Chapter 7 - Teacher

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Morgan

After a bit I got up and recollected myself. I left his office, closed the door behind me and raced down the hall to the nearest bathroom. As soon as I took a look in the mirror I saw my eyes all red and puffy, I hadn't noticed I was crying that bad but I sure needed to.

I had never allowed anyone to get under my skin like that, and the fact he just held the gun like that towards me made me want to throw up and- or cry even more.

These past couple of days have been horrible and i needed things to ease a bit, I can't handle anymore crap coming my way. I let the water run in the sink and splashed some on my face, I dried off with a hand towel that was near and sighed.

I looked myself in the mirror once more and shivered, I barely know who that is and I wanted nothing to do with it. I felt myself shifting, changing, and I wasn't ready for anything else that wanted to be thrown my way.

I felt a knock at the door making me jump slightly, Susanna peaks her head in and gives me a concerned look.

"Hello dear, are you alright?" She asked and I gave her a small smile.

"I'm okay" I lie, she knew I was lying when she maintained her frown.

"Let's get you some ice cream?" She suggested and I chuckled with a nod.

She walked out and I followed behind her. 

"How long have you been working with D- Mr.Storm?" I corrected myself.

"Oh honey, I practically raised him" she answered and turned left.

I turned with her and frowned slightly, no parents? I Wonder what happened there. I shook the thoughts, I can't be intrusive not after what happened today. Can't say I'm not curious but I need to keep my nose to myself and out of his business...least for a while longer.

"Tell me about yourself Ms. Rise " she says suddenly and I ponder for a moment.

Me? What about me? Besides the fact that I used to club with William who is now my Ex, and my three best friends who are actually snakes from Friday to Sunday nights? The fact my parents were taken away from me so early, and the fact that I have no filter whatsoever? Yea, I'm so interesting.

"I uh- I don't think there's anything interesting about me"

She shook her head "nonsense, if that were true Mr.Storm wouldn't have you here, he never brings any outsider into his home, much less a female"

I find that so hard to believe, how can someone that looks like that not have any females over? If he fucked them and dumped them then that'd make more sense. But either way that did leave me wondering more about him.

We finally entered the kitchen and this time it was just us two which calmed me.

She opened the freezer and stopped for a brief second and turns

"What flavor do you like?" She questions

"Uh...cookie dough, if you have of course"

" We have more than 6 different flavors don't worry your little pretty head about that" she smiles and hands me over the mini bucket with a big spoon.

I started digging in a bit and felt my mood change drastically. The wonders of sugar I'll never know but I don't care, this is so good. As I took another big bite Susanna joins me in with a cup of chocolate for herself and stays standing across from me.

"How old are you if you don't mind me asking dear?" She asked as she took a bite of her icecream.

" Just turned 20 yesterday"

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