Teacher - My Desire | Jeffrey Dean Morgan (English) ✔️

[Chapter Thirty-Four]

‼️TW: there will be cursing and mention of sexual abuse in this chapter ‼️

Broken

Same evening. ???

I'm laying in my bed like I did the whole day. Paul just came in once to check on me, but didn't even spoke a word. I asked him for something to drink,  he just turned right back around and left the room.

I wake up from someone shaking me. I open my eyes and just could see a silouette standing in front of me. I wince. "Hey. It's me. Paula!", she whispers. "Paul just left the house. It's your chance to flee.", she adds and pulls me up with my arm.

"Wait. What?", I ask as I sit up.

"Just come with me, okay?". She pulls my arm again, but I fight back.

"No! You don't know when he'll be back. Imagine he forgot something and comes back! I- WE would be screwed!", I say seriously. "Lets plan something and not just runnung into our deaths. I know Paul and this kinda dark side. He's capable of bad shit, Paula." I look at my hands. They are shaking. "He- He raped me. Not once, not twice. I didn't realize it when it happened, but I did when he left. Paula, we have to do it right. We need him to confess all of this. YOU have to confess all of this."

Paula stands there for a few seconds, but then pulls me into a hug. "I- I'm so sorry."

"You don't have to be as long as he's ending up in jail.", I say and push myself away from her. "Go back to bed, pretend to go to work tomorrow but go to the police instead. Tell them everything. And I mean EVERYTHING! Tell them he wanted you to do this. Tell them I'm here. But the most importand thing: don't tell Jeffrey. He will try to come here at any risk. I don't want him to-"

"-Get hurt.", she ends my sentence.

"Yes. So go back to bed and-". The door downstairs opens. I freeze so does Paula. We stair into each others eyes until I realize what's happening. I shake her and say: "You have to go back to bed, Paula! Now!"

She does what I told her like she's in trance because of the fear. I lay back in bed, waiting for Paul to sceam at Paula or him entering my room. But nothing happens. No screams, no doors open. Just footsteps outside of my room. They're stopping right in front of my room, but keep walking shortly after.

Next morning. ???

"Come on, Paul! I need to fucking pee!", I scream and knock against the door. "I swear I will piss right here in front of the door!"

"Then do it!", he screams from downstairs.

"Fuck you, Paul!"

"If you continue with that shit, I will fuck YOU! And that won't be love-fuck!"

My head starts to hurt as the memories repeats themselfes in front of my eyes. I break down, my whole body starts to shake and tears starting to run down my cheak. Paul made me a mess just with words. His voice repeats itself inside my ear again and again. It's like the sound of fingernails scratching across a board, or a fork across a plate. It hurts and it feels like my head is exploding any second. I pull my knees to my chest, my arms around my legs and rest my head on them.

"Hey, Skye. Are you okay?", Paula asks worried as she is shaking me.

I raise my head to look right into her eyes. "Did- Did you tell the- the police?", I ask her with a trembling voice.

"What happened? What did Paul do to you?", she asks feared. "Your eyes are so- red! And you're so cold. How long did you sit here?"

"Depends on what time it is."

"It's half past 6. I just came back."

I stand up, my legs are shaky but I'm able to stand up without falling back down. "Then I sat here for six hours."

"So what happened?"

"Paul. I- I needed to pee but he didn't let me, then I said 'fuck you, Paul' and then he said he would fuck me.", I say with head down. "But not the lovely kind.", I add with a lowered voice. "Then I-"

"-Broke down right away.", she ends my sentence again. "Listen, Skye. I was at the police station and-"

"-You told them everything!", I say happy and smile, but stop right as I see Paula's gaze.

She looks at me with guilt in her eyes. "Like I said I was there, but then-"

"You withdraw? Is it that what you want to tell me?", I ask and clench my teeth together.

"No, it's not what you're thinking. Really!"

"Then what happened there? Why didn't you tell them everything? You were there!"

"Because of Paul.", she says ashamed.

"Because of Paul? Why? I know you're scared of him, I am too, but it's not that he was there, right?", I ask ironically.

"Bingo. Thounsant points to the participater."

"What? Why?", I ask shocked.

"He was there to report you missing."

"He what?"

"That was part of the plan, Skye."

"And you think Jeffrey hasn't already done it?"

"He thinks you want to be alone for awhile. No phone, no contact, no anything."

"And why the hell would Jeffrey believe that?", I ask, cross my arms in front of my chest and giggle.

"Because it's for the preperation for the next episode."

"You mean-"

"Jeffrey doesn't expect you back for another week."

"Fuck.", I whisper more to myself.

"Yes. And of course Paul saw me there. And trust me, he was pissed!"

"What did he do? He didn't hurt you, right?"

"No, he didn't. I said I would be there to meet one of the officers."

"And you just went to an officers and talked to him?"

"Yeah. You must have seen his face!", Paula says and starts to laugh.

"I can imagine!", I say and start laughing with her. "So how are we gonna do it?", I ask her after laughing our asses off.

"Do what?"

"Getting me out of here and lock that asshole behind bars."

"Oh, that. Right. How about-"

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Another chapter done 😁

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