I'm Yours (Sequel to "You're mine")

Chapter 13: Silence

Leah's POV

I was working for school. I was preparing for a week of teaching practice: which would mean I'd take over the class for a whole week, teaching every subject. It was a lot of work preparing all those classes ahead of time, especially since my college wanted it to be done in a certain way. However, I didn't mind doing all that work. I love preparing classes, I loved introducing new ideas and teaching the subject in a more fun way. I often would ask T for help, and her depression didn't stop me.

I was seated at the dining table, where I usually do my school work. T came to me and sat down next to me, a thing she seemed to be doing a lot lately. It seemed she wanted to be near me all the time, and I wasn't stopping her.

I looked at her. "Hey, baby." I then smiled at her.

T returned that smile, though she wouldn't smile that big. She glanced at my computer screen. "What are you working on?"

"I'm preparing for that week in which I'll teach second grade," I looked at her then. "Remember?"

She frowned a bit until I showed her my timetable for that week, then she nodded. "Right," She kept nodding. "I remember." Truthfully, she didn't. She seemed to forget things relating to normal life. She often forgot what day it was, or what time of day it was. I often had to tell her we should have dinner because she'd just forget. But I wasn't going to make a big deal out of it, I guessed it might be because she had a lot on her mind.

I looked back at my computer screen, continuing to prepare a lesson. Then I stopped. Math classes were the most logical to prepare - because math is math, it's clear - but somehow I had a hard time with them. Since I had trouble with math, I wanted to teach math classes differently: by letting the kids do things instead of just listening to me.

T was looking at my screen, she had taken on the role of overlooking my work. It was great to have a real teacher look at this. She'd give me interesting feedback. "This isn't clear to me," She said, pointing to a section in my lesson plan. "It's worded difficultly."

I looked at it and reread it, I then frowned. "Yeah," I sighed. "But how do I make this more clear?" I looked at her. "Math isn't easy..."

She pulled my computer towards her and started editing my lines. She frowned, which showed she was concentrating. She then nodded before turning my computer back to me.

I read it before letting out a breath. "I don't understand how you make it sound that easy..." I looked at her.

She looked at me. "Math isn't that hard when explained right," She looked at her written sentences again. "I find it so intriguing, puzzles and formulas to explain things," She let out a breath. "It's fascinating."

I smiled a bit at her. "That's why you're the best teacher there is," I said, gaining her attention. "You can explain everything so well. This difficult subject has no secrets for you," I slowly nodded. "You're a genius."

She smiled a bit while looking down, a slight blush appeared on her cheeks.

I smiled and returned to work. For a while, we did just that: I was typing and T was watching what I was writing. Nothing was said, there was just silence.

Then the doorbell rang. We both looked in the direction of the door before looking at each other. I guess we were both wondering who would be there. All I could wish for was that it wouldn't be Heather. I couldn't face her now, neither could T.

"I'll get it." I got up and walked to the front door. Before I opened the door, I let out a deep breath. It didn't help my nerves that T didn't follow me, it showed she thought this could be someone she didn't want to see.

I let out one final breath before opening the door.

"Hey, Leah."

I smiled instantly. "Hey, Cam."

She smiled too. "Can I come in?"

"Sure," I moved aside so she could enter, I then closed the front door. "So, what brings you here?"

She undid her jacket before looking at me. "I wanted to see how you guys were doing now," She paused. "Your mom has told us what happened," She sighed. "I'm sorry..."

I nodded slowly. "It isn't easy but..." I looked away a bit. "We manage."

She slowly nodded.

I looked in the direction T was - the dining table - even though I couldn't see T from here. A wall was blocking my view.

"How is she doing?" Cam asked, referring to T. I really appreciated Cam's concerns here. It showed how much she had grown as a person.

I nodded slowly. "She's doing alright now," I looked at Cam again. "But I have no idea what caused this, or what happened when I left for example..." I sighed deeply. "I'd love to know."

"Why don't you just ask her?"

I shrugged.

"Do you suspect it to be bad?"

I sighed. Did I? Maybe that'd explain why I avoid 'the talk' with T for so long... Maybe I was afraid that something bad had happened, something that could shatter our marriage. Then again, would our marriage survive the way it is now?

"I understand it may be hard to talk about the underlining issue," She paused. "But the longer you wait, the harder it will be."

I slowly nodded. She was right, unfortunately... "I just don't want to upset her."

"I know," She reached for my shoulder, comforting me that way. "But you deserve to know what happened."

I slowly nodded.

"Leah?"

We both looked in the direction of the dining table. T was calling out for me. "Yes, baby?" Somehow she hasn't called me 'baby' since my return, I also wondered why...

"Who is it?" She asked, but did not attempt to actually come to the front door to see for herself. Maybe she was afraid to see other people...

I motioned Cam to follow me, which she did. We walked to the dining table, where T was. I sat down at my original spot, right next to T. "Cam came by to see how we're doing," I smiled at Cam as she sat down in front of us. "Isn't that nice?" I then looked at T.

T slowly nodded.

Cam looked at T. "It's nice seeing you, Talia," She showed her a small smile. "How are you doing?"

T came closer to me, seemingly looking for comfort. "I'm ok," She paused. "I guess."

Cam nodded. "That's good to hear."