Me, My Teacher and Lies

Chapter 14

I had planned on making a run for it as soon Mr Greyson and I made it out of his apartment and Mark’s eye line but it was like the man read my mind because as soon the door closed behind us he grabbed me by the elbow and steered me the entire way to his car. I was pissed. However I had decided through the haze my anger had created to ignore the asshole as wholly as he had ignored me and I know it’s immature but if I start talking all will be lost trust me.

I literally threw myself into his car since the last time he’d had to hold still so I could lean on his shoulder to get into the damn thing and I was not willing to touch any part of that man, again for control reasons I mean if you look at the fateful day as I have grown to call it all we did was touch he hugged me at least twice and was being all nice and caring I’m just not used to tat crap and I was so not setting myself up for that again as long as I can’t hear him speaking his fancy words or feel any part of him then I will be fine.

So I did the only thing I could think of and stuck my earphones into my ears luckily for me I’d made it a personal rule to always have the thing on me I need it, a lot – it works like this, if I want to stay mad at something I listen to angry rock music and blast it threw my skull, when I want to think I put on some meaningful indie stuff or soft rock, if I am trying damn hard to concentrate I put on the seldom used classical playlist I have and so on but right now I need the angry stuff so I trolled through my playlists and put it on play moving my finger around the touch sensitive dial to turn it up full volume and all was accomplished by the time Mr Greyson got into his car.

I kept my gaze trained straight ahead out the windshield and on the street we were definitely speeding down. I could see movement to the far left of my peripheral vision and almost gave into instinct to look at the source but I ignored it letting the music control my mood. We stopped at a red light and a hand was waving itself furiously in front of my face – idiot man trying to get my attention, amateur I have a younger brother he’s delusional if he thinks I’m actually going to listen to him that easily let alone at all.  To press the point I yawned and tilted my head to the side to rest on my fist still staring straight ahead. The lights turned green and the car started again except it missed the street that gets you to the next street that has my house on it.

I turned to look at him then but it was him ignoring me this time and I felt rather than heard the all too familiar click of the central locking system. My mouth gapped open as I stared at my kidnapper in disbelief – please tell me he’s not going to murder me, Jesus this day has taken several unexpected turns... it kind of makes me wish I stayed with Mark now or made him take me home.

I ripped my ear buds out of my ears and could hear the song playing in perfect clarity, damn my ears are going to hurt later.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing”?

“Oh, so you want to talk now”? He asked me irritated.

“What the fuck? You do not get to kidnap me and then turn it on me you are an even bigger A hole than I thought possible and trust me no one thinks less of you than me right now”.

“I guess I deserve that”.

“You guess? I thought it took a certain level of intellect to become a teacher obviously they’re letting anyone do it nowadays” I fumed more out of panic than anything else. It’s become second nature to me to protect myself more often than not I try to karate chop some innocent person who was just tapping me on the shoulder to tell me that I dropped something and here I am defenceless locked in a car with a psychotic man child. “Stop the damn car right now”!

“No not until we talk”.

“Oh so now you want to talk”? I spat repeating his earlier words.