More Than a Teacher - Ashton Irwin

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Two weeks passed by and I'm finally back at the beach. Sitting in between Ashton's bent knees on his towel. I had my own towel laid out but I'd prefer gate crashing Ashtons towel. It was further under the shade of the beach umbrella too as we've parked ourselves here for the morning.

The other side of the umbrella lay Calum, his body absorbing the sun but his face shaded by the umbrella.

We went and picked him up last week when he was discharged from hospital. It honestly feels like a dream that all three of us are sitting here after everything that's happened.

It's so amazing to have him back. It finally feels like things are sinking into some normality. The first night he was home, things just felt complete. The apartment felt full and like a home. We ate dinner together, the boys caught up on life and it was so nice to see them laughing together. Ashton's definitely missed his other half.

We're now soaking up the hot weather as it borders on summer. What better way than to make the most of the beach we have right outside our door step. The only thing is Calum can't actually go in the salt water due to his wound that's still healing. He still enjoys tanning on the shore but is a little annoyed that he's going to get an awkward tan line from the rectangular bandage stuck to his skin.

I shift uncomfortably where I sit in front of Ash. Both of us fresh out of the water after having a swim to cool off. My body is feeling a little extra hot and bothered today so the water is really a massive help. Ash drives his thumbs into my shoulders, noticing my unsettled nature. Massaging my neck softly he leans over my shoulder, pressing a kiss to my salty skin.

"Still not feeling well?" He whispers in my ear.

I woke up this morning feeling a little off and uneasy. I've had a bit of pain in my back and waves of nausea in the pit of my stomach.

"Mm, my lower back is killing me." I whine quietly as Calum lay half asleep in the sun.

Ashton's fingers move down my back to press into points of my lower back. I hum in relief, letting my eyes flutter closed briefly. Then momentarily the pain stops all together. It's so strange, it comes in waves and then disappears.

"Do you wanna go back home?"

I shake my head. I'm good for now. I also don't want to kill the vibes.

Maybe it's just in my head. The power of the mind is crazy and can actually cause you to feel ill when you're not. I'm wondering if maybe my parents are playing on my mind subconsciously and the silent stress is actually coming out as this stomach and back pain.

Earlier in the week I got the news of my parents being sentenced. I had the choice to speak in court and be apart of the whole hearing but Kat deemed me mentally unfit to do so. Not that I'd want to be put through that anyways. I don't want to relive the abuse they put me through. Instead they have a small party represent me and argue my side. At least that's how I understood it. Court and legal stuff is confusing.

I can't remember the exact counts and charges but they're sentenced for a very long time. They will die in jail, as they deserve.

After that news, it's all over. That's it. I should be able to leave everything in the past now. I shouldn't have to hear about them ever again.

On another note, I have an important phone number stuck to the refrigerator at home. One call and I could speak to my sister for the first time. All I have to do it's pick up the phone. It's weighing on my mind more than ever and I'm really opening up to the idea of meeting her and having a relationship.

I'm just not quite ready. Almost, but not yet. I have nothing against her, in fact I really do want to meet her eventually. I'm not mentally prepared yet. It's been a lot to wrap my head around.