MY TEACHER

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Christian's POV.

Sometimes I wonder why this life had to be this tough.

My best was never enough.

As the shots neared where I was hiding behind a table in the warehouse my heart started beating faster. I  only had two bullets left.

I considered myself dead at that point.

No I can't go out like this.

I slide my phone from my pocket and squeezed myself closer in the corner.

My fingers tapped over hailey's name and I waited for her to pick up.

I cleared my throat.

"I know you don't want to hear Fuck all from me now and I know how you must be feeling right now hearing my voice. I'm not asking for your forgiveness but I just want you to know...." I paused hoping I was saying the right words.

"mi huh know if me will ever see yuh again but I don't want you to remember me this way..I mean how we left things. Everything I did was for a good reason....a good fucking reason. And I know you'd probably kill me if you were ever to see my face again..." I said hurriedly and I can just imagine her face. I swear I could hear her heartbeat over the sounds of shots peircing my ears.

"And mi know mi nuh deserve yuh, yuh deserve better than mi...mi just wah tell yuh dis before mi-" before mi get fi seh weh mi wah seh long time, I felt the phone being kicked out of my hand and my ears felt like it was bleeding.

I opened my eyes and pointed my gun at the man that stood I front me.

"You didn't hold your end of the contract" said a voice in a thick irish accent and I instantly knew who it was.

Vivian's dad.

"So you gun down my warehouse and killed nearly all my men?" I asked hissing out of pain.

"You know your mother knew this was gonna happen boy?" He said and I wasn't surprised.

"Why dont you let us handle our business in a more civilized manner and go about our-" before I could finish my sentence a kick was sent in my stomach.

Fuck.

"What do you want" I asked spitting out blood. He would've killed me already if he really wanted to.

"I want all your possessions" he said and I nearly asked him if the cold a get to him head ova farin.

"Yes anything" I begged desperately. I would do anything to walk out of here alive.

"Well I'm sure this will take some time so I will have you cleaned up and you will get your lawyer first thing in the morning...first starting with cash...keys for the safe" he smiled devilishly and I sighed inwardly when I think back how I scraped almost everything from the safe last month. Only leaving 1 million in there. We had most of our weapons their too. 'Offshore accounts my son..always..' my father voice rang in my head.

"The code is 9870" I said and one of his men picked me up and and I felt a sharp pain in my back

"Only this?" He sounded disappointed.

"Business haven't been the best for us since father died, we are barely getting by-"

"Shut your fucking mouth!...now all the vehicles and houses, will be in vivian's name" he said and I nod.

After they took all they wanted, They flung me in the back of a van and that's just what I wanted.

Plan B has a slim possibility of being successful seeing I don't know if everything is going to go as plan.

After 5 minutes of driving. The tire were deflating and they all started panicking. Shots started firing and I sent a kick to the man that was in the back with me and the back of the van opened same time.

I jumped out and Rico held me up and take me to a car.

Thank God him neva dead. Something lifted off my chest.

"Move quick!" I said and the car speed off and hope they did what needed to be done.

I stopped at my apartment and collected everything I needed and went in my personal car heading to kingston.

It's important to keep a low profile for at least three months. By then everything will be dealt with. Or so I hoped. This was my last fucking straw, I was done.

I don't see why I should carry on a fucked up legacy that would only cause me morr sorrows in my life.

I have enough savings and I planned on selling all my assets.

........

Three months passed like three days and I am now realizing how much I hated being in the city.

For one it's way too loud and the traffic is insane and there's so little privacy. For instant the appartment building I lived, Neighbors dem watch out man like TV.

I rented a small apartment to unwind and gave orders to the few men I have left.

Luckily it didn't made the news. Well atleast not the full of it.

For two months I tried to sort everything out and I just knew I would have to do something about my mother sooner or later.

She's like an incurable disease. Keeps spreading like a wildfire.

I stare at my reflection and suddenly the person who I have been trying to keep at the back of my mind surfaced.

Even though I told her she deserved someone better and all that which was partially true but I'm too fucking selfish about her.

I looked like a mad man. My hair grew tall as fuck and my beard was almost covering my lips.

My build was stronger and my wounds were healing up.

I am just planning how I will reappear in her life.

She by now has started university and is living with her friend on dorm with her friend.

Baby girl probably think mi dead eno.

She is now driving so I can't keep track of everywhere she is at all times.

No I'm not creepy, I'm just making sure she's safe.

That's all.

It's the beginning of a new month, December and I was thinking if I wanted to start back teaching in January but I still don't think I have the time or energy to get back in the classroom.

I will miss teaching because that's where I forget who I am. Or who I was.  It was my passion and though I will surely miss it I think it's time for new endeavors.

I rub some moisturizing cream over my face and put on my black hat and grab my car keys.

Time fi change this bush man look.

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