Teacher's Pet

Chapter Two

I drove the rest of the way to my parent's house. When I got home, I ran straight up to my room, not even bothering to say hey to my brother even though I knew he was up; he was always awake this early. I needed time to think about everything.

I ended up falling asleep before I could figure out what was I gonna do.

Monday arrived quickly, but I didn't want it to. I didn't want to see Draven, I was hoping he wasn't going to be at school today. I mean he missed a lot of days anyway, so maybe he wasn't going to be.

I woke up that morning, dragging myself to get ready. I went to my bathroom and turned on my straightener. Definitely straight hair; my hair was a mess this morning. I walked back into my room to find what I was wearing. Jeans and my long sleeve shirt from cheer camp. After I got dressed, I went back and straightened my hair and did my makeup and anything else I needed to do. I ran downstairs and grabbed a piece of toast and kissed both my parents on the cheek.

"Liam, come on," I said, wanting to yell but not in the mood to.

I started to head out the door when I turned around to see Liam appear behind me. That was quick, I thought.

"See you when you're home mom and dad. Have a good day at work," I said to them as I exited the door that lead outside from our kitchen. It was like a random door, honestly. I don't know why they put it in the kitchen..But I mean whatever floats your boat.

I started my favorite little car and turned on the radio and we were headed to school in no time. Luckily there wasn't much traffic that morning so Liam didn't have to hear me yell at the stupid ass people that didn't know how to drive.

I parked in my assigned parking spot: spot 102. We got out and I grabbed my bag from the back seat and I noticed Liam's embarrassed face.

"I can't wait until I get my own car and can drive myself to school. Being seen in or around this car ruins my reputation."

"Liam, you don't have a reputation. But I'm sure mom and dad will let you get a car for your birthday and it's coming up soon, so stop complaining so much. I'm not in a good mood already."

We continued our conversation as we were walking to the side doors of the school.

"What's wrong, sis?"

It was actually pretty crazy how close me and my brother were. I mean, we've always told each other about our problems and relationship issues. It was actually really nice that I knew I always had someone to talk to if I didn't have my friends. Which I really didn't want to tell anybody about Draven. That boy was just a monster. The only person that knew about him was Liam, but even Liam didn't even know everything.

"Draven.." I started to say and I looked down, not wanting to say anything but Liam knew right away.

"I'm gonna beat that kid's ass if he beats you one more time. I'm tired of seeing you like this. You need to do something, Shaena."

I made a face like I know and we went our ways to find our friends since we had just entered the school.

I walked around with my friends for a little bit, but I kept quiet the whole time. Not one of them noticed, either. Oh, yeah, I have some great friends, I thought.

My first class was history. I walked to my seat as my teacher looked at me. I felt like he knew something was wrong but how could he know that? He didn't even know me. He was a teacher for goodness sake.

Well, I was right. At the end of class, he asked me stay for a little bit so he could talk to me.

"Shaena, what's up? You haven't been acting yourself in class lately," he said, as he sat on the desk in front of me.

"I..uh..it's a really long story.." I started, I didn't even know if I should tell him or not. But it'd be nice to get everything off my chest and see what he had to say.

"I'm here if you want to talk, Shaena. I'm not trying to be creepy, I want to help you because I know something's up."

I began my story about Draven, telling every detail possible. I started with when we first met and how sweet he was to me and when we started dating in junior year. I told him about when he started drinking and that's all he ever did anymore and how often we hung out and then it would turn into a beating fest. How he constantly tried having sex with me when he was drunk and all the times he failed at it. I told him about Saturday night and that I finally slapped him in the face and how much I wanted to end it, but I didn't know how. When I finally told him everything, he looked at me, astonished. He made it seem like I wouldn't ever be the kind of person to have to deal with that.

"How do I never see you with bruises from him abusing you so much?"

"I hide them. That's what makeup's for."

"That's too much to put up with. How long has this been going on for?"

"A year. And I continue to do nothing about it cause I don't know how to."

"Well, what I think you should do? Stop talking to him, stop hanging out with him, maybe he'll get the hint."

"Or he'll just come over and punch me in the face a thousand times."

"Have you tried breaking up with him before?" He seemed really curious. Was he that concerned?

"I started to one day..and he stopped me when he heard break and told me 'No, we'll be together forever.'" I made a voice, trying to imitate Draven, but it was fail.

"I'll handle this, okay? Obviously, you can't do anything or else he's just going to make it worse. So I'll talk to someone and we'll help you."

"Thank you.." I said, finally ending our conversation.

He let me go to my next class and gave me a pass so I didn't get a detention or anything.

I don't know why talking to him made me seem close with him. He was my teacher. Was I supposed to feel that way?