Benefits With My Teacher

BWMT- 37

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I stood at the sides as I look at the woman watching her husband in handcuffs and off to prison. I could hear her ear pitching screams. She turned her head sideways as if she was looking for someone and when her eyes spotted me, rage took over her face.

She marched towards me, her hands ready to claw my eyeballs out but the police stopped her from doing so. She yelled, screamed, kicked, cursed, punched and spat. Her eyes showed fury, she didn’t care how she looked at all as I could practically see steam coming off her ears.

“Ms. Ellison.” A deep voice called me.

Their children rushed up to her, restraining their mother from strangling me to death. I caught the eye of one of their children. A girl around my age, with a sad and a hopeless look on her face looked at me as she held back her mother from beating the shit out of the person who destroyed their family.

She mouthed something I could barely read through my tear stained eyes, from the lights surrounding us. She never left my eyes as slowly tears fell down, like she was studying my face.

“Ms. Ellison.”

Their children and the police weren’t able to hold the woman in much longer as she lunged towards me, grabbing my hair and slamming my face down the hard concrete wall just beside me. I could hear her cursing at me as I blacked out.

“Ms. Ellison!”

I sat up, panting and sweating, my face scared as fuck as the entire class looked at me. I looked up and saw Mr. West’s face. He looked worried and tired like he had not been sleeping for days. I bit my lip as I looked down.

“I’m sorry for sleeping.” I muttered, still looking down.

I could hear him sigh. “Please do sleep on your free time and not during my class. I’m sure I am not that boring Ms. Ellison.”

I sank down my seat as Mr. West went back to the front to continue his discussion.

It couldn’t be Allison, right? I sighed and dug in my bag to fish out the family photo. I looked at it and sure as hell the youngest of the three children was Allison. I blinked and sighed when the bell rang.

Stuffing my things in my bag, I quickly went to the door.

“Ms. Ellison? Can we talk for a minute or five?” he asked once the last student besides me went out of the door. He leaned on his desk, folding his sleeves up.

“No.” I shrug him off when I really wanted to hug him. He fucked his ex while you were together.

“Kate, I am not playing around.” He stopped folding up his sleeves and grabbed my hand.

I turned to him and shrugged his hand off, “Neither am I”

I left quickly and in the midst of the hallway, I pulled out my phone after it vibrated.

I have a surprise for you. See you soon. By the way, I could see you, you know. xDebby.

My eyes widen as I turn around to look for Debby but the hallways were empty. I gulped and ran to the nearest washroom since I had the sudden urge to pee. I turned to one of the empty cubicles. The washroom was completely empty, giving me the chills on how silent the place was.

After doing my business and pulling up my pants, I heard the door of the washroom close and a click. That’s odd, I did not hear the door open.

I pushed the cubicle door open and stared at the mirror in horror. There in blood red lipstick were the words: