Be My Forever [COMPLETE]

Chapter 74

- posting this because ilyasm and you guys were begging. ;) -

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It started off simple. It was the last class of the day, on a Thursday, and I asked one of my students, Kira, to talk with me in the hallway. I never did anything like that unless they were in trouble, but this wasn't the case.

Kira had turned in a few stories and poems that were beautifully horrifying. They were all about girls with abusive, alcoholic parents. And let's just say, none of them had happy endings. I was concerned for her, so I pulled her out of class we talked.

Kira was a relatively quiet girl. She was a great student, especially in my class. I could tell she was kind of an outcast, much like myself in high school. I related to her.

"I don't get what the big deal is," Kira said, "it's just writing."

"I get why you might be confused, but I just need to know... Is everything okay at home?"

"That's none of your business." said Kira. Wow, this girl may be quiet, but she sure is sassy.

"It may not be my business, but it is the administration's."

All of a sudden, Kira started to spill. She admitted about how her father had just recently left, and that her mother was an alcoholic. Her mother never hurt her, but Kira always feared that she would. You'd be surprised how much a student will admit to their favorite teacher.

I was never put in a situation like this. What should I do? Take her to the guidance counselor? That won't do her any good. I know what it's like. I've been in that situation. Nothing helps unless the problem disappears. Even then, you're left with major trust issues.

"Kira, talk with your mom. Tell her that you want to help. You might be surprised." I say. That's all I can say. I gave Kira a quick hug, and then we proceeded to go back into the classroom.

I thought that I did a decent job.

The reader of the day was normal. Valerie got closer and closer to saying her first word, but so far, nothing yet. She could stand on her own, but couldn't walk without me or Toby's assistance.

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I sat with my first period class as they were writing their daily journal topic. Anything, especially some wacky topic to write about, does wonders for them. It helps them get their creative minds running.

"Alright, let's talk about our topic," I said, ready to start off the morning on the right foot, "'You are describing a color to a blind person. What do you say?'" The board read. We were working on colors at the moment, writing poems or stories about them. Most of the students had silly answers, but I didn't mind. If that's how they enjoyed to write, so be it.

I was about to call on another student to read their journal entry, when suddenly, the intercom boomed. I could tell the difference between the office calling my classroom and the office trying to make an announcement to the entire school.

This message was meant for the entire school.

I assumed it was just the morning announcements, so I awkwardly waited for it to be over.

But it wasn't the morning announcements.

"Good morning, teachers and students," the voice said. I could tell it was Mr. Walsh, the principal. He had a voice that could not be forged.

"It is with a heavy heart that I have to announce that one of our own, sophomore Kira Matthews, passed away last night in a violent attack."