Coach Negan / saviour Negan editing

Flashback 4

"So where are you from?" You asked your gym teacher- leaning on his desk in the gym classroom where you had been working that afternoon. Everyone had already left & you had stayed to let him check your class work.
"Where are YOU from?" He replied with a smirk.
"Right here, but I asked you first"
"Here as well- I moved away because my wife wanted to be with her family but we moved back"
"Cool" you said taking a sip of water.
"Shit why am I telling you this?" He laughed.
"You got full marks by the way- actually apart from this one question but you mixed up stamina with agility. Easy mistake" he smiled & you nodded your head slightly embarrassed.

"Are you okay by the way, you've been acting a bit strange for the past week"
"Are you calling me strange?" You smirked.
"No I-"
"I'm just fucking with you" you laughed.
"Tut, tut, tut language!" He joked
"Sorry sir" you held your hand up in faux surrender.
He laughed- you loved his laugh!"
"So?" He questioned.
"So Uh do you know that complicated thing..."
"Yeah"
"Basically my mom is screwing my dads child hood best friend, I caught them- they said it was over but the night you drove me home they were back at it again." You spoke quietly, a tear rolling down your face. He was silent. "I'm sorry I don't know why I'm telling you all of this"
"I don't know what to say"
"You don't have to say anything"
"So what are you going to do?"

"I don't know yet to be honest."

"Maybe you should tell your dad"

"I would but it would break him. You know she said at breakfast last week that dad didn't care about our family and the difference between him and my mum is that he would never say anything like that in front of us to her."