After the bell

Thirty nine

I run to my car hearing the dial tone from my phone hearing Lana answer.

"His gonna kill him!!" I screamed down the phone as I get in the car.

"What? Who?" Lana asked panicking.

"My dad he knows his on his way to the school now"

"Shit!" Lana said worriedly.

"Lana your closer get to that school now!" I demanded her as I start the car "I'm on my way" I told her.

I drive like a lunatic to the school, I was a panicking mess I pull up seeing my dads bike along with Lana's car.

I get out the car running into the school down the corridor hearing running in the distance I speed my pace in the distance I see my dad heading down the corridor walking angrily with Lana chasing after him begging him to stop.

"Dad no!" I screamed as he gets closer to Jon's classroom he ignored me as he barges into the classroom.

I see Lana cover her mouth in shock as I run up to her, I see my dad standing over Jon's body my dad had clearly punched him in the face.

"You sick prick!" My dad shouted angrily as he punches Jon again causing me to scream out.

"Dad stop!" I shouted running in.

"Stop why stop? It's sick!" He shouted as he paces back and forth for a second trying to process what he knew "you took advantage of my little girl!" He spat

My dad walks over kicking Jon across the floor, i run over pulling my dad backwards.

"Will you stop!" I shouted staring my dad in the eyes, all I could see in his eyes was rage. 

"Stop I'm not going to stop till that sick pervert is dead!" He shouted looking over my shoulder watching Lana help Jon off the floor.

"This isn't the place to be doing this" I informed my dad "we should talk at home"

"What's wrong with here Peyton?" My dad asked me
"Oh that's it, if the school finds out you been sleeping with your teacher all hell will break loose, and you wanna know why? Because it's wrong!"

"I know that!" I shouted "if you can just calm down we can talk about this"

"I am calm!" He shouted angrily in my face.

"No dad your not, go home we'll talk at home" I insisted.

My dad walks past me to the door and I look to Lana.

"Don't let him do anything stupid" I said getting her to keep an eye on him she nods her head following my dad.

I turn looking at Jon seeing his face was busted open.
"I'm so sorry" I said looking at his face.

"What the fuck happened?" Jon asked me.

"I don't have a clue, he went sneaking through my phone" I informed him.

"You better go home talk to him" Jon said getting off the desk he was sitting on.

"You gonna be okay?" I asked looking at him he wasn't exactly in the best shape thanks to my dad.

"Yeah just go Peyton" Jon said walking away from me.

I nod my head turning walking away out the classroom, Jon was being off and short with me I wasn't sure if it was because my dad just gave him a kicking or because he was now having doubts about us.

I arrive home seeing my dad and Lana was there I rush indoors seeing Lana sitting on the stairs looking at me shaking her head.

"Where is he?" I asked her she pointed to the kitchen, I walk past her walking into the kitchen seeing my dad sitting on the kitchen counter beer in hand.

"How could you be so fucking stupid" my dad said looking at me.

"I know" I said walking further into the kitchen "but when I first met Jon I didn't know he was my teacher. The second I met him I knew then that I was meant to be with him"

"His your teacher Peyton!" My dad shouted reminding me.

"Yeah I know that, I get that reminder five days a week" I said frowning slightly "I don't think you get that we tried to keep away from each other, but I honestly haven't felt like this about anyone before, I love him"

"It's wrong Peyton this whole situation is wrong, I can't believe you have been sleeping with him. It's disgusting"

"No disgusting is coming home seeing you banging miss Slutler on the couch"

"Don't turn this round on to me! I'm not the one slutting it up with my teacher!" He reminded me.

"Just promise me you won't go to the police that's all I'm asking for" I pleaded as I stood there tears falling down my face after what my dad said it rather hurt.

My dad just looks down at the floor not looking at me, I took his silence as he didn't know what he was going to do.

I turn around rushing out the house to my car heading to Jon's apartment, after the way he was at the school I needed to see him find out if he was okay.

I arrive at his letting myself in I walk through his apartment seeing him in his bathroom cleaning his face.

I walk in taking over dabbing the cotton wool ball under his nose.

The silence between us was deadly and I didn't like it, you could cut the tension in the room with a knife.

"I'm not sure what's going to happen but I don't think he will go to the police" I informed him.

"Look Peyton" Jon said looking at me I could tell that what he was going to say was not what I wanted to hear.

"You wanna break up?" I said dropping the bloody cotton wool ball in the bin.

"Yeah I think it's for the best. Hearing your dad seeing how mad he was. We created that, I created it, I was the adult I should of backed away"

"We tried" I reminded him.

"not hard enough" Jon sighed

"We did we tried" I said as tears fell from my eyes.

"No" Jon said looking down away from me "I want you to leave though before I change my mind"

I nod my head walking past him leaving his apartment in tears.

I arrive home walking inside I felt like my heart had been broken in two, I sit down on the stairs not finding it in me to walk upstairs.

My dad walks out the living room seeing me sitting staring into space.

"I'm not going to the police or the principal" He said walking over to me sitting next to me "I couldn't do that to you"

"Thank you" I said looking at him just talking made me start crying again.

"I'm sorry" he said wiping away tears from my cheeks.

"What for? Kicking the crap out of the guy I love or causing him to break up with me" I cried.

"I'm sorry" he said pulling me into him,  I pull away from him not wanting him to touch me I was angry but I couldn't fight him off I needed my dad to hug me and tell me everything was going to be okay. But nothing would be okay till I had Jon back.