stand. A quick lay from a night in the bar; that’s what you were looking for right? Someone to ease your pain? I was fuckable; no one else was around. I told you I was with someone else; but you stuck around. You got what you wanted, when you wanted it. You’re just pissed because of who it is.” She scoffs.] yes, this all is true, how you got together, but you were a willing participant too. Throwing this in his face not cool!

    Then she takes another stab at him [You had to have known it wasn’t some college boy teaching me those tricks. You benefited from it, so what the fuck is your problem?”] oh you did not go there! This is now more than a fuck you for opening your mouth! This is frustration, pain and maybe a little embarrassment! Frustration in that she was not the one to break it to Tom, if she ever was! Pain in that she now could lose Tom and Chris, and she still does not know which will hurt more in loosing. Embarrassment as she was called out as a liar and cheater! So now she is lashing out and unleashing everything out at once!

    Then Chris trying to save himself, he knows he fucked up! Capital F, Capital U! He goes and says this: [That’s the part that pisses me off, you being his fuck toy and-”] now you Chris just sound like a jealous dick! You knew she was with another boy…..and you were stupid to think she was not fucking him too! Now you are throwing this into her face, Dude, You at least knew about the other boy, and it was your choice to stay! She gave you that much respect!

    [The hell it isn’t! It is…. The bruises? Your insecurities? It makes me sick. I just wanna go to the dean and report his shit and-”] Oh now we are getting to the meat of Chris’s issues, he does not understand the lifestyle and before educating himself, he just spouts off about it! And Chris of you go running to the dean, you may as well pack up your office as well buddy! Good for Thalia to bring this key point up [how you leave bruises on my hips.”] yes, in the throws of passion, bumps and bruises can and will happen!

    Love how she feels equal to him, she does not back down from him! And she calls him out on his bullshit [Fuck that. That’s bullshit and we both know it. That would take all three of us down and ruin all chances of any of us working in academia ever again. Say it, Chris. Say what really fucking has you pissed.”] yes, time to really get to your feelings! Time to clear things up, not the most adult way, but it will work! Still this was not the time of place for this……

    Wow, news flash Chris, YOU KNEW she was with someone else before you, and that she was still with you after the fact! [“You fucked him; you were fucking him the whole time we were building… something together. I don’t know what? I never thought I’d fucking fall in- No. Out. Get out.] Chris you dumb-ass!

    See even Thalia agrees [You asshole…] and this [Dammit, you’re being a dick.] yes, yes he is….[You didn’t even give me the chance to tell him. Instead you went charging in like… like a meatball frat boy.” She tips her chin, using it to point at the blood on his shirt collar. “Who threw the first punch?”] Finally Thalia gets to the reason she went marching up to find him! But really why is she mad? Mad that he told him and she didn’t? Mad that she got caught? Mad that now she may lose both? She needs to figure out why she is mad! Then to ask who threw the first punch? Why, does it matter? It is not like who ever threw the first punch wins you as a prize? Wait till she finds out Tom did, because one Chris was a dick and basically was putting you down. Two, Tom was blindsided and was just told he was not your only lover! Three, Chris was just being a dick and just needed to be punched. Survey says……..all of the above!

    And there we have it, Chris admitting to all three options! He was besmirching your name, he knows that he blindsided Tom, and he is a dick! [“Fighting for your honor, I suppose. But really, you’ve been pretty open with me, I guess I kinda assumed he knew, so on that point, and that point only, I’ll apologize. Yea, it was a shitty thing to do. I’m sorry.”].

    Then when she finds out that this happened on campus!!! Yes the two boys are bloody idiots!

    Chris telling her to go, yep too late now, a lot of shit was said…..but the biggest piece not!! He needs space, jackass you just had a week of space and then you show back up and not even 24hours release all kinds of a shit storm!

    This: [Love. He was going to say love.] wow no shit Sherlock…… welcome to the party, table for one, now serving crow! Chris Chris Chris Mr cluster-fuck…..love should of been brought up a week ago, at the cabin, before you needed your week of space!

    Oh Thalia, drowning your sorrows is never the answer! Woman up, if you were honest in the beginning, the cluster-fuck would not of happened! But really girl, think about it…. if Tom was just in it for sex, would he of been so upset? The same could be said of Chris….Feelings are very deep here with both boys! Not sure if either will be able to over look your transgressions!

    Here is where I think even she is leaning towards Chris more than Tom….[She thinks about her yellow toothbrush in the cabinet. Next to the blue one Chris uses.] Chris broke the barrier, they were already playing house!

    Then you go and leave this here!
    She jumps when the slurred voice behind her issues his greeting. “Hey, sweetheart. Got some love for me?”
    Ooh, insert ominous music here….WHO THE HELL IS THIS!!!!!!
    So many options….. to obvious Tom, then the other obvious Chris…..or it could just be a drunk or frat boy from the bar that followed her! This can go so many ways……I can not wait till Sunday to find out!!!!!!!

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    • avenger-nerd-mom July 12, 2017 / 6:23 pm

      I’m so blessed to have you as a reader and reviewer. Thank you so much, luv

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