Be My Forever [COMPLETE]

Chapter 94

Returning to work was one of the best things that happened since Melissa left. I needed to focus on other things, and teaching will keep my mind off of the drama that resides between my sister and I.

"Baby, are you sure you want to go back today? You can wait another week, I'm sure they'll understand." Toby begged. I knew he wanted me to stay, but I needed to go back to work. Besides, he didn't need me. He took another week off work, and he was better at taking care of Valerie and Claire than I was.

"I need to go back. Plus, I miss teaching." I said. It was true. I really did miss my job. But part of me knew I would miss Valerie and Claire even more.

I said goodbye to Toby and the girls and I made my way to the high school. Trying to ignore the voice in my head telling me that Toby would mess up was easier said than done. All I could think about was Toby. This is his first time being alone with the girls, and I was terrified that he would do something wrong. It wasn't until I finally arrived at the school when I told myself to trust him, and I convinced myself that he would do a great job.

"Mrs. Cavanaugh! You're back!" My students exclaimed. I could tell my students were glad to start writing about more interesting things now, unlike the substitute I had that have them all dull, unoriginal essay topics.

"I'm glad to be back," I said, then proceeding to show them their journal topics.

The door opened, and it turned out to be Jason DiLaurentis, the school's basketball coach. I wasn't that familiar with him, considering I had only one student on the basketball team out of all seven of my classes.

"Sorry to interrupt," he said, "Mrs. Cavanaugh, can I talk to you for a minute?" He asked. It seemed rather abrupt, considering he never emailed me or contacted me in any way. As said before, I barely know him.

"Um, sure." I said, "Just continue writing, guys, I'll be back in a minute. If anything goes wrong, I'll be right out here." I said to my students.

"I'm sorry, I wanted to wait till lunch to talk about this, but I couldn't wait any longer." He said after closing the door.

"What is it? Is everything okay?" I was genuinely concerned. He wouldn't approach me unless something insane happened.

"Well, it depends."

"On what?"

"How you react."

"Jason, just tell me."

"Well, my mother called me last night, and she gave me some pretty interesting news."

What could she have told him? Obviously, it's concerning me.

"Before I was born, my mother had an affair with a man named Peter Hastings. I found out that he's your father. And, turns out, he's my father, too."