At least he took me for coffee. This morning I added a double shot to my cappuccino. I had a feeling I was going to need it today.
“You drink way to much coffee Leah”. As he pulled up outside the school I didn’t acknowledge his comment. I always drank coffee no matter the time of day.
“What time are you leaving?”. I asked unclipping my seatbelt.
“Around 10. I’ll phone you every night and check in”. Taking my hand in his he squeezed gently. I didn’t like the feeling I had inside. It felt like I was going to be sick.
“Okay”. I whispered not knowing what else to say. “I have to go”. The first bell signalled and I had Mr Gallagher first period. If I was late he would give me a detention.
“That’s it?”. He asked letting go of my hand. “All you have to say is okay?”.
Was he seriously getting angry over this?
“Stay safe”. I didn’t want him to go but obviously what I wanted didn’t matter. Was I being selfish? He was doing this for his pack, the safety and security of everyone including me. Sighing I placed my hand on his arm. “I don’t want you to go-….”
“Babe I-….”.
“Let me finish”. I said. “I already don’t like the feeling I have in my gut but I know you have to do this. Just promise me you’ll be back on time”. I couldn’t go through this alone. I didn’t know what to expect.
“I promise”. For some reason I didn’t fully believe he would. As the second bell signalled I sighed. I couldn’t be doing with detention after school. Ryan was coming to tutor me.
“I have to go”….
“Be good”. Leaning over he placed a soft kiss against my lips. “And remember you are mine”.
He always had to get that in.
“Bye”. Getting my bag I got out and made my way up the entrance. He didn’t leave until I was inside. There was still a few students running around trying to get to class. I was already late so there was no point in rushing.
Coffee in hand I strolled my way to English. Mr Gallagher was on to form today. I could hear him before I reached the classroom.
“Miss Wilson how nice of you to join us”….
Taking my seat I knew he was making his way over to my desk. “Have you picked your book?”. He asked as I pulled my work from my bag.
Truth was I had forgot all about it. I knew regardless of what book I chose I would ace it. “Not yet sir, I’m stuck between a few”. He knew how good I was.
“Hm I see. Remember this is a big part of your final grade Miss Wilson”.
“I’m not worried”. I shrugged turning my attention to my notes. I was stuck between pride and prejudice or wuthering heights.
“I expect to see something by next week. I know you’re good Leah but don’t be cocky about it”. As he walked away I made a face. I wasn’t being cocky but I was going to make sure it’s the best piece of work he’s ever read.
Asshole.
Sometimes he was really nice and encouraging and other times he was just a dick. Today he was definitely a dick.
“Don’t worry he bit the face off Trevor this morning”. Abby had turned around in her seat. “All because he had his phone on the table”.
“Must be on his period”. I sniggered.
“Yeah like every damn day”. She whispered. “You picked a book yet?”.
“Not yet. Have you?”.
“To kill a mockingbird”. She grinned. “One of my favourites. I just hope I do it justice”.
“You will”. I smiled.