Ms. Belova

Breaking

The next morning all the teachers were informed that I'd be absent today and tomorrow since I have to go to the airport to meet up with my grandparents and then court tomorrow.

That strange weird feeling still hadn't passed so I couldn't fall asleep. It's currently 2.43 am and I'm sitting in the kitchen with a cup of tea I made. I was deep in thought trying to figure out the cause of this awful feeling.

When I suddenly felt a pair of limbs lace around my shoulders over my neck which made me jump but I quickly realized that it was my favorite professor as she pulled me closer when I jumped at her touch. "It ok. It's just me." She assured me.

"Почему ты просыпаешься, моя любовь? (Why are you awake, my love?)" She softly whispered into my ear resting her chin on my shoulder and I shrug. "I couldn't sleep. That horrid feeling is still creeping in me. I'm trying to figure out what it is." She hums placing a few light kisses across my jawline. "Something must be causing it. It can't be nothing! I-I know it." I continue and Yelena nods "Ваши чувства действительны, детка (Your feelings are valid, baby) and I'm sure you'll figure out what's causing them too." She says and it soothes me to hear that my feelings are indeed valid and not just something I've made up in my brain.

I cling onto her "Why don't we go back to bed, hm?" Yelena questions softly and I nod. I grumble when she goes to move away and she raises an eyebrow at me "неси меня? (carry me?)" I question pouting slightly. Yelena walks back up to me with a sweet smile "ты нуждаешься, когда ты в стрессе (You're needy when you're stressed)" she whispers picking me up making my pout grow wider. "Hey, that wasn't a complaint." She assures and I lean down and leave a peck on her collarbone. She sets me down onto the bed and shuffles in close to me. I kiss her shoulder and fall back asleep after a while.

I wake up to Yelena pecking my neck, I'm so glad that she was allowed to take today and tomorrow off to be with me for court. I let out a giggle when Yelena moves to kiss the tip of my nose. "What time is it?" I question "It's 8, my love" Yelena informs me.

We still have about 4 hours till we have to go to the airport. They have to fly 5 hours to get here so I know they're on their plane. Yelena and I move to the living room to watch some trashy TV to pass the time.

Then my uneasy feeling is explained. I freeze and feel the color drain from my face when the breaking news panel shows up on the screen. A plane crash. It was my grandparents' flight. I feel numb and my hearing, as well as my vision, go fuzzy for a second as soon as I hear the news reporter say that there were no survivors. Yelena turns off the TV immediately and turns to me. I stay quiet staring blankly at the now black screen letting the tears flow down my face. Yelena places her hand on my cheek and I break down in her arms.

My sobs could be mistaken for screams.

Yelena just holds me tighter and tries to calm me down. It takes about an hour for me to calm down but I'm still not talking right now. I'm still processing that the two people who were my whole family are now gone and I didn't even get to say goodbye. Now if Yelena leaves then I'm all on my own.

I'm still in Yelena's arms but now completely voiceless. "I-... I'm alone now." I whisper "What did you say?" Yelena asks "I'm alone... They were the only family I had left. Now I'm on my own." I clarify slightly louder this time "You have me" Yelena says "But if you leave me then I'll be alone. I'll have no one. I don't even have friends!" I say "Hey. I'm not going anywhere!" She tries to calm me since she noticed that I'm getting scared. "That's right now. You don't know what could happen!" I choke out. She holds my face and looks into my eyes "Y/n I'm not leaving you. I'm going to be here for you, always. I promise." She clarifies pulling me into a firm long kiss. I hold onto her and she doesn't let go either.

"I'm sorry" I whisper "What? What are you sorry for my love?" She questions and I sigh letting out another sob. "For being such a mess lately. You've been taking care of me and telling me it's fine and all but I know I am just a big mess lately." I confess "My love. I don't care how much of a mess you think you are. I'll be here to take care of you because I want to. In no way do I find taking care of you to be a chore!" She sternly clarifies.

"I love you." I say in full sincerity. "I love you more" Yelena says before kissing the top of my head.