I Never Really Left

Eight

"Y/N," I opened the door to her dorm. It was completely empty, minus a small piece of paper in the middle and the other half of the dorm. "She left that a few minutes ago," said a boy. "Kason," I nodded at him, still technically his teacher.

I'm not going to a therapist. I told you that. There was only one other option. I'm not telling you where I went, as it is unimportant. I may come back to work as a teacher, a little redhead told me the pay was good. But if I do, it'll be a different name. So good luck finding out if it's me.

Goodbye, Y/N

The note fell from my hands. I ran towards the doors, looking for her. "Y/N!" I called. I turned back into myself, ignoring everyone. People muttered and gasped but I didn't care. She was getting in a car. I stopped her. "Dr. Montgomery would work perfectly, I promise," I explained. "I'm not getting therapy," she growled. "So instead you're going to leave? Take the cowards way out?" I knew that this would get her to stay. She hated being proved wrong or not being brave. "I'm not a coward!" She turned around to me quickly. "Prove it," I crossed my arms. "On second thought," she turned to the driver. "Take me to the therapist in Jericho," she said, getting in. I smiled as she pulled out of the gates. Now... to deal with the students.

Y/N's POV:

I watched her smiled at me as we pulled out. "I'm not actually going. Continue taking me to the train station," I muttered. It took a painfully long time to get there, but I grabbed my bags, bought my ticket, and got loaded onto the nearest train. I wondered how long it would take for Larissa to notice that I had left. I fell asleep on the train, for I had nothing to do on a three day train ride. I ate some food, looked out the window, and on the last day I fell asleep again. When I awoke, people were unloading. I got off and headed towards home. "Y/N? What the hell are you doing back?" Mark growled at me. "Shut it dumbass," I shoved my bags into his hand and headed towards my room, to lock myself in for as long as I live. "Mom! Dad! Y/N's back!" Mark screamed throughout the house. "Shut the fuck up!" I shouted. I jumped from the stairs and tackled him, ready to beat the shut out of him, before my parents came down. I stood up and wiped myself off. "Mother. Father," I greeted them coldly. "You still have half a term left at Nevermore. Why aren't you there?" My father asked. "I ran off. It was either that or get. Ugh. Therapy," I said it as if it was the worst thing in the world. My mother grabbed the car keys, loaded my luggage into the car, and dragged me towards it. "You're going back," she told me. "No! I'm! Not!" I tried to break free but she was too strong. She ended up putting child lock on the doors so that I couldn't get out. Soon, using my mother's power, we were back at Nevermore. "How I hate this school," I muttered as I got out. As soon as I walked in kids started whispering. No doubt it was because Larissa had cause the whole school to question reality. "She's looking everywhere for you," "Weems thinks you might be dead," "She's in her office," "Principal Weems really worried,". Everyone was talking to me at once, most addressing her as Weems or Principal Weems. I'm honestly not shocked that she found a way to become headmistress again. I assume I had no choice but to go to her office. "Yes. I understand. I don't know. If I knew, she wouldn't be missing now would she? She's been gone three days! Sheriff, I-" she stopped talking and looked at me. "Principal Weems? Principal Weems? Larissa?!" Sheriff Galpin's voice called from over the phone. "Never mind," she told him, hanging up the phone, her eyes still never leaving mine. She slowly walked towards me. "Where were you?" She asked, her voice wavering. "I went home," I turned my head away from her. "Don't ever do that again! You had me scared half to death. I thought maybe something happened- and when you didn't come back for days- or- or write- or call- or leave any kind of sight that you were ok- I- I..." she sighed. She pulled me into hug. "Don't ever leave me again," she told me. I didn't respond, but slowly wrapped my arms around her. "Promise me that. Promise that you'll never leave me again," Her voice was softer, yet more commanding. "I can't promise that. Not because I don't want to, but because I'm not sure if I can keep it," I pulled away from the hug. "Then promise that you'll try," "I promise," I said, tears filling my eyes. "What time is it?" I asked, trying to change the subject. "Time for you to get some sleep," she walked me towards her dorm and let me in. "What about the other headmistress? And why am I going in your dorm? And don't you need sleep too?" "The other headmistress was fine with me retaking my position. Your dorm is completely empty, if you don't remember. And I haven't slept for a couple of days, so I'll be fine," she shut the door behind her. "Why not?" I asked, instantly concerned. "You scared me, Y/N. I wasn't going to sleep until you were found," she kissed my hair. "I'm found. So please sleep," I said. She smiled softly before laying down next to me. "Goodnight," I whispered, closing my eyes. "Goodnight," she responded, wrapping her arms around me.