My Insane Obsessed Stalker was my Teacher?

Chapter Twenty One

*TRIGGER WARNING- This chapter contains graphic and violent scene*

As soon as I turn the doorknob and opened the door, a huge hand of a man greeted my cheeks. The impact of his slap was so strong that I even lose my balance and fall on the floor. My vision is spinning, my mind is muddled and my body is staggering.

I touched my cheek, the side that was hit by the man. I could not it feel for a moment. My cheek is swollen and numb, until it start to feel stinging sensation. My messy hair covered my face and in my disheveled state, I looked at the child, my child, praying that he had not seen that violence.

My child inside the room, still covering his ears and had his eyes close. Glad he listened to what I said earlier to him, I stumble on my feet to get up despite being disoriented. I know this will happen but I am still taken aback, that he actually slap me as soon as he saw me.

My knees are wobbly but I managed to stood up, one foot outside the room and the other one is inside the room. I held on tightly on the door handle to balance my body since the dizziness was just lessen, not completely gone.

I pulled the door handle from the outside to close it but it was too slippery. My hand slide off and I accidentally pushed the man I am cowering into because of fear.

He was so surprised to what I accidentally did to him causing him to took a steps back. He had to step back to balance his weight.

The door slammed in a loud thud, but that's not what I was worried about. The fear-stricken face of mine, slowly look up, horrified, to the man with a big stature.

"Now, you dare to push me" The way he said that seems calm but the tone of his voice sounds like a volcano that about to erupt. He is very angry at her, right now.

"I, I, I didn't m-mean t-to" I stuttered "My h-hand slipped to" I barely managed to explain.

He grabbed my hair like it was nothing. He made me look at his face while wriggling my head. It does not help the dizziness I feel, rather, it worsen it that I almost feel like vomiting.

"Did I fucking ask you to speak? You damn bitch!"

"Please, stop it I don't want our child to ses us fighting-"

As he let out of my hair, my words are cut off by another slap on the other side of my face with a same force as the first slap. The thing is, I am already feeling weak that his slap easily cause me to flew on the floor.

Before my body hit the door, my head thrash on the wall beside the door. I never thought that I would experience such cruelty ever in my life.

My head start to pound like someone is hammering it, my mind getting blurry as my consciousness is drifting away. I try not to close my eyes as I felt sleepy, they that if you sleep after you hit your head so bad, chances are, you may not be able to wake up, so I did my best to stay awake, until I felt a hot liquid dripping from my head to my face, to my neck.

I turn my head to look what it is. Dark red blood tainted my pale white complexion. Before I could ever touch the part of my head that hit the wall earlier, he grab my hair again and slap me using his other hand. Although I know that I will be hit over and over again, I did not resist, or rather I could not resist. Dizziness take over my head. Everything feel like happening in a blur. I can definitely feel the pain and the same time I can't.

My body and mind just follow his violent lead, like a lifeless vegetable. All the strength in me has evaporated. He is about to slap my face again but stopped, midway. My eyes stared at him lifeless, expecting another pain on my face.

His eyes is not on me but on his hand. His eyes grow bigger, sign that he did not expect what he sees. I could not see fathom what it is that caught his attention, all my eyes can see is his hazy image as he slowly turn his head on me. My mind try to fight to keep my consciousness intact but my body is already collapsing.