Chasing Karma

"I beg you, sir, please, let's stop this," she pleaded while her eyes were swollen and tears were continuously flowing down her cheeks. She's been holding back her emotions, but she can't. "I did what you demanded of me last time, and I don't want this kind of setup anymore." She's trying not to make any sound while sobbing and pleading with her teacher. They've been in a relationship for a while now. And she's feeling ashamed about what she's doing. Her classmates are bullying her. They always say she's a teacher’s pet and his mistress. She wants to end whatever relationship they have. She has wanted to end it since then, but he keeps telling her everything will be alright. But it always ends up hurting her feelings, as everyone makes her feel guilty. She knows it's wrong, but her heart says there's nothing wrong with it. "You like it, don't you?" the teacher exclaimed. His eyes won't get off her while she smiles. He lets her feel his care for her. He always does that whenever he feels that she’s going to end their relationship. He then slowly gets emotional, trying to win her back as if he had not done anything wrong to her. But as he looks at her, she seems determined to end everything. "Why would you think of them?" he said. "We have been happy with what we're doing," he exclaimed. His smile slowly fades. "Why did you suddenly want to stop?" His facial expressions suddenly changed. He became serious and gave her a piercing glance. "You're mine, and only mine." He took a tight grip on her arms. "If I can't have you, then no one can," he says, as he forcibly takes her clothes off and tears them apart. He was consumed by his desire. She tried stopping him, but she could not do anything. He's too powerful for her. She gave all her strength, yet it wasn't enough to get away from him. "Just do as I say, or you'll end up like those students found dead inside the abandoned building!" he whispered and gritted his teeth in anger while forcefully fulfilling his desires. No matter how she begs and resists, the teacher continuously does what he wants to do. Her eyes widened. His confession was a bolt from the blue for her. She couldn’t believe what her teacher told her. She shook her head, wanting to wash away her fears. But with the force that he's giving, it proves that he could do something like that. "Let's stop, please," she said again, wishing he'd stop what he was planning to do. It is lunch break, and everyone is busy enjoying their lunch while this teacher is also feasting on a different kind of meal. He's sweating, and heat continues to rise in his body. "Oh, come on, just give me what I want." He tightens his grip as he pulls her closer. He continued on with what he was doing as if he were under a spell. This teacher is not the type of person who easily gets triggered by his desires, especially in the middle of the hot weather, for the same reason the student doesn't understand why he suddenly wants to have intercourse with her. They used to do this in a private room or motel. The student continued to refuse his desires, so he slapped her in anger and disappointment. He doesn't know why he gets ferocious when he's not getting what he wants. He loves this girl, and he doesn't want to end their relationship. She weeps out in pain from being physically abused, and she felt his palm marks on her cheek. No matter how hard she resists, the teacher is very strong, and she can't do anything about her current situation. "Please, sir, I don't want this anymore," she pleaded, but it seems like he pretended to hear nothing. All he wants is to claim her. He seemed not to be his normal self. She cried out for help, but this abandoned toilet is far from their building. No one will hear her, not a single soul. He covers the girl's mouth to ensure that no one will hear her. He continues on with what he was doing to her to release the heat in his body. But the girl is too persistent to get off of this monster, and so she gathers her remaining strength to stop him, but the teacher gave her a hard punch in the stomach. His palms pressed against her throat; she could feel her esophagus closing. She cried out as his hands neared her neck. She gulped and gasped for breath. She tried to get his hands off her, but he was too strong. She tried catching her breath until she lost all her strength and couldn't fight anymore. He pursued his desires until he was completely satisfied. He's like a demon trying to satisfy himself. It looks like he got what he wanted. Those sobs were replaced by a shrill voice that sounded like choking. And the shrill voice disappeared. With complete satisfaction, he placed the lifeless girl in the cubicle and sat at the toilet bowl. He wipes his sweat with his hand and rests for a while. Little did he know someone had seen the crime. She just watched the entire scene, from how the girl begged for her life up to losing her breath. She couldn’t help but silently cry. Her chest tightens as she rages in anger. She could see how evil this teacher was, who should have been a good example to the students. They are the ones who should guide students to not do any harm to anyone and should serve as those role models to teach good manners, but no. He is someone who cannot be trusted at all, taking advantage of the situation and the weakness of his victim. She started hearing loud music again without knowing its source. She's been hearing voices saying, "Kill them! Kill them!" She witnesses how cruel this teacher was to the poor, lifeless girl. He was about to come out of the toilet when suddenly blood spurted out of his head. He immediately collapsed on the ground with a bunch of dry leaves. Without contentment, she stabbed him in the neck a few times more. She put a cross on his forehead and left the phrase, "I am a killer and rapist." She trembles with anger as she leaves the corpse lying at the back of the toilet with his pants below his knees. After being satisfied with what she did, she washed her knife and gloves. She then returns them to her bag. Emotionless and fearless, she walks towards where her classroom is, acting as if nothing happened. After class, she rushes to go home. When she arrived home, she immediately went straight to her room. As she sat down on her bed, she remembered the scene earlier. She smirks and talks to herself. "You've served your purpose again," she said while holding her knife. "You'll have a long journey ahead of you, as well as a huge responsibility to the evil and those in need of remorse." She kept the knife inside her bag again. She stood up and looked at herself in the mirror, holding the scar on her left cheek. It's been a while since she's had it. Looking at herself eye-to-eye, she again told herself, "You'll get what you deserved when karma comes chasing after you."