Want what you can't have (TEACHER/STUDENT) 18+

Chapter 26 - GONE

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I wake up the next morning feeling more powerful than ever; its nice to feel in control like I had at the start of the year. After I go downstairs and make myself pancakes (which I've been having a fair amount of since getting back from Orlando), I head upstairs to check on mam. She's still in bed drinking her tea, her eyes are dark as she stares in to space, not even noticing that I'm there; she looks tired.

I felt bad leaving for Orlando so soon after dads surprise disappearance. She would never say anything to make me feel bad; but I knew she was lonely and vulnerable at the time and I'm the only one that could of been there to make her feel better.

She hasn't gotten over dad leaving yet; it still hasn't sunk in that we haven't heard for him in such a long time now. I sometimes wonder where he went; and if he will realise what he was did was shitty and come home. Then my curiosity turns to anger and I want to punch everything around me; how could he leave me after we'd been so close from the day I was born?

Even if him and my mam were having problems; why didn't they tell me? And why did he have to shut me out. He obviously couldn't give a fuck about either of us.

I close the door quietly, before sighing and heading towards my wardrobe to cheer myself up with a killer outfit, fit for seduction. I pick out my short denim skirt and tight grey Tshirt, straighten my hair and shove on my black Nike cap. I feel so tumblr.

I'm not sure what's going on with me and Jack at the moment. All I know is I'm definitely not letting him distract me, causing me lose whatever's happening with Joshua. I may think he's a piece of shit for treating me how he is; but I won't let him get to me anymore. Ive got the upper hand now, and I'm going to show him what he's missing.

When I get to school, I walk to class and my confidence becomes smaller and smaller. I feel my palms become sweaty. I stand outside the door; shaking off my nerves, before holding my head high and opening the door confidently. I step inside, a grin spread across my face.

My shoulders drop immediately, the grin now a unenthusiastic frown. A woman is sitting where he had been. Her hair is up in a tight bun, which almost manages to hide the wrinkles that are spread across her forehead. She looks at me over her glasses, no expression on her face whatsoever.

I glare back at her; disappointed with the view my eyes were seeing. I'm so used to walking in and feeling butterflies, just at the sight of the sex god that is supposed to be where that wrinkly old raisin of a woman is sitting. My eyes dart down to the bare desk, all of his belongings; gone. What the fuck?

People begin to mutter to each other; and I snap out of my thoughts realising how long id been standing there. I head towards my seat and sit down, and it's not long before my brain goes crazy with scenarios.

Had someone found out? He's been fired? Even worse he's been fired because of me? He's been kidnapped? He's been in a terrible accident and died? He's just disappeared? Missing?

I start to think ridiculous thoughts, resulting in me chuckling to myself; for being so fucking stupid. This gains me some more weird looks but I don't care; I'm to involved in my own thoughts to give a flying shit about what other people are thinking. He's probably just ill, right?

I'm once again dragged away from my thoughts, with the sound of her standing up; clearing her throat. The whole class is silent as she makes her way to the middle of the room, her ugly ass brown shoes making a loud clicking noise with every step. She introduces herself as Mrs Walton. I scoff; it even sounds like an old woman's name.

She rolls her eyes at me before she goes on rambling about her boring old life. I think about how I instantly hated her; when she hasn't even spoke to me. She's not Joshua. That's why.

After she stops talking, one of the girls at the front of class slowly raises her hand. Mrs Walton looks at her out the corner of her aged eye "What?" She snaps. The girl looks shocked by her reaction but asks anyway. "Where's our teacher". Mrs Walton looks up annoyed, and sighs loudly. "He's got another job, OK? He won't be returning so you better get used to me quick."

My breath hitches. I see Jack sit down next to me out the corner of my eye. He sees I'm upset and his expression is sympathetic, but it doesn't help. He rests his arm on my back but I instantly push it away, not in the mood. His face drops and he looks at me for a while. "You know it's not my fault or anyone else' that you got involved with a teacher, it was just your own fucking stupid choice" he spits loudly.

The class becomes silent and my head feels weird; there's a churning feeling in my stomach. My eyes widen as I feel the vomit rise up my throat. I stand up and run out of the room, just making it to the bathroom in time. I release my breakfast in to the toilet; my eyes stinging with tears. I rest my head against the cubicle wall;  allowing the warm droplets to trickle down my cheeks.

The last experience I had with him before he left without telling me; was an argument. After what we'd been through I would at least expect a goodbye. He'd told me about the job on the bus in Orlando but I hadn't taken him seriously. Jack was right, it's my own fault for getting to involved in what I knew was just a teenage crush. I'm pathetic.

I decide to go home; not feeling well and just wanting to get away from this place. As soon as I walk though the door, I notice my mam is out so I go upstairs to put my pyjamas on.

It's just after I tie my hair up in to a messy bun that I realise I'd forgotten my phone. I pick it up nonchalantly; knowing I never really get texts. Picking out a bag of crisps from the cupboard I head to the couch; making myself comfortable, before checking my phone.

My heart feels like it stops as it lights up. I have a text from him. I'm too scared to open it, will it be good or bad? An explanation? A goodbye? A sorry? Fuck me, I've never felt so on edge in my whole life.

I take a deep breath before opening the text.

Hey guys! I'm happy with this chapter as I feel like it's similar to the first couple of chapters:) hope you enjoyed! Love you all!!!