This is awkward.
So so so so so awkward. The level of uncomfort I'm feeling right now is unreal.
I had walked into my third period class during lunch time to collect my planner that I had forgotten. That was a huge mistake.
Don't you wish you could unsee things. I walked in on my English teacher doing the unspeakable. Her pants were down and her moans were loud. And to top this all off, she was on top of my desk. I took one look, and I puked all over the ground.
She looked up and fell to the ground in shock. And then, Ronan walked in. He went to help the teacher until he realized her pants were down and her..vag.. was basically leaking with wetness (A/N cue cringe attack). He noticed the vomit on the ground and scrunched up his nose with disgust.
Before anyone could open their mouth, I bolted out the door. I ran into the men's bathroom and locked myself into the big stall, you know the one with the sink and stuff. I splashed my face with cold water and looked in the mirror. The level of disgust I had was showing in my eyes. I had just caught my innocent, old English teacher masterbating on top of my desk.
I try to shake the images out of my head. I unlocked the bathroom and went to my locker to collect my things. I'm going home. Fuck this, as I thought I was having a great day. Everything just had to be ruined. I'm so angry. God I hate my life! I hate it!
As I walk out the door, the cigarette has already reached my mouth.
"Hey! Get back here! Dude wait!"
I turn to look amd see who is disturbing me yet again. Ronan's green eyes are filled with concern.
"I don't want to talk at this moment, please leave" I told him, brushing him off.
"Please wait" He states yet again.
"Piss off Ronan I'm not in the fucking mood ok, I will call you or something, just piss off" with that, I stormed off.
I get inside my car and slam the door. The cigarette I had in my hand. I pull up my shirt, and press it on my torso. I can feel it welding and my skin burning. I can only pray that my windows are tinted enough.
With that, I burst out in tears. Everything inside of me turns to mush and my tears can't be stopped. Maybe if I stop being so fucking pathetic, this shit wouldn't happen to me.
Stop fucking crying you pussy.
I start my car even with my blurred vision. My tears are starting to stain my shirt so I rip it off.
I reverse out of the school parking lot without turning back. I just want George. I don't want to see anyone or anything else. I just need George.
I'm almost sure my since I skip so much they will be kicking me out of school soon. My parents would have wanted me to go to school. They would have wanted me to strive and be the best I can be. When they were alive, I had grades that could get me into any college I wanted, but after they died, I started slipping.
I was slipping into a deep depression that I was sure would never stop. I had no friends, and I had no family. The only thing I love right now is my dog. If anything happened to him, I wouldn't know what I would do with myself.
I would be alone in this cruel world with nothing to look forward to. Grace used to be the one I looked forward to. She would do everything for me and I would do the same in return. I loved Grace and I wish I still could tell her that.
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Ronan pov:
What is wrong with that kid. All I wanted to do was help. It wasn't even that big of a deal, everyone masterbates. I shake my head and watch as he storms into his highly expensive car. The car stay there for a bit and I wonder what he is doing. Probably thinking. The windows are too dark to see what he's doing inside. I shake my head and walk back into the building.
I walk to Mrs. Frantil's office and watch as students come in and out of her room. She seems like a good woman. I take notes and pay attention to her overall attitude and the way she deals with the problem. I don't listen to the students problem because frankly I don't care.
Ronan has been on my mind a lot. Ever since I found Logan talking to him, I couldn't get over the fact that this giant man owned a small dog. I was angry at Logan for running away from me and talking to strangers so I snapped at him. I hope he didn't take that to heart. He seemed so distressed and awkward when I found him in that classroom. He seemed slightly happy when I saw him at Geo's.
I couldn't help but listen to what him and Mrs.F were talking about. He wanted to kill himself. He played it off like he didn't know what she was talking about but in his eyes I can see the true him. He's a big softy. I want us to get closer. I want to make him happy again. I want to see him smile.
"Ronan, hey Ronan" I hear a soft voice calling my name interrupting my thoughts. I look up to see Mrs. Frantil smiling at me.
"You can go now, the day is done" She says.
"Thank you Ma'am, guess I'll see you tomorrow." I wave and leave her office. My mind is swirling, this doesn't happen to me. I'm fucking Ronan Hill. Ronan Hill doesn't think.
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A/N
I suggest you reread this chapter cause I added more things. That goes for every chapter I posted. I was editing and adding things. I didn't edit this chapter but I will in the future. Have a good day!
