Breaking the Rules [Student/Teacher Romance]

Chapter 17

"what the fuck do you think you've been playing at Mia?!" Dad shouts, slamming the front door behind us. I clutch my graduation cap to my chest and look down, avoiding all eye contact, "answer me!" he demands, I feel Sams hand gently on my back to support me, "You fucking knew" he steps closer, pointing his finger straight at Sam,
"Dad-" I start, his finger moves to me,
"Don't" he scowls, his eyebrows pulled right down in a frown and his eyes filled with fury. I hold my breath, my eyes fill with tears and his scorch in to mine before he turns on his heel and walks in to the kitchen. I feel sams hand gently rub my back,
"Go upstairs" he mumbles, I shake my head and sniffle, my feet carry me in to the kitchen,
"Dad" I breathe, his back is to me, his palms on the edge of the kitchen counter and his knuckles white where he's gripping on so tight,
"Mia I am very close to kicking your ass out of this house so tread very carefully" I nibble on my bottom lip, "he was in this house" he slams his fist down on the worktop causing me to jump and the plates inside to rattle, "he was in my fucking house" his voice raises to a shout again, "at my fucking table, eating my fucking food" he turns to look at me, "molesting my.fucking.daughter"
"Dad!" I shriek, "that is not what happened" I charge towards him, "he is the most respectful man I have ever met"
"Get out" he clenches his jaw. I'm stuck on the spot in front of him, my feet suddenly two massive lead blocks at the ends of my legs,
"Dad" Sams voice appears from behind me, "you can't speak to her like that, you can't kick her out" he steps in front of me,
"Watch me" he storms past us and his feet thump up the stairs. Sam chases after him and I'm finally able to pick my feet up and run after them,
"Dad" I cry, by the time I get to my bedroom door he's ripping all of my clothes out of my closet and throwing them on to an open bag on the bed, "daddy please" I beg, trying to get in between him and the closet,
"Just let her fucking speak" Sam shouts at him, his hand flies to his shoulder to pull dad away and dad simply reacts by pushing Sam away from him with such force he's pushed in to the wall. I can't watch anymore. I bolt out of my bedroom, "Mia wait" Sam calls behind me but I can't stop, I'm down the stairs before I can register how to not trip over my own feet and I'm out the door. I run, I run as fast as my legs will carry me. The adrenaline rushing through my veins carry me faster, my gown is up behind me like wings and my bodycon dress underneath doesn't feel like it was made for running in, neither do the soles of my bare feet smacking against the pavement underneath me.
I spam the buzzer for Wills apartment and eventually he answers,
"Hello?" His voice comes through confused,
"Will" I cry,
"Mia?" His voice disappears and the door unlocks for me, I swing it open and run up to his apartment, I hear him running down the steps to get to me and as soon he reaches me I melt to the floor in floods of tears and feel his big arms around me, he scoops me up and takes me inside. I clutch at his shirt collar and cry in to it, drenching his shoulder.  We get in and he sits us down on the sofa, still cradling me close to him, "Mia, baby, what is it?" He gently pushes my hair out of my face where it's sticking to my wet cheeks, 
"He knows" I stutter, "my dad, he saw you" I feel him tense up underneath me,
"Okay..." he whispers, "what's been said?" He gently runs his thumbs under my eyes to wipe my tears but fresh ones just keep falling, I take a deep breath and look down at my hands, "babygirl what's been said?" He gently presses his lips to my cheek,
"He's kicked me out of the house...he's never spoken to me the way he spoke to me...he pushed Sam and started grabbing all of my clothes, throwing them in a bag" my voice is quiet and hoarse, "hes so angry, he's never spoken to me like that before" I repeat, Will doesn't say anything, instead he just tightens his arms around me and pulls me close, I bury my face in his neck and breathe in his scent, trying to use it to calm me.  I felt my eyes getting heavier and heavier until I felt myself flinch where I'd fallen asleep briefly.
  "I should never have gone" Will whispers in to my hair,  "to the graduation, I should never have gone" I feel him shake his head,
"It's both of us, if I didn't want you there or thought you shouldn't come then I would have tried to stop you" I look up at him, his eyes pained he returns my gaze,  his thumb gently runs along my cheek bone before he presses his lips to mine like it's the last time he'll get to do that.