Before The Next Tears Falls (StudentxTeacher)

Abuse//phone call//part two.//

Chapter 9

Thoughts in bold and/or italics.

Christians POV:

God, I hope she's okay getting into my car I started driving to Anika's house. Thanks to the student's record, I knew where I was going. I'm so glad I gave her my number, I know it's against school policy for teachers to interact with students outside of school premises, but I can't help but be protective over her

(Anika's house)

Pulling up at her house, I could see Anika sitting in her wheelchair. Putting my car in park, I got out and walked over to her.

Kneeling down to her I could see a faint bruise on her cheeks but because her hairs in front of her face it's not that visible.
"Anika, what happened honey?" I asked softly not wanting to startle her,
"I-it's mum she h-hit me again," she said with no emotion in her voice

"SHE WHAT?!" I yelled, making her jump. I stood up getting ready to give her so-called mum a piece of my mind, but before I could, I felt a tug to my sleeve. Looking down, I saw Anika with tears in her eyes.
"Christian, please stay with me. I don't want to be on my own." She said to me."

"Okay, Anika but we can't stay out here all night it's late and your shaking cause of the cold. Let's go to my house then we'll start from there," I said taking her bag off her and placing it in the back of the car and opening the front side of the passenger door.

Looking behind me, I realised she wasn't following me.

"Hey, what's up?" I asked her kneeling down to her

A/N: I absolutely hate it when people kneel down to talk to me, but when he used to do it, I used to get a sense of comfort.

"I can't get into the car mum stepped on my ankle, and it hurts to stand on it." She said getting embarrassed

"Hey, don't worry, I'll help you!" I said, opening the car door "come on."

I carefully took her belt off and placed one hand under her knees and one behind her back. "Okay, so what I'm gonna do is lift you up and then gently set you down on the front seat, then I'll fold your wheelchair and put it in the back."

A/N:/ it's me again haha, just pretend that you can fold a powered wheelchair and that you can lift it easily.

"Okay one two three." carefully carrying her, I sat her down on the passengers' seat.

I couldn't help but smell her beautiful perfume its a mix of lavender and mandarin.

"Can you manage the seat belt on your own? Or do need me to do it?" I asked her making sure she's comfortable and give her a choice

Anika's POV:

He asked me if I could handle the seat belt on my own, which I thought is so sweet.

"Thank you, but I think I can handle it, but if I need help I'll ask you."

Grabbing the seat belt, I tried clipping it on, but I failed big time.

"Fuck I'm such a failure," I said, shaking attempting to fasten the seat belt again.

"Hey it's fine Anika you've had a tough night," He said, taking the seat belt from me, he leaned over to attach it for me. He was so close that I could smell his cologne.

Whilst he was getting up, his ring got attached to my hair.
"I'm so sorry, Anika," he said apologising. Without thinking, I grabbed his hand and started gently pulling my hair out of his ring, ignoring the tingles I successfully managed to pull my hair out.

He placed his hand softly on my face and started caressing my cheek. Without thinking, I automatically closed my eyes. He put my hair behind my ears and began to thank me for helping him.

"Okay, let's get going it's getting late," he said, getting up and walking over to the driver's side.

Without thinking, I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep. The last thing I heard was Christian saying goodnight.

Christians POV:

I quickly grabbed the blanket from the back seats and covered Anika with it. I couldn't help but kiss her forehead and wish her goodnight.

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A/N: sorry this chapters a lil short but I'm trying to update faster.