Harriette My… Hero?

The lecture hall felt a little bit more quiet today… well, at least whenever me and Harriette walked in. As the doors swung open immediately all eyes fell right on me, all the talking stopped, and all I could hear was a few snickering girls in the corner.

“How many views did you say that video got?” I asked Harriette quietly as the two of us pushed further into the room, where the normal murmur and lively chatter began to grow once again as the class began to calm down a bit.

“Ten… twenty…” Harriette hesitated and I watched her cheeks turn as red as her hair, and she quickly avoided eye contact as she whispered the word “…thousand.”

“Twenty thousand???” I squealed as we sat down in our normal spots. My eyes went wide and my head started to spiral at the amount of people that watched me get fucked in that video… there aren’t even that many people on campus! Who else could have seen that?

“It’s actually up to twenty-five thousand now.” Said a very cocky and shrill voice from behind me that made my spider senses start screaming at me. I hesitated and slowly turned around to see both Faith and Liz giggling like little schoolgirls as they took the two seats behind us. “You’re getting famous Parker. I think you should thank me.” Faith continues as Liz giggles at her little tease.

I was going to say something, but as I stared up at Faith my cheeks turned a bright red and my voice got caught up in my throat. I didn’t have the confidence to say anything, at least not now, but as I turned away Harriette cut off Faith’s laughter.

“Oh fuck off, Thompson.” Harriette said quickly in a gruff, annoyed tone that sounded almost foreign out of her. “Shouldn’t you have grown out of being a bully at this point?” She says before turning her back to the two women as well, before giving me a quick look and rolling her eyes.

“Awe! Come on babes!” Faith says teasingly as she leans forward and shoves herself between me and Harriette with a smug smile on her face. “I just wanted to show you my new Tinder profile. What you think about this pic?” She says, smirking at me as she pulls out her phone. What I saw on there made me sick to my stomach, and my cheeks turned an even brighter shade of red as I quickly averted my gaze. Harriette on the other hand took a quick second to look at it, hesitating slightly at the sight… of a picture, that Liz took, of me on my knees sucking Faith off.

“Maybe you should use it too, Parker. May actually get some fucking dates if people know how good that slutty mouth is.” She says before bursting out into crude laughter. “I mean, lord knows you fucked it up with that Gwen bitch. Maybe she wouldn’t mind if I took a shot at that fine ass of hers?” Faith chuckled… and then all at once it happened.

I heard a loud growl out of Harriette as she grabs Faith by the hair and pulls her down from the row behind us, landing on the ground on our row, before standing her up and pinning her against the back wall. Her eyes were cold, harsh, and her growl sounded almost animalistic… and I certainly didn’t know that she had this kind of strength. My eyes quickly flashed from Harriette to Faith, who stared up at the red head in pure horror, eyes wide, and mouth slightly agape, trying to figure out who I should save.

“You shut the fuck up right now you cunt.” Harriette growls as she puts one leg up quick and crushes the bulge in Faith’s pants with her knee, pulling a small pathetic whimper out of the blonde woman. “You’re a bully, a piece of shit, and you don’t deserve any of the fucking praise you get. Anyone can throw a fucking football, and if it wasn’t for Mommy funding the damn team you’d have been cut after our third loss in a row this season.” Faith just continued to stare up at Harriette dumbfounded, eyes wide, stuttering as she tried and failed to find the words to say. Harriette just glared, before letting Faith’s hair go, and letting out a quick sigh. “Go. Other side of the room.”

Faith quickly scrambled to her feet and then gave another small glare in Harriette’s direction, before regaining her composure and slowly walking away with Liz in a huff, saying absolutely nothing as the two of them found seats on the other side of the lecture hall.

After a couple seconds of Harriette watching their every move she began to calm down, her breathing becoming much more normal and her heart rate slowing down, as she turned back and looked down at me who was still staring off into the distance, quiet and embarrassed as the images from the other night flashed in my head.

“I… I’m sorry.” Harriette said as she sits back down and starts to rub my back softly, and I could start to feel a small warmth roam across my body again as I began to feel better. I couldn’t speak yet, but I nodded softly, whimpering something under my breath that neither of us could truly understand. “I… I hope Gwen didn’t hear that.” Harriette whispers softly, and for once my eyes looked up and refocused as I scanned the room.

There was no sign of her. Hopefully she wasn’t here yet… and she didn’t just run away as soon as she heard the confrontation, or saw the picture.

As soon as my mind started to wander again I took a quick glance at Harriette because, well frankly, she had never been that strong before. I was about to open my mouth to speak, but as soon as I did the professor walked into the room and everyone’s attention was on her… and finally away from me.