Torn In Three

Chapter 1

‘’You can’t just walk out on me!’’

‘’Yes I can, Sir. I only came here to ask you for my grade.’’

‘’I could make that grade go up to a C. We know how much you need that C.’’

‘’How could you? Will you let me re sit for a 6th time?’’

‘’No, 5 was the limit.’’

‘’Then how?’’

‘’Have sex with me.’’

‘’What? No! I’m not like that!’’

‘’Fine.’’

‘’Let me past, Sir.’’

‘’No.’’

‘’Why?’’

‘’I’m going to have sex with you.’’

‘No! Stay away from me. I’ll scream, I swear I’ll scream. I don’t want to have sex with you.’’

‘’I don’t care.’’

***

I walked in to registration feeling numb. I’ve felt numb since last month, when Mr Keller ra- done something to me. The worst part? I couldn’t talk to anyone about it because nobody knew. Sure, they all knew we’d had sex. I’d been forced to tell everyone that I had begged him to have sex with me in order to get my Physics grade to a C. Everyone now saw me as a slut. All my friends turned their backs, and teachers couldn’t even look at me.

Mr Keller didn’t get in any trouble. The law has changed, and the age of consent is now 13. Since nobody thought it was rape, he’s off the hook. No one would think I was a slut if it had just been a normal relationship.

‘’Leah?’’ Mr Hanslow, marking the register.

‘’Yes, Sir.’’ I said, smiling. He simply glared in my direction.

Mr Hanslow hated me more than anyone else. We used to have such a good relationship; we were more friends than student and teacher. He knew everything about me, as I did him. However, he was the one who found me on my back screaming in pain, with Mr Keller on top of me. He mistook my screams for pleasure, and when Mr Keller got off of me and told him he’d been taken advantage of, he’d slapped me. Since then, he has never said more than my name to me.

If only Mr Hanslow knew what I’d done for him. I was telling this lie for him. Mr Keller had told me that if I ever said a word about him raping me, then he’d kill Mr Hanslow. I believed he would after what he’d done to me, so I kept quiet. I couldn’t bear the thought of anyone ever hurting him, my best friend, the man I was in love with. Yes; I am in love with my teacher.

**

I had Physics first, with Mr Keller. I had to sit in his lessons for an hour every day, which killed me. He would always look at me, smirking. I felt so small around him, so dirty and shameful. His eyes would often dart to the scar down my face. I had to tell everyone that I inflicted it myself, when the truth was Mr Keller had done it to me with his pen knife.

‘’You don’t deserve to be beautiful, you whore!’’ He had spat, carving in to my face.

I would have this disgusting purple scar on my face for the rest of my life, and be branded a slut for just as long. Mr Keller had ruined my life, and I was getting the blame.

‘’Leah, can you stay after class please?’’ Mr Keller said sweetly.

I nodded nervously, knowing that he would do something horrible to me. I could feel everyone’s gaze on me, and looked down. The bell soon rang, and people began to leave.

‘’Careful not to fuck him again, Leah.’’ Somebody snickered, causing everyone to laugh.

I didn’t look up to see who said it, as I was used to being treated this way. The room was soon empty, and I started shaking in fear as Mr Keller made his way over to me. He was behind me, and started sucking at my neck. I began to cry, and Mr Keller punched me in my side. I winced in pain.

‘’Shut up, you bitch. I hope you haven’t told anyone about our delightful lovemaking, or Mr Hanslow might have a… accident.’’ He hissed, smirking at me.

‘’It wasn’t ‘lovemaking’, Sir. You raped me, and then you blackmailed me with the only thing I care about. You’re a cruel, cruel man, Mr Keller.’’ I whimpered.

‘’Baby,’’ He started, clearly not hearing what I said, ‘’I told you to call me Andrew outside of class, I don’t like it when you treat me all formal.’’

‘’I hate you.’’ I spat.

‘’Why babe, what have I done?’’ He laughed, smirking.

‘’What do you mean, what have you done? You’ve ruined my fucking life! I was so, so happy. I had friends, I had a good relationship with my all of my teachers, I was doing well in most subjects; and then you ruined it by raping me! You fucking destroyed me, and then made me lie for you. Now I have no friends, teachers can barely look at me, I’m doing terribly in lessons, and the man I’m in love with despises me! Why can’t you just leave me alone now?’’

I was sobbing by the end of my little speech, and I could have sworn I saw a trace of guilt in Mr Keller’s eyes. However, he was soon smirking again. He grabbed my forearm, and bent down to whisper in my ear.

‘’How about I ruin it all over again?’’

**