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"To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss" - Romeo & Juilet: Act 1 Scene 5
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💜Venables Pov💜
Y/n almost looked as if she'd burst into tears any moment. The drunken man stepped forward boiling my blood.
Was he always like this? Incompetent and drooling with stupidity.
I let a forced smile, "Hello Mr.Y/l/n, I've just come to apologize for keeping Y/n the other day". He groaned in response.
The bottle in his hand was whiskey, I was truly disgusted by his glazed appearance.
"She has been wonderful and I'm sorry to have to keep her late for the rest of this week" he looked to her. Her head pointed down and he retorted.
"What has she done now?" I laughed anger finally getting to me. Through gritted teeth I responded.
"She's done nothing, she's been a great help".
I motioned toward the cane in my hand keeping me upright. He groaned again. I knew I shouldn't stay any longer so I backed out waving to the frozen girl.
The door flew shut and I shook my head.
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🖤Readers Pov🖤
Her face was slightly red when she let a wave bye. I could feel myself finally breath when she exited.
My dad didn't say anything but disappeared into the darkened hallway.
What was she thinking?
Another thought came to me. What did she mean by needing help? Why did she even need the cane?
I yanked myself up satisfied with my father's absence. Tomorrow I assumed would be the official start of actual detention, especially now that my guardian knew I'd be gone.
Why didn't she just tell him? The questions just kept piling up.
Why was I of interest to her?
Why did she want me to stay after so badly?
WHY ME
I turned over furrowing my brows.
Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Maybe.
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🖤Readers Pov🖤
When I sat at my seat, on time, Venable was standing tall a few feet away from me.
Her shadow cast down upon me, making me feel small. Today was not a good day for her.
I quickly realized her mood was unpredictable, she could switch immediately.
She began teaching, her heels and cane clicked repeatedly and roughly. Afterward she sunk into her chair placing her beautiful crown in her hands.
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♡Little Purple Hearts♡ ||Ms.Venable||
FanfictionWhen Y/n is late for English, she fears her new teacher hates her. But slowly the opposite seems to be true. And a relationship blooms between them. ||This is has been edited from the original version||
