Hot for Teacher

Hot for Teacher
Chapter 8 - The Past

Colgate ran down the road towards Cheerilee's house, feeling like she was running on air. It was here, really, truly. One of the best days of her life, and it was all hers now. She had to tell someone, and she knew just who would appreciate it the most.

"Cheerilee!" she cried out, despite being a full two blocks away. She just couldn't keep it in any longer. She had to let it out. She picked up her pace, breaking into a nearly full sprint for the last leg. She just had to get there, just had to...

Closing the distance at full pent, Colgate nearly slammed into Cheerilee's door, banging on it like a madwoman. She just kept thumping and thumping until she heard footsteps on the other side and the lock slid open.

"What is i- Oh, Colgate, I wasn't expecting you." Cheerilee stood at the door, looking surprised, but not unhappy. 'Is something the matter?"

"Great news!" Colgate said, stepping into Cheerilee's hallway.

"Ohh, do tell," Cheerilee replied, nearly squealing like a schoolgirl. She was in a really chipper mood, Colgate noticed, but she just figured it was her own mood being infectious.

"Minty Fresh offered me a job when my internship is over!' Colgate exclaimed, holding up the piece of paper with the formal offer of a job written on it.

Cheerilee took the piece of paper and skimmed over it quickly, taking in the congratulations extended towards Colgate for her excellent performance during her internship, and offering her a part time position with the clinic upon completion of her degree with the intent of training her up to a full time employee. At the end of it all was the formal signature of Minty Fresh's manager.

"That great, Colgate!" Cheerilee was overjoyed at her announcement. She had known that Colgate was going to do well, ever since she had met her years before, but news like this was always welcome. "And it gets better."

Colgate paused for a moment, not sure what could be better than her being offered her dream job.

Cheerilee's smile widened. "I've, well, I've met someone."

Colgate squeed in delight at the news. Cheerilee was a good woman, and she deserved to find someone. They had both always agreed that what they were doing here was never more than just a casual arrangement. But then why did she feel like she was going to be sick?

Cheerilee took her hands. "He's here already. He's just up in the shower right now, getting cleaned up. He'll be down in a couple of minutes. I sure you will like him; he's been kind and attentive and he's from a really good family. His parents especially are known as great patrons of the arts and pillars of the community.

"He sounds wonderful, Colgate said, happy for Cheerilee.

A creak on the stairs above them signalled that someone was coming down. Cheerilee looked up in delight while Colgate just waited to see who the lucky man was who had snagged such a prize as Cheerilee was.

The moment that she saw who it was, her face fell. It was someone she knew quite well; someone whom she had hoped she would never have the misfortune to meet again.

Walking down the stairs, clad only in a pair of jeans so as to show off his perfect physique and smiling a cold, cruel smile at them, was Blueblood.

Blueblood, who had been the one to break her heart, the one who had very nearly ruined her life was walking down the stairs as if nothing was wrong.

Frozen shock spread over Colgate's face, rooting her to the spot, unable to look away from Blueblood. Cheerilee walked over to him and wrapped her arms around him, snuggling her head into his powerful chest.

"Honey, this is Colgate, the one I was telling you about earlier?"

Blueblood inclined his head and extended his hand out to Colgate, still not moving from the shock. "Charmed, I'm sure. Cheerilee has told me so much about you. I'm please to make your acquaintance.

Seeing the hand approach her, Colgate finally moved, grasping Blueblood's hand with her own and growling out the word, "Likewise."

Cheerilee led Blueblood into the sitting room, while Colgate remained standing. Blueblood sat down on the couch, clearly unconcerned about anything.

How could Cheerilee be with Blueblood now? He was total scum. Surely this must have been some kind of trick. She couldn't really be interested in him, could she?

Cheerilee could feel the tension in the room, thick and clouding. "I'll go make us some tea; let the pair of you get to know one another," she said brightly, hurrying off to the kitchen. Blueblood just looked at Colgate, triumph in his eyes.

The second that Cheerilee was out of the room, Colgate was on her feet, moving rapidly. In one motion she grabbed Blueblood by the back of his neck and shoved him against one of the walls, forearm jammed up against his throat.

"What the hell are you doing here, Blueblood?" she hissed, her face mere inches away from his.

Blueblood casually pushed her arm away from his throat, barely even straining one arm to remove her. "Is it so hard to believe that maybe I've changed, Colgate? That maybe I really do like Cheerilee and want to make her happy?"

"Yes." Colgate didn't even hesitate. There was no way that Blueblood had changed. No way in hell.

"Well tough then. I like her and more importantly, she likes me."

"Not for long," Colgate muttered. "Once I tell her what you did to me, she-"

Blueblood held up one finger, causing Colgate to stop mid sentence. "You won't be telling her anything for two reasons. One, she likes me, and you aren't going to do anything that would hurt Cheerilee."

If it had been anyone else, that argument might have worked, but this was Blueblood they were talking about. Colgate had no qualms about telling Cheerilee exactly what he had done to her. She wouldn't like him them.

"No sale," she said. "Reason two better be good."

"Oh, it is." Blueblood's eyes sparkled with menace as he fished his phone out of his pocket. A couple of taps later, he called up a video and showed it to Colgate. The image was grainy, black and white. Security camera footage. Even with the poor quality, Colgate could easily recognise herself in the video, laughing and dancing around a burning effigy of Blueblood.

Blueblood grinned at her, not a nice grin either. "If you breathe a word about us to Cheerilee, then I'm afraid that this video will find its way into the hands of the police. My father has made many generous contributions to the constabulary over the years. I'm sure that at least one officer would be more than willing to repay the favour and lock you away for a good long time."

Colgate knew that Blueblood had her. As long as he held the video of her, then he could blackmail her with it, and this was surely not the only copy of it either. Letting him go from the wall, she hissed, "fine, but if you hurt her, then I'm going to end you Blueblood. If you hurt Cheerilee, I'm going to make sure that you live to regret it."

"Tea is ready," Cheerilee called out from the kitchen, followed by a clinking of trays. Both Colgate and Blueblood resumed their original places a moment before she walked in, three steaming mugs on a tray. "There, now isn't that better?" she said as she handed the mugs around and settled onto the couch beside Blueblood.

Colgate didn't take her eyes off of Blueblood. Taking a sip of tea, she asked, "how did you two meet?"

Cheerilee answered that one. "We met a couple of days ago. I was just finishing up at the school when I bumped into Blueblood. After apologizing for not watching where he was going, he offered to take me out for a drink. He said he had wanted to do something for the school for a while now; establish a scholarship or something similar, like his father before him, and he needed input from someone who worked there as to what would be the best use for it. It was just going to be one drink, but he was so charming that when he asked if he could take me out on a date, I just couldn't say no. Isn't that right?"

Blueblood nodded once. "Exactly right. Now, Colgate, Cheerilee has told me some of what you two have been doing together, and I'd like to assure you that I have no objections to letting it continue, so long as you include me every now and then."

Colgate was almost choking on her own bile at this point. She had no doubt that what Blueblood was saying was absolute truth right now, and that made it all the more horrifying to hear. "I-I'm sorry, I can't do this," she said, putting her tea down and heading for the door.

Cheerilee made to get up and follow her, but Blueblood put a hand on her shoulder and held her back down. "Relax, my purple treasure. She's just going to have to get used to the idea that you are with someone else now. She'll come around eventually."

Cheerilee looked at the door, still feeling apprehensive about what had just happened. Blueblood rubbed his face against her neck, nuzzling and kissing her, drawing her attention away from Colgate's abrupt departure.

Blueblood put his hand on her chin and turned her to look at him, care and concern plasted on his face. "She's going to be fine. Now about us, I understand that you like to roleplay?"

Cheerilee nodded, already forgetting Colgate in the deep pools that were Blueblood's eyes.

Blueblood's eyes turned hard and his smile turned to a sneer. This was far too easy. "Then there's something I'd love to try with you."

Cheerilee's eyes widened when she heard exactly what Blueblood wanted to try. It was something she hadn't ever considered before, but yes, it sounded so exciting that she just had to try it now that the idea had been raised.

Blueblood just laughed inside. Tonight was going to something very special indeed.

This night was going to be perfect. For tonight, he would get his revenge.