"Options... I've ran out of Options..." (Book 3)

Chapter 129 - "Blame Game...?"

Chapter 129 - "Blame Game...?"

Clara's PoV

'Clara? What's wrong? Hun tell me' John did as I lifted my head from his chest and he begged for an answer.

I could tell totally by his voice how concerned he was but I wasn't even sure I'd get any words out I was so distressed.

Not just distressed but in pretty bad pain as well.

'I-- I just got suspended' I mumbled not wanting to make eye contact with him. I was pretty embarrassed actually.

'What?' He scoffed as there was a toot of cars are lining up on the road. 'Yeah alright dickhead' John shouted. 'Come on. Well go home and talk about it' he assured me taking my hand and leading me to the car but to be honest this whole morning now had been a blur.

- - -

'Forget it. Tell him to stick his Fucking job up his ass. We don't need the money. You don't need the money' John scoffed but that wasn't exactly the point here.

'John you don't get it. It's not just one specific job. This is my whole career about to go down the drain. I shouldn't have been out of my seat let alone taken three impressionable 11 year olds as well'

'Three?'

'Amber was up and so was Avia and Jamie had followed her. I wasn't to know there was three of them out of their seats but there was. It was all my fault. I deserve to loose my job' I grumbled taking all the blame.

'That's not fair. How was you to know the coach was going to slip or swerve off the road?'

'As the responsible adult in charge it's my fault'

'That's total crap' he yelled at me as we both went completely silent sat in the lounge. 'What happens now?'

'Mr Foster said he's obliged to give all this as evidence now that it's been made a formal complaint. He says I'm a liability in the eyes of the governors and so he had no choice but to suspend me' I explained.

'Is there anything we can do? To stop this all spiralling way out of control?' John asked.

'Mr Foster said he's going to do his best to get the mother to drop the complaint. If she doesn't drop it within 48 hours then there's nothing more that can be done' I hummed closing my eyes.

'Let's think about this. There was three kids standing up. Avia was one of them so we know the parents won't put in a complaint on that. Amber the other girl - her Mums complained. What about this Jamie?'

'Jamie is the one that Avia kissed. He followed Avia' I explained.

'Any ideas of when well next see Jamie?' John asked.

'Tonight. If already given permission for him to come round. I promised she could show janes lavender before all this happened. She can't get on the horse with a broken leg but I don't see why not?'

'We can talk to him?'

'It's not him we have to persuade John. He is 11. It's his Mum?' I pointed out.

'Well if she'll let him come round here she can't hate you?'

'Only cause she probably doesn't know' I scoffed.

- - -

'Is it not really weird having your mum be a teacher at the school and seeing her at home?' James asked feeling a little intimidated.

Clara had insisted he call her Clara but it was hard to break the habit. She would always be Miss Oswald to him.

I hadn't quite dissed out if this Janes was going to the same secondary school as Avia yet but I knew that Daisy wasn't which is what confused her.

'Not really. You get used to it, she is my Mum at home and I don't really see her in school. I try to avoid her' Avis giggled.

'Hi Miss Oswald' James said politely.

'How many times James - When were like this it's Clara'

'It's really weird that teachers have first names' he shivered as I rolled my eyes. 'How are you?' I mumbled.

'After the accident. Better than Avia. I broke my wrist' he said pulling his plaster casted arm out of his school jumper.

I didn't even notice it. It was very well hidden.

'It's okay though because it means I don't have to do PE and neither does Avia. So we get to sit back in the classroom and do art or read' he said happily.

I saw John's face starting to boil so I suggested that we go in the kitchen.

'There had better be a teacher in the room when they are alone' John growled.

'I can assure you there is. It would be unsafe and a risk factor is there wasn't' I grumbled. 'This is pointless. He's not the enemy here John. He's 11. Just let Avia have her fun' I said.

'When I was 11 I thought girls had cooties' he complained sitting at the kitchen table defeated.

'Well there was no internet back in the 80's'

'90's. How old do you think I am?' He tutted.

'Alright 90's same thing' I complained sitting carefully down on the chair and taking a deep breath.

Even walking from one room to the other was making me breathless and I'm only 5 months. I dread to think what I'll be like when I'm 9 months.

'What now then?'

'I accept that I did wrong and take my punishment'

'No. I refuse to admit that you did anything wrong. I've been speaking to people at work that don't think that the police would have a case. Your a good teacher'

'Well if that was true of anyone actually thought that then I wouldn't have been suspended would I? Think about it John. I've had so much time off this last year and in three months I'm going off on maternity leave. I'm not worth the hassle' I said with a shrug.

'You won't have a job to go back to. You won't have maternity leave because you won't have a job' John complained.

'Then that's how it is isn't it' I mumbled.