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Post by Sierra Eckler on Oct 8, 2013 19:31:40 GMT -5
My fingers lace with Eric's as we walk through the store and I look around for a minute, forgetting how Walmart was. A sigh escapes me but I quickly look at Eric and brush a bit of his hair from his face with a smile. I was just glad I was no longer illegal since now we could be seen in public together and he wouldn't be questioned or anything. I wasn't his student, I wasn't illegal and if need be, we could always lie about our relationship before-hand. Besides, they had no real proof it was me at the time and under no circumstances would I fuck up and let it slip that it was me.
A giggle escapes me and I pull Eric's head down, pressing a light kiss to his lips and squeezing his hand. "Well, I'm just glad we no longer have to hide," I mumble, mainly to myself as I look around before grabbing a small loaf of bread. "Anything you want me to cook this week?" I ask, looking at Eric from where I was standing, not paying attention as to who was behind or in front of me.
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Post by Eric Sutton on Oct 9, 2013 16:00:48 GMT -5
I smile a bit as our fingers lace together as I keep my other hand on the cart to guide it through the aisles. I'd decided that we could go out in public together- Sierra wasn't my student anymore, and she was eighteen. Our lips meet for a moment before she bounces away to grab a load of bread. "Mmmm, grilled cheese.. nothing really fancy." I reply, shrugging my shoulders a bit before slinging an arm around her waist and planting a kiss to her temple. My blue eyes raise to land on a familiar pudgy face, blonde hair framing it. "Sierra?" Ms. Bell asks, looking from me to her.
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Post by Sierra Eckler on Oct 9, 2013 17:00:11 GMT -5
I giggle lightly as he pulls me to him and snuggle closer before he looks up. I do the same and notice Ms. Bell looking at us and quickly look away. Deep down, I knew someone was bound to recognize me but why did she have to be the first? She couldn't do anything to Eric anymore so, to me, there was no reason to hide. "Uh, yeah," I barely mumble, clinging to Eric's hand as if it were my only chance at living. Hopefully, she wouldn't ask too many questions. I wasn't ready to answer more than I had to.
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Post by Eric Sutton on Oct 9, 2013 17:51:38 GMT -5
I squeeze her hand reassuringly as Ms. Bell's face reddens. I reach up my free hand to push my hair out of my face. "I knew there was something! It's il-" she rants, but I cut her off. "Actually, no. She's not my student and she's eighteen. So, fuck off." I growl in an annoyed tone, starting to push the cart away, leading Sierra by the hand. I was tired of Ms. Bell trying to get between me and Sierra- totally done with it. "Bitch." I huff as we walk off.
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Post by Sierra Eckler on Oct 9, 2013 17:57:30 GMT -5
She tries to tell Eric it's illegal and I'm about to speak up before he beats me to it and I follow him, my head leaning against his shoulder slightly so I didn't have to pay attention to anything. Sadly the only way to leave the aisle was to pass her and I seriously didn't want to do that. Our hands stay together before there is a sharp tug on my arms, causing something to pop and I yelp before looking back to see Ms. Bell holding my arm with Eric holding my other hand. I bite my lip to keep from crying out again, a pain in my arm arising but not going to allow it to show too much.
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Post by Eric Sutton on Oct 9, 2013 18:30:59 GMT -5
I hated that we had to walk right by her, but I didn't want to have to be in Ms. Bell's presence any longer than I had to. I jerk to a stop, a faint pop reaching my ears as she grabs Sierra's arm and a pissed off expression comes over my face. "You stupid fucking whore, get off her." I say, reaching over to pry her fingers off Sierra's arm. "Look, leave us the fuck alone. I don't like you, and I never did, okay?" I huff, wrapping an arm around Sierra's waist to start away again.
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Post by Sierra Eckler on Oct 10, 2013 18:35:53 GMT -5
I look up while he's prying Ms. Bell's fingers from my arm and quickly look away, holding my arm to my chest after it's free and leaning into Eric. A whimper escapes me as someone bumps into my arm and my head finds Eric's chest before I close my eyes. I knew something was broken but I also knew Eric would punch a bitch if I asked him to bring me to the hospital. Maybe I could hide for a bit; wait it out until we are on the road. No reason to make him worry over more than he did. I bump my arm again and bite my lip. No time to wait. It was killing me already. "Uh, think you could drive me to a hospital real quick?" I ask, looking down, not wanting to meet his gaze.
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Post by Eric Sutton on Oct 10, 2013 18:56:16 GMT -5
I sigh and run a hand over her hair as ehr head rests on my chest and I shake my head a bit, directing the cart towards the check out lanes. We could always come back, I didn't want to accidentally run into Ms. Bell again. "Why?" I ask in a surprised tone, looking over at Sierra before I notice the way that she was holding her arm. "Did she fucking hurt you?" I ask, an angry expression crossing my face. I couldn't hit her, but I could sure make sure she didn't do it again.
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Post by Sierra Eckler on Oct 10, 2013 19:00:38 GMT -5
I look up when he speaks and look down before shrugging. "Even if she did it's okay. Time heals everything," I whisper, avoiding his gaze. My head leans against his chest again and I try to see if I could calm him a little, not wanting to make a scene here. "Just, calm down, please. I'll be fine," I mumble, looking up him, pleading with my eyes. He didn't need to go track her down or anything and I really didn't want him to. He cared, yeah, but there was no need for more drama than we already had.
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Post by Eric Sutton on Oct 10, 2013 19:04:51 GMT -5
I huff but stay where I was, wrapping a comforting arm around her waist. "Lets just check out then we can go." I reply, shrugging as I step up to set the items on the conveyor and pull out a bill and hand it to the chasier. I take the change and grab the bags before starting toward the exit. "Do you think you could grab the keys out of my front right pocket?" I ask, stopping beside my truck.
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Post by Sierra Eckler on Oct 10, 2013 19:16:35 GMT -5
I watch as he puts the stuff we bought on the machine before paying for it and I follow him to his truck, biting my lip when he asks if I can get the keys. I lean down, still holding my arm as I reach my left hand into his pocket and pull out the keys, handing them to him and kissing his cheek lightly. I slowly clamber into the truck, careful to make sure my arm was safe as I rest my head on the seat and yawn slightly. The only good thing about today was that I got a call that accepted me as Eric's assistant since they decided it would be a good idea for all teachers to have one. I had yet to tell him though.
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Post by Eric Sutton on Oct 10, 2013 19:28:27 GMT -5
"Thanks." I say, feeling a bit bad about making her do something when her arm was obviously hurt. I put the bags up, tying the tops so that nothing would roll around. I shut the door and take the keys from Sierra before crossing the hood of the truck to climb up and pull my seat belt over me. I sigh and push my hair out of my face as I start the engine and pull out of the parking space. "Do you think its broken?" I ask, looking over at her, concern scrawled across my face.
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Post by Sierra Eckler on Oct 10, 2013 19:47:13 GMT -5
I look up as he thanks me and nod. Once he's in the car, I lace my fingers with his, glad I had one hand I could use. We pull out and I look at him as he speaks before shrugging. "I'm hoping it's just sprained but I don't know. A pop isn't usually a good sound," I say, shrugging slightly and looking out the window. My gaze finds his again and I smile slightly, just glad that he was here. "I love you," I mumble, looking at him and knowing it was probably a bad time but I wanted to get his mind off of me. He didn't need to worry so much about me.
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Post by Eric Sutton on Oct 10, 2013 19:56:20 GMT -5
"Lets just hope its, like, out of socket or something easily fixed." I sigh, shaking my head a bit, running my thumb over her hand as I drove. "I love you, too." I reply, glancing over at Sierra to offer her a small smile before turning onto the raod that led to the hospital. Soon I pull up outside and I cut the engine, freeing my hand from hers as I hop out and cross to her side to open the door for her.
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Post by Sierra Eckler on Oct 10, 2013 20:01:36 GMT -5
I nod and hope it is, not wanting to be crippled for a while. Of course, with my luck, it would be a fracture or something that would cause me to wear a cast or something like that for a while. He opens my door and I unbuckle myself before hopping up and kissing his cheek lightly. My eyes look at the hospital and I want to run away, hating being near them in any sort of way. My head rests against Eric and I bite my lip before walking ahead and hoping it wouldn't take long.
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