Encounters(Teacher/Student)

Ch. 4

"You asked me why," he says. I put my hand up signalling him to stop talking. And he does.

Before I could say something my phone rings.

"He-" I get cut off by whoever it is on the other line.

"You fucking bitch," he says. My face hardens and my body becomes stiff.

"You're cheating on me? With another man? You took this opportunity of me leaving to get all my stuff to your advantage? You slut be ready I'm coming back in two weeks," and with that he hangs up.

My phone drops from my hand and onto the floor.

"I love you baby," he says, coming closer towards me with the hockey stick in his hand.

"We are going to be together forever babe. Our kids and us. Perfect family," he whispers while pulling on my hair.

"Please stop," I beg him. I can feel the blood from my head dripping on his hands but he just pulls my hair even harder causing the throbbing pain to send chills down my spine.

He stands up and starts kicking my sides. Soon the darkness takes over me.

"Ayla!," Mr. Richard yells. I flinch at his voice.

"You're shaking and crying. What's wrong?" he asks.

I can't get him involved in this, he's dangerous. He will kill him. I can't put anyone's life in danger because of me. Hell not even my parents knew about what he did. No one did.

Mr. Richard walks towards me and hugs me. I lean into him craving the feeling of safety in his arms. The flashbacks don't stop, causing my head to throb in pain. Darkness engulfs my eyes while white dots dance around. Mr. Richard lets go of me for a brief second only to catch me again. The last thing I heard him say was my name.

***

"Her blood pressure is low, and she is suffering from physiological trauma. It'll be hard for her to tell what happened, but as you seem close to her you can probably get it out of her. I'll even suggest therapy that could help too," I hear a mans voice.

I open my eyes to see a hospital room. Mr. Richard standing opposite a man in a white coat. I start to sit up and both the mans and Mr. Richards heads snap towards me.

"Hello Ayla," the man speaks. " I'm your doctor, how are you feeling now?" he asks.

"Fine. I'm going home now," I tell the doctor sternly. He laughs. Which causes me to give him a death glare.

"Easy there dear, you will be kept under observation for another hour," with that the stupid doctor leaves the room.

I try to avoid Mr. Richards piercing gaze, but he pulls a chair towards the bed and takes a seat. God damnit why do I always get stuck in situations like this?

"Shit. I need to call home," I tell no one in particular and start searching for my phone while seated on the bed. When I can't find it I finally look at him, there it is. In his hands my phone.

Ma I'll be staying over at Kate's house tonight. Will be back sometime tomorrow so don't worry.

My mom will be worried for no reason, it's better not to tell her. I put my phone on the side only to meet his piercing gaze once again. What's wrong with him.