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The Boy Who Loved Wicked
By C.P. Harris
“The madness of love is the greatest of heaven’s blessings.”
Day 1 of senior year at Denwin High was not supposed to end with my thoughts consumed by the new AP Philosophy teacher. I’d impatiently waited three years to take the course, but from the moment he strode in with his sad eyes that mirrored my own, I was intrigued by only him.
Dr. Sebastian Wicked.
Intrigue turned into obsession, and common interests set the stage for a tentative friendship with the enigmatic man. In time, every line put in place became blurred as what we shared sparked the flames of a forbidden affair. An affair that should’ve never been, a wrong that the universe sought to right.
There was only one possible outcome—we were both going to burn. Would our love rise up from the ashes? Or would it smolder in the ruins?
My name is Phoenix Michaelson, and I am The Boy Who Loved Wicked.
I took a step to move past him, and the door closed in my face, his palm flattened against it. My breaths came fast and hard, and I kept my eyes on the hand that prevented me from leaving. I could see him eyeing me from my peripheral, but I refused to turn my head the few centimeters required to face him head on. Until he called my name.
“Phoenix…” he moved closer, causing me to tilt my head back to keep him in my sights. He brushed my hair back, and my eyes rolled at the pleasure I felt from that.
“Please,” I begged with closed eyes when his thumb brushed my lower lip. He came closer still, and my back hit the wall.
A knock sounded at the door, breaking through our forcefield. We jumped apart, and I slapped a hand over my mouth to cover a startled yelp. Bash rushed over to his desk, sitting and sliding his chair as far under it as possible while motioning for me to sit down too. I situated myself quickly, placing my bag over my lap to conceal the tent in my pants.
“Come in!” he said, putting his glasses on.
“Mr. Wicked, I…” Theory trailed off with one foot in front of the other, eyes bouncing between me and Sebastian. She was the last person I needed to be here. I could only imagine her sifting through the energy in the room and creating a million different conspiracies in her mind. “Pheeny?” She cocked her head. “I thought you left with Danny.”
“Ah, I remembered I wanted to ask Mr. Wicked about my application and essay. You know, for the course at the university.” Thankfully, I hadn’t previously mentioned to her that I’d already spoken to him about the essay and that both had been sent in. I kept every interaction between us to myself, no matter how insignificant.
“Oh.” She aimed her focus on Sebastian, and I said a silent prayer at having successfully placated her. “Mr. Wicked, can we discuss my score on last week’s exam?” She dug around in her bag before getting his reply. I got to my feet while she was distracted, and after receiving a sharp nod from Sebastian, I all but ran from the room wondering what would’ve happened had we not been interrupted.
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