𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫

Vent

Friday

It's been half a week since I've seen or heard from Sora. Feels like a month. I hope he's doing okay.

I look at Breanna from across the class. She doesn't seem to be doing well either. She's never this quiet.

I should probably comfort her. I came to her desks and tapped on her arm. "Breanna," I whispered.

She raises her head up. I can see the guilt in her eyes. "How are you feeling? Are you okay?"

She shrugs. "I don't know..." It's obvious that she needs someone to talk to.

I slid her worksheet to the side. "Let's take break then. Come see me in the hall."

She nods and gets up from her seat. "Class, I will be back shortly. Keep working."

We went in the hallway and closed the door. "I know why you're upset, hun." She looks ashamed.

"Its all my fault, I'm the reason why Sora is hurt. I'm a horrible person." Tears build in her eyes.

I tried to reassure her. "No, it's not your fault. It's your boyfriend's fault for not controlling his temper."

"He has NO reason to be angry," she says. "He cheated on me first, so why can't I do the same?"

I guess he got a taste of his own medicine. It's clear that they're not fit for each other. "This relationship doesn't sound very healthy..."

She laughs. "Yeah, that's why I broke up with him. I'm done with his bulłshit."

Yikes, I wasn't expecting to get this personal with a student. "That seems like the best decision."

"Honestly, I wanted to break up with him a long time ago, but he kept begging me to stay, so..."

Sounds like desperation to me. "You made the right choice to leave him. I would've done the same. You deserve better."

She smiles. "Thanks for talking to me. I really needed someone to vent too."

I smiled back. "You're welcome! I'm always here to talk. Ready to go back inside?"

"Yeah, but please don't tell anyone about this," she pleaded. "I won't tell. I Promise."

We went back in the classroom. Breanna sits back in her desk. "Alright, class. Let's continue on page #12."

School ends

"You guys have a beautiful weekend!" Thank the lord, it's Friday. The weekend has come and I'm worn out!

Ugh, I've been standing up all day and my feet are completely sore. I need to sit down for a while.

I relaxed in my chair, stretching my legs. I hear someone walking in and turn my chair around.

"Hey." It's the same student who assaulted Sora. Why is he here? "Um, hello? Can I help you?"

"Yeah." He closes the door. "I need to speak to you in private."

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