Cupid's Match

chapter 6.

"hey listen to me this is a safe space okay?? and if you ever need to talk to someone or need any help at all you come to me is that clear?" the professor said firmly yet with a look of pitty.

Leila shook her head and whimpered quietly before going to her last class that had been delayed.

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{Meanwhile at the hospital that poor boy had been finally discharged}

"here let me help you" his father said as he tried to help his son walk up the stairs.

"it's okay dad I'm fine" Michael replied weakly.

"oh come on i can't even count how many times you've helped me walk up those stairs just let me do something for once" he added with a sad tone.

Once they had reached the bedroom he helped him lie down gently on the bed.

"Im gonna make you some dinner" the old man said as he was leaving the room.

"im- im not really hungry" mike whispered quietly.

"don't you dare say that again i almost lost you today Michael and i am not losing anyone again and especially you" his dad shouted as his voice slightly cracked.

Michael didn't say anything. He laid in his bed quietly with tears covering his pale face, when did it get so bad?? when did everything go down hill?? why did he let himself go down that path??
It hurts. It hurts so much. why won't it stop??? what does he have to do for the suffering to finally end??

When he heard his father's steps getting closer he whipped off his tears with the sleeves of his shirt.

"Now im not much of a chef but i managed to make scrambled eggs with cheese" John said jokingly and sat down next to his son that remained silent.

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"Okay this will be all for today actually- tonight class dismissed" Tina spoke loudly.

Since Leila didn't have a car she had to walk back home in the dark but it didn't really bother her, it made her feel free, the cold wind caressing her face and flying through her hair, the sound of the leaves falling from the trees and softly hitting the ground...for a few minutes it made her feel happy, it made her feel alive.

But then it hit her, what if she had done something wrong? telling her professor about the abuse? what if he somehow finds out? he would kill her. She should've simply just kept her mouth shut.

She didn't want to go back to her dorm, she wanted to keep wandering around and she did until she reached a bridge above the highway, there was a lot of cars driving by, she stopped and thought, what if she jumps? would it be too bad? ending it all?
letting it all go? so she wouldn't have to endure that tremendous amount pain everyday, would it be so horrible? if she jumped off that edge? and disappeared?
The poor girl stared at the highway for a long time before falling to her knees and breaking down in tears.
She couldn't do it, she couldn't get herself to do it, to admit that it has actually gotten that bad.
The night was getting colder, she had to go back to her hell hole, the place she despised the most.
She walked and walked until she reached her dorm where she entered quietly so the beast doesn't wake up, she changed into her pajamas and got quietly under the blanket as she continued whimpering.

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The room was quiet, his father had fallen asleep next to him while his head rested on his shoulder. He couldn't fall asleep so he stared at the ceiling in the dark same old empty feeling in his heart. The last few hours were torturing him, seeing his father even more hurt and miserable than he already was made his heart shatter.
Maybe he was the problem, maybe he did deserve everything that has happened to him, maybe he does deserve to feel that pain. He took a deep breath as his chest ached and his chin shaked trying to hold back his tears for the millionth time and looked at the window, that was the only source of light thanks to the moon.

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Few hours later...
the sun was already rising as the sunlight began to enter the room and replacing the moonlight, his eyes began to open slowly,
he hadn't gotten much sleep, since he couldn't really move or had actual space. John was still sleeping so Michael got up quietly and calmly to get ready for yet another day of torture.
He grabbed a pair of black oversized jeans along with a black oversized sweater, he preferred oversized clothes since they didn't show much of his flawed body.

Once he was down in the kitchen he starred at the fridge for a while, wondering whether to actually have breakfast or let it be, but he didn't want to relieve what happened.

He took the bus as usual to get to his university, his anxiety was eating him up, how could he show up again?? after what happened, he felt embarrassed, ashamed but he couldn't escape it could he??

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"Good morning baby" Leo whispered softly as he got out of bed.

Leila was still awake but she didn't reply.

"god did i sleep well" he added while stretching.

"why are you so quiet?? are you still sleeping??" he asked slightly mad.

"no" she replied with a raspy voice.

"come on then i don't want to always be late because of you" he responded angrily

She got up with her body aching everywhere, her eyes still puffy from last night's tears, she splached her face with cold water and soap, as she stared into her pale face in the mirror, god did she look tired. She didn't even bother putting makeup and covering her eye bags, she just put on her red hoodie and black sweatpants with a pair of red converse.

"that's how you're going?? im not leaving with you looking like that" he said with a sarcastic smile.

She didn't move.

"go on change" he added as he pointed to her closet.

"and for fuck's sake put some makeup,
I'll be in the car don't be fucking late" he left and slammed the door.

She wanted to scream.
To tear herself apart.

She opened her closet's door as she bit her lips to stop herself from sobbing again but how? how can she hold all of that back??
What was she supposed to do now??
change her entire outfit and put some makeup just to fucking please him??? but does she dare not to?
she grabbed a black silk tank top, along with a short jeans skirt and a pair of black boots.
She put on some foundation to cover the eye bags, a slightly purple eyeshadow, along with a little bit of mascara.

"Now that's a woman" he said with a smirk as she sat down in the car and kept pulling her skirt down to hide her thighs.

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Once Michael had reached the building, his heart began beating faster and faster, how will he get through that horrible day??
As he was walking down in the hallway he bumped into his English professor.
"how are you feeling today? you gave us all a scare yesterday" tina asked concerned.
He hesitated at first before answering.
"im- im better now" he muttered out
"that's good im glad and don't pull anything like that again is that clear?" she asked firmly.
"mhmm" he murmured soflty.
As she was walking away, she stopped and asked him again
"eum is your mom-" she couldn't get the chance to finish her sentence
"what about my mom?" he answered  slightly angry
"well you accidentally referred to me as your mom yesterday and i just wanted to make sure that everything is okay" she replied with a low and soft voice.
Michael remained silent. What was he supposed to say? He certainly does not remember calling his professor mom.
Come on say something. Come on.
"im im sorry i i didn't mean-" he stuttered.
"it's alright it happens but if you need anyone to talk to sometimes i am here" she told him before leaving.

Crap.

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"i am heading to class I'll see you afterwards and you better not leave Leila or i swear to god" Leo threatened before walking away.
She stood miserably in the hallway, feeling as if the air was being sucked out of her lungs. She didn't wanna be there, she just wanted to leave, to disappear.
She stood frozen for about five minutes until one of her friends asked her if she was okay.
"Leila?? are you alright?" the friend asked concerned
"hm? oh yeah im im fine" Leila replied with a smile.

< hihi sorry for not uploading in a while school has been a roller-coaster:)
but i hope you enjoy this chapter <3 >