Thread: Professor Dilemma {Niklaus Wirth & Enigma_x}

Ava wasnt the type of woman to even want to ask for help. But there she was, expressing all of the pain and concerns to her professor. In all of her time with him, shed never expected the reaction that began to come from within him. It was rage, pure rage. Hed always been so controlled, so precise. Yet, she could feel something simmering inside of him, just as it was her. Your files, she confirmed softly, a hint of shame crossing her features for a moment. Hearing his confession that hed only been trying to get her to do better, well, it made her feel incredibly stupid for being so overly interested in what his problem was. Ava just couldnt seem to leave something alone once she hooked onto it. Thats what got her into this situation. It was a relief for her to think that he didnt seem to think any less of her. The young woman sighed softly when her professor discovered exactly who had been behind it. Yes. She confirmed, the mere thought of the older professor still made her want to try and cover up exactly what shed done. The thought was horrid. Just like that, it seemed her professors rage spilled out. No doubt it was a shock, Bishop was revered in his profession for his research and his teaching skills. Before Ava could leave, the voice that filled the room halted her movements immediately. The blonde didnt even have time to argue that she wasnt intending to go to him, she was going to report the situation, before she felt a vice like grip around her wrist. It was the second time hed touched her. Despite the tight grip, she didnt feel threatened, not like when Bishop touched her. Professor, she uttered as he dragged her toward Bishops office, What are you---, the moment they entered the office, she noticed the way he locked the door and made certain the small curtain was drawn. It was then that she knew exactly what he was doing. The female stood in shock, her arms folding underneath her chest, almost cradling herself as she watched the vicious assault of her younger professor. As much as she knew she shouldve disliked his actions, she couldnt help but feel Justified. The old man was getting what he deserved, until a point. Ava hadnt even considered a violent approach, mainly because she wouldnt have been able to take on the professor, but Wirth? He clearly was able. As Wirth continued to beat the already bloodied man the female began to feel uneasy, it was going too far. Thats enough, stop, She commanded in a rather firm tone. It was about this time that he found the phone, which gave another sense of relief. Just from the sounds that had echoed from the attack, Ava was certain bones were broken, not that she could bring herself to be sympathetic. However, it didnt mean that her opinion of Mr Wirth hadnt changed it had. He was far more vicious than shed thought. Sure, it was a difficult situation, but he unleashed a rage shed never quite seen before. As he approached her, the female took the phone and fought back a gag as noted hed removed every image before destroying the phone. What Ava didnt expect was his comment after, or the fact that it sounded like a truthful promise. After what shed just seen, the woman was certain he was capable of something so lethal. The moment his warm hand clasped in hers, the female hurriedly followed him, her heels tapping lightly as she rushed to keep up with him. They were silent on their walk back to his office. Ava was still in shock of what had just happened. If Bishop was scared enough, which seemed plausible, Wirth had just ended her months of abuse within ten minutes. How foolish was she to not consider telling someone before? As they reached his office, a sense of relief washed over her. Although, she was somewhat concerned about Wirth. Hed just committed a crime, grievous bodily harm, no doubt. Well, hopefully Bishop would be too afraid to talk. The moment she heard his voice, the female dropped her bag beside her desk and made her way toward him. A soft smile graced her lips, and a strange sense of awe glistened in her hues. The way she looked at him now was not the same way shed looked upon him before. I shouldnt have been so concerned with what you thought. She admitted softly, her hands brushed underneath his, raising them to observe the damage hed obtained. It was fairly bad, it only gave her a glimpse of how badly Bishop was wounded. Sit, she ordered in a rather firm tone before she made her way toward the fixed first aid kit on the wall. Most offices had them in case of emergency. Once shed gathered a few of the essentials the female nodded for him to sit in his chair. She laid out the supplies before hopping up onto his desk, purposely wrapping one foot around the arm rest to pull the chair toward her. Put your hands on my knees. She ordered plainly, not willing to accept anything other than his compliance. You have nothing to be sorry for. I should have reported it the moment it happened. I foolishly thought I could deal with it on my own. A tired sigh escaped her lips before she turned to the matter at hand. Slowly, she took a cotton pad and began to dab it with some disinfectant. You know, one of the reasons I took the job as your assistant was to piss off a lot of girls in class. The female attempted to give him something else to think about as she tenderly began to clean the wounds on his knuckles. The fingers of her free hand slipped under one of his, raising his knuckles enough for her to clean them thoroughly. Jessica kept telling people how shed wear short skirts, bend over and come out with a professor as a lover. It was rather lewd, and amusing. The blonde chuckled softly as she told the story, finally finishing up the cleaning. Once shed dried the wounds, she applied a soothing gel, her fingers caressing along the wounds gently, enough for the gel to work its way in and hopefully numb the pain he felt. Thank you, for you know Beating him to a pulp for me. Finally, she finished off his knuckles with a few bandages that she wrapped around his hands almost like a boxer would before equipping gloves. Keep these on for a while, The female patted his hands softly before gazing toward her professor for the first time since shed settled on his desk. I still cant believe you fixed months of this shit, just like that. There was a sense of awe in her tone before she swiftly glanced away. I suppose I should get back to marking. After all, its due tomorrow. A rather playful smile graced her lips for a moment. There was no way she wanted to leave his office, not for a while. She wasnt even sure she wanted to go home. The fear of the situation possibly returning was something she couldnt free from her mind.