I'm Broken

4

//Harry//

By the end of first period I was done with the letter addressed to Louis.

The bell rang signaling second period classes were to start soon so I got up and headed towards the door when a voice called to me.

     Mr. Sean.

     "Harry why don't you come up here and take a seat next to me," he said in a voice that made my skin crawl.

     "Mr. Sean I really should be getting to my next class," I said trying to get out.

     "It's okay I'll write you a pass," he said waving me up to his desk.

     I began to tremble slightly. I just felt like I was the same kid that got molested by his father.

     But I know it's all in my head. I know it. Because that's what my therapist said. He said I shouldn't worry, Mr. Sean is just a nice guy. He's just trying to bond with me.

     I bit my lip and lowered my head walking slowly to his desk.

     "Harry, I think we should chat, love," my blood turned to ice. Teachers shouldn't call their students, love, right? That cannot be a normal thing.

     "I don't really want to talk Mr. Sean, please I don't want to be late," I almost begged.

     "Oh Harry," Mr. Sean got up from his chair at his desk and walked around me and cornered me between the desk and the wall. "A little birdie told me that someone has daddy issues," he tutted quietly.

     I was full on shaking now. My legs and hands wouldn't stop. I kept my head down, my eyes watered and my lip trembled harshly.

     "I can be your daddy Harry," Mr. Sean grabbed my bum so tight that I let out a sob.

     "Pl-please I'm begging you, Mr. Sean. Please do-don't ma-ke me go though th-this again," tears were cascading down my face as Mr. Sean reached for the buttons on my jeans with one hand and slid his other hand up my jumper.

     "N-no, no, n-no," I kept mumbling. I wanted to scream and kick and push him off. But I was paralyzed with fear. It was all happening again. This is what I have nightmares about every single time I close my eyes.

     You're dirty.

     You actually wonder why Louis doesn't love you.

     How could he possibly love someone so damaged?

     It's a good thing you're ending this all tonight or else I'd-

     Suddenly a loud knock was heard on the door and it swung open, leaving Mr. Sean just enough time to jump off of me but my jumper was still rucked up and my jeans were undone and slanted on my hips, my underwear exposed a bit.

     "Mr. Sean?" I heard a high pitched voice call.

     I was still shaking so hard that I couldn't move so I just stood there and stared as I saw the boy of my dreams peek his head in the door.

     "Louis, I am in the middle of something,"

     Louis opened the door completely, "Well Mr. S, I was wondering if you saw Ha- oh never mind there he is!" He said full of joy as his eyes found me.