"Good Luck!" Wasn't Supposed To Mean Forever.(Niall Horan) -Completed

Chapter 19. Tears,Tears, and more Tears.

Chapter 19. Tears,Tears, and more Tears.

.Sarah’s POV.

I stood there looking Spencer straight in the eyes with my anger almost at its boiling point.

“Please, Sarah. No body has to know about this little encounter.”

He lifted up my shirt so his freezing hand was resting on the small of my back.

“Get away from me! Your disgusting!” I shrieked hoping for someone outside to hear me. He covered my mouth, stating,

“Shut your trap”

“No, you’re my teacher, I am a student. Your violating the law Spencer! Not to mention this is terribly disgusting” I shot back.

“Excuse me?” He questioned copping an attitude.

“You heard me.” I retorted. He pulled me close once again and I was on my last straw, anger washed over my body as I stood there. This isn’t going to happen again, no one is going to take advantage of me. I hacked back some saliva and shot it in his face, the liquid was dripping from his eye lid to his upper lip. He pushed me away wiping the disgusting substance off his face.

“You gross little brat, that is no way to treat a teacher.” He shot me a glare and I took a run for it. I ran around his desk just finally reaching the wooden classroom door. I grabbed the silver metal handle pulling it back.

“I will fail you Sarah. Fail you!” He hollered at me.

“Do it, I dare you Mr. Fenton. You don’t even deserve to be hear at NYU, you’re a pathetic excuse for a man.” I gave him one last lethal look and headed out the door.

I was shaking and trembling with fear. I decided to just go back to my dorm, I didn’t have any more tests for the day so I would just stay there. I was pretty shaken up and was on the verge of tears from a man that not only was my teacher, but a man that tried to rape me, RAPE ME. The words flooded my brain, practically rushing back and forth debating whether or not this was even happening to me. I barged through the door and threw my crap on to the desk as soon as I walked in. I crashed on to my bed and tears spilling over as I came in contact with my pillow. I sobbed and sobbed, I cried out to no one, but myself. No one was there, no one was listening, no one was there to comfort me and I was officially alone. Niall is at rehearsals in Colorado Springs, and Shelbee was in classes. Alex and I weren’t really friends anymore and I didn’t want to tell my parents about this, knowing they would take me out of the school and make me go back home. I couldn’t believe it, I had no one. I sat there in a ball underneath my blankets tasting my salty tears as they came streaming down my cheeks coming into contact on to my lips. My breathing was in short little breaths, I clutched my chest trying to calm myself down. I walked over uneasily and snatched a water bottle out from the fridge. I gulped it down and instantly felt better, I still let the tears fall as I crept back into bed. Almost instantly I felt a rush of fatigue and with a few my tears escaping my eyes, I let sleep take over my body.

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“Sarah, Sarah, SARAH!” I heard Shelbee’s voice break me away from my dreams. I rolled over snuggling deeper into the blankets.

“Wake up!” She shook me this time, I finally croaked out “W-whaaat”

“What’s a matter? Why were you were screaming in your sleep?” She pointed out. I sat up resting my body on my elbows and looked at the nightstand clock, 6:59 pm.

“I don’t know..” I spoke. Suddenly I remembered what had happened earlier today. I felt the uneasy feeling settle into my stomach again.

“Are you sure?” She asked again resting a hand on my back.