Trouble Teacher

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"I'am very tired." You close your eyes and buries your nose into his shirt. "That took all of me.." you take a deep breath and sighs. "I'm sorry love. Would you like me to leave so you can sleep?" He rubs your back in small circles. "Do you need anything?" "Could you get my medicin from downstairs? They help me sleep without having any nightmares. They should be on the kitchen table, then come back here and we can just sit until I fall asleep." you smile softly and kisses his cheek. He smiles and nods before kissing your cheek as well. "Yes, love. I'll bring it up here." He sits up slowly and helps you wrap the blankets around you and fixes the pillows.

David walks downstairs to the a kitchen as quietly as possible."(Y/N), dear? Is that you?" You mother quickly hops into the kitchen to see it's David. "Oh hello David. What is the problem?" She walks up to him and smiles. "Oh no problem, Mrs. (L/N). (Y/N) just needs her medication and a glass of water." He smiles softly while fumbling with his hands. "Alright. The glasses are over there and here are her pills. I'm going to check on her really quick." She smiles softly and quickly walks up the stairs. You take another drag as you try to remove the stains as your mother walks in. "Hello dear, How is-" she coughs and looks down at her daughter. "Miss. (L/N)!" She yells at you as she walks up to you. "Woah what the fuck mom!" You exhale and sits back against the wall.

She plucks the joint out if your hand. "What is this!?" David grabs the pills and fills a glass
of water as quickly as possible while hearing the yelling. "Oh shit," he mumbles as your brother walks in. "So, what's happening?" David shakes his head and shrugs. "I don't know." He quickly rushes up the stairs with your brother slowly walking behind. "Mum stop it!" You slowly stand as you hold her under arms down, she escapes your grip and presses it onto your skin. You let out a cry as she throws it to your head and slaps you on the side of your head, making you cover your eyes and sit back down as she pushes you down. "What is wrong with you (Y/N)!" David sets the pills and water down as he pulls your mother away. "Everybody, calm down!" He shouts as he holds onto your mother's wrist. "Stop it both of you!" David switches to hold both of her wrists in his hands before rubbing your back as you sit up. 

"Hasn't she been through enough?" Your mother turns to your bed as she frowns. "What the hell is that mess (Y/N)!?" She yells as she tries to reach for you and tries to push him away. "Non of your buisness you bitc- fuck!" You growl as you feel a stinging pain in your head where the gash is."Hush, (Y/N). You need to rest, and you!" He grips your mother tighter before holding her shoulder. "She has been through a car crash! You know this! She just lost her best friend in the whole world and you slap her? She needs love and attention and understanding. So what if she smokes a little grass? This isn't America so chill out. I want you to apologize to your only daughter, now, and then we will forget about this misunderstanding." He grits his teeth as his nostrils flare. You hold tightly onto your wrist and looks down to the red mark which almost turns purple. "I don't care! Who are you anyway, get out of my house you dirty pedophile!" 

She yells as you stand up and pushes her back in rage, still holding your wrist. "Well i'am sorry mother, but I'am freaking in love with this 'pedophile'!" David isn't of being called pedophile, cradle snatcher sure but, pedophile? He didn't think of himself as one and didn't find other young girls attractive. He growls and jerks her back while separating both of you. "Stop! (Y/N) pack your things now. We are getting out of here until your mother learns to behave."g Fond of being called* You rub your eyes as you lean on his shoulder. "David, I'm tired." Your mother grits her teeth as she picks up her phone. "I'am going to call the police if you take her!" You take a deep breath before grabbing your special and normal pack from the desk since everything was still in your luggage downstairs.

David takes his hand from your mother's shoulder to wrap around your waist and hold you up. "Stop, can't you see she's ill? She needs quiet and you aren't giving her that." He holds you up
with both arms. "I would never hurt your daughter. I love her ma'am." "Fine.. Go! You're grown up now! Don't you think I was worried about you? When I heard you almost died?!" She
yells as you start to cry. "Let's go David." You say giving your mother a dead stare before quickly grabbing your crutches and pulling him with you downstairs. 

A short chapter, sorry, I wanted to publish something <3