Everything felt like a blur... Like I was walking in slow motion. All my bruises are hidden... Legs sore, neck hurt, back in pain. This is not the world I didn't want to live in. Walking down the hallway earlier than normal. All the students chatting by their lockers, some making out, some studying. All before the bell rings for classes to start.
The door to Namjoon office opened revealing the devil himself. And it so happened as I started walking. His eyes burning holes in my skin and a smile on his face. The events were replayed in my head. The words, the slaps, the punching and the threats. Not just to me but to Yoongi as well. I just wished I could die at this moment.
"Good morning beautiful" he said smiling
"G-good morning" I said
Namjoon smiled and came towards me kissing my cheek. His lips traveled to my ear and what he whispered sent a chill up my spine.
"Remember what I said...don't make me punish you again. I will do what I did last night to you but only worse. Be a good girl for me" he said
Namjoon kissed my cheek again and walked away. Tears were brimming in my eyes. I had my sunglasses covering my red eyes and tears. Plus, the black and blue that was beginning to show. I covered it as much as I could but the amount of tears I cried on the way he removed some of it.
My class came into view and I opened the door. No one was in yet so it gave me time to get everything situated. I had to watch what I say and do now. Cause Namjoon could be anywhere and I won't even know.
Writing the assignment on the board and also a good morning. The book sprayed out on my desk with the page that needs to be talked about opened. Students started walking in and I heard some of them whispering. This wasn't me to be here on time. And especially writing something on the board.
The door opened and closed again and I felt everyone staring at me. A part of me knew the class was filled up. Taking one last breath and turned around facing all the students. I kept my sunglasses on for a reason. I just had to make up a lie about why I was wearing them.
"Good morning class" I said trying to be calm as possible.
Each one was shocked that I even said it. Usually I'm cursing and talking shit and blah blah blah. But like Namjoon said... I can't. I have to be normal.
My eyes looked at each one of the students. Some were shocked at my appearance. I couldn't blame them. I would be too.
The door opened one last time, revealing the 6 people.
"Your late" I said
Each one froze in their spots and looked at one another. I kind of figured they knew because of what Namjoon did last night. But I had to act like it never happened. Nor bring it up. But some how, Yoongi is going to make me spill. I won't be able to. My life is literally on the line.
They took their seats and looked at me. The plastics even knew something was off with me. And I just wanted to cry right there and then.
"Turn to page 102 and we will go ove--"
The door opened again and it was Namjoon. Looking at everyone and back at me. His smile on his face was fake. He was the dean and this was his duty to walk into the classrooms. Mine had to be first.
"Good morning everyone! I just wanted to check in and see how everyone is doing. I hope Ms. Monica will teach you everything you need to know. Right Ms. Monica?" He asked spat out venomly. Especially how he said my name.
"Yes" I cleared my voice. " I will teach them everything they need to know." I said on the verge of crying.
"Good. Have a good day everyone! And if THERE IS any PROBLEMS let me know and I'll handle the situation" Namjoon said
Everyone nodded their heads and turned back to me. Namjoon gave me glare that meant he was watching me. It scared me. Feared for my life. I was completely shutting down.
He left the room and again I felt a pair of eyes burning into me. I knew it was yoongi.
We went over the topic which was about American history. Shit I already knew. This was actually the class I passed in. My favorite subject.
The bell rang after an hour and I let the students know what to study and when the test will be. Each one of the students left except for the 6 people I needed to avoid.
"Monica"
I ignored the voice... As I sat at my desk and wrote down notes for the next class. Going over what I needed to teach so I wouldn't mess up.
"Monica"
Tears were falling down my cheeks and I kept my head down. I wanted to look in his eyes but again Namjoon's words repeated in my head.
"Look up at me" Yoongi said
I did but he couldn't tell or anything cause of how dark the lenses were.
"Yes, Mr. Min? Is there a problem with the assignment?" I asked
Jungkook's eyes were big like Bambi. I could see the hurt in them. Jimin didn't say a word as he was shocked as well. Hoseok, Jin and Taehyung which I didn't know very well same as Jimin all looked upset.
"What the fuck did he do to you?" Yoongi growled.
My head was back down at my desk writing more stuff on it. Preparing everything.
I heard heavy steps come to my desk and my glasses were ripped from my face and the scarf around my neck. Still keeping my head down and my tears were getting the pages of the textbook and my notebook.
Yoongi's finger lifted my head with his fingers and he saw my face. My eyes still down at the paper. He slowly backed away when he saw the black and blue on my eye. Especially the hand print that was wrapped around my neck.
"D-did he do this to you?" Jungkook asked
I couldn't answer. I had to follow Namjoon's order.
Oh God if Namjoon walked into this classroom right now. I'm dead.
As if Namjoon could read my mind, he walked in.
"Shouldnt you boys be in class?" He growled
Yoongi marches over to Namjoon. I couldn't protest or anything I just kept my eyes and head down the whole time. I never met any of the guys eyes.
"What the fuck did you do to her?" Yoongi yelled
Namjoon chucked
"That is none of your concern. Your next class is about to start. Don't be late. Or I'll do something that you will never get a job anywhere else. Now leave. I got business to attend" Namjoon spat.
Still not looking up but I did hear Jungkook.
"Come on Yoongi" he said
I could hear the door open and shut and then it was quiet. Namjoon was walking towards my desk.
"You didn't follow my orders??" He growled
My eyes met his and I couldn't stop crying.
"I-I did sir" I said
He smiled now that he has me under his control. And now, I have to call him sir at all times. Even at home.
"Good girl" he said
I just nodded my head and continued writing on the paper. He kissed my head and walked away.. the door opened and closed again and it was silent. All that could be heard was my sobs.
The door opened again and I threw my glasses on once again. I figured it was the students of the next class was walking in. But I was wrong..
"Baby" Yoongi said
I shook my head no and just slid him a note that I already prewrote. Not even looking at his eyes.
He took the paper and walked away.
'Help me'
Is what I wrote on the note.
Hoping that he will indeed help me. My life is in his hands now.
But it's only a matter of time before my life is hanging on a thread. It needed to be soon...
Or I'll be gone.
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Bad Teacher MYG 21+
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