It was the morning of Michaels release and everyone had gathered in the staff room.
Christine walked in and all she could hear was murmuring about Micheal. Only Tom acknowledged Christine was there as he stopped gossiping. "Tea Christine?"
"Er, yeah, please Tom" she nodded taking a seat in her usual seat and whipping out her copy of great expectations adding little notes down the page on post it's.
"One tea, two sugars' said Tom bringing Christine's tea over and placing it on the coffee table in front
"Oh thanks Tom" she smiled sutley
"Great expectations ay? Your year 12s are further forward than mine are"
"I'd rather they weren't" she sniggered "dickens is tooo straight forward to make interesting"
"Now that's very true" he said taking a seat next to Christine "so, how are you"
"Yeah, you?"
"Yeah not too bad" he nodded "so, Michaels out today then eh?"
"Looks like it"
"You know we're all here if you need us" Christine didn't say anything she just reached forward and sipped her tea eventually she nodded
"Thanks" she mumbled
"I'm not meaning to pry, we're just worried about you"
"Well you don't need to be"
"We all saw what happened the day he was arrested Christine"
"It was nothing"
"It's me you're talking too"
"He has his reasons to flip Tom"
"What times he being released?"
"Not a clue, he didn't say"
"He could be out now for all we know then"
"I suppose"
"How's Connor holding up?"
"To be honest Tom, I don't think I've ever seen him so calm"
"Are they not planning to prosecute then?"
"Not at the moment, I mean the evidence is starting to show he's not guilty and it was a genuine accident so"
"Well that's good then"
"One less thing to worry about" she smiled briefly before returning to the book
"Oh Christine you're on a free first period aren't you?" Said audery
"Er yeah, yeah I am"
"Could you do me a huge favour and get me my printing, I completely forgot to send it to print"
"Yeah alright" nodded Christine
"Thanks" nodded audery "I owe you one"
The bell rang
"Hey atleast year 13 are on work experience" smirked Tom
"I know, feels like im barely ever teaching this week"
"Well if you ever fancy covering year 8s I wouldn't say no" he sniggered
"The same ones who locked you in your own classroom and started lobbing chairs?" Tom just smirked "er, I'll pass thanks"
"You are actually scheduled in to cover them next week though"
"Am I?"
"Yeah, sorry about that, got training, it was in the email that went out yesterday"
"God I remember reading it last night now, and I wrote it down, tell you now I'd forget my own head if it wasn't screwed on"
"Well you've had a lot on your plate"
"FINALLY" she smiled exitedly "sorry I've finally finished annotating this bloody book"
Tom went to say something but the staff from door opened as Sonya came flooding in
"Er Christine" started Sonya
"Sonya" smiled Christine "what can I do for you?"
"Someone's here to see you"
"Who is it Sonya?"
"Micheal..." Tom sort of just stared into Christine's eyes for a second as they began to fill with tears
"Right" said Christine trying to smile as she packed away her belongings that she'd scattered across the staff rooms coffee table "well ill see you later Tom" she nodded
"He's in his office" said Sonya as Christine followed Sonya hesitantly, Christine knocking on the door
"Come in" he shouted from the other side. But Christine could just hear the slur in his voice
Christine opened the office door.
"You didn't say you were getting out early morning" she said trying to smile "I could have picked you up"
"Well I needed to run a few errands on my way back" Christine didn't say anything she just nodded silently "you seem quiet? Everything okay?"
"Just glad you're here" she mumbled
"We'll come here then" said Micheal Christine walking forward as he wrapped his arms around her. But there was something something cold about him. "I've missed you"
"I've missed you too"
"A drink" he said pulling a bottle of vodka from a blue bag and beggining to pour two glasses
"No im okay Thankyou, maybe later"
"No come on Christine drink up" he said passing the glass to Christine and pressing his face against hers "drink up"
"Im okay Micheal honest"
"Christine I SAID DRINK"
"Micheal please"
"Don't make me force you to drink it Christine"
"Why are you being like this?" As tears filled her eyes
"Drink up" Christine accepted her fate as she began slowly drinking the glass of vodka almost choking as it hit the back of her throat, causing her to spit it everywhere. "What are you doing woman pure waste of booze that is"
"I'm sorry" she said as tears trickled down her face
"You better be" he said forcefully pushing her into a chair and closing the blinds
"Micheal what are you doing?" She said as panic suddenly filled her head
"I've missed you" he said as he began to unbutton her shirt
"Micheal no. Not here"
"Did you just say no to me?" He started to act with more force. She didn't say a word. She knew exactly what was happening. After a few minutes she began to scream out for help.
"STOP IT!" she screamed as she could see the door handle being twisted. But it was no use, every time she tried to scream he put his hands over her mouth. It was no use. He'd raped her. It was all happening again...
