Teach Me // Diza

Chapter 10

A/N: Just a heads up, this chapter goes into the aftermath of Liza's bathroom encounter with Stacy, mainly from David's point of view. If you don't like mildly descriptive chapters or the idea of Liza being hurt then please just skip this one.
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*David's POV*

I look around as I leave the men's room but Liza is nowhere in sight. I let out a little sigh. I know that I told her we could meet in the parking lot but a part of me had hoped that she may have been waiting for me. We still haven't established a routine for when we are and are not together while at the college so I disregarded the thought for now, we have plenty of time to figure that out.

I waited around for a few minutes just in case she had gone to the bathroom as well but there was no sign of her. I figured that she had to have gone to the parking lot and was already waiting for me by our cars (we drove separately but parked next to each other).

As I started walking away I heard some sort of a loud crash. It sounded as if someone had fallen, so I quickly look around to see if everyone around me was ok. When I didn't see anything out of the ordinary I shrugged it off and carried on my way.

I get to the the car and I see that Liza is not there either. I sent her a text asking where she was, waited a few minutes, and still haven't gotten a reply. Now I am really starting to worry. She would have texted me if she was stopping somewhere or wasn't able to meet me. If anything she would have at least replied to my text by now as I know her phone is always on vibrate in her pocket. I check again and nothing..zero messages..this is so unlike her.

I put my things in the car and stuffed my keys back into my pocket as random thoughts start to fill my head. Maybe something happened to her, maybe she fell, maybe she's hurt. Wait a minute. What if that sound I heard earlier was her. What if she did want to wait for me and she did go into the bathroom but then fell and got hurt?! I know that sounds far fetched but I know my baby girl. I know something's not right. I can feel it, and since the bathrooms were last place I saw her, that's where I have to look.

I start sprinting across the parking lot and back towards the bathrooms. I passed Stacy and 2 of her friends on the way. She tried to say something to me but I didn't hear a single thing. I had to find Liza.

I get to the women's room and start knocking.

"Liza are you in there?!" I say loudly. I hear what sounds like muffled cries but no actual response. I can't go into the women's room without knowing who's in there but I'm almost certain it's Liza.

I stop a random girl that's walking by and explained that it sounded like someone was crying in there so I ask her to go and check it out. She kindly agrees and goes in. Less than a second later she runs out saying "there's a petite girl in there, light brown skin and long curly brown hair. She's crying on the floor". I could see the worry in her eyes.

"Is anyone else in there?! I have to go in!" I say in a panic. She says that the coast is clear and that she will stand outside the door just in case. I gave her an appreciative smile and ran in.

As I turn the corner I see my baby girl on the floor, sobbing quietly.

"Liza! Baby! What happened!?" I question as I rush to her side. I put my hand under her chin and tilted her head up so that I can see her face, but what I saw broke my heart. Her beautiful face was swollen, she had a black eye and blood was running from her nose. There was no doubt in my mind that she was punched in the face, and there was a chance that her nose was broken. I had a guess as to how this happened but I prayed that I was wrong.

I quickly got a paper towel and wet it before squatting back down to her level and gently cleaning off her face. I didn't want her to see herself as a bloody mess when she inevitably stands up and looks in the mirror. I clean her up as best as I can without hurting her. I then pull her into my chest, minding her injuries, and gently stroke her hair.

"I'm here, Princess, I'm not letting you go" I whisper as I place a kiss on her head. I feel her melt into my chest as she starts to relax a bit. I couldn't help but smile at the fact that I am able to bring her such comfort and security.

"What happened my love?" I asked after a second of silence. I know she's not going to want to tell me, but there is clearly a problem that needs to be addressed. "You don't have to tell me right now, but I need to know eventually" I add in a concerned whisper.

Before either of us could say anything else I hear the girl at the door asking if everything was ok. I knew that we couldn't hide here forever, and if anything I wanted to get Liza's nose checked out, so I convinced her to let me help her up and take her to the nurse's office.

I put my arm around Liza to support her as she tried to balance herself. Her nose was still bleeding so I gave her a couple extra paper towels to help control it. As we exit the bathroom I stopped and thanked the girl for all of her help. I asked for her name and she said that it was Mandy - noted. I was extremely appreciative of her willingness to take the time out of her day to help a couple of strangers.

As I walk Liza down to the nurse, sure enough, we pass Stacy again. I feel her eyes on us as she sees me helping Liza, but at this very moment I couldn't care less. Why do I feel like she had something to do with this? If she's the one who hurt my baby then we are going to have problems. She tried to talk to me again but I brushed her off just as I did before. I have no time for her sickening flirts when the love of my life is suffering.

We get to the nurse and she takes a look at Liza. Everything checked out ok and luckily her nose wasn't broken, just mildly fractured. We got the bleeding to stop and the nurse said that everything should be fine, but that I should keep an eye on her through the night as she did lose quite a bit of blood.

I let out a sigh of relief, grateful that there was no serious damage. I gather up Liza's things and help her to the car. I loaded her into my car as I didn't want her driving in her condition. We don't live too far away from the college so I figured that I'd walk back later and pick up her car. Once Liza is all settled I get in the driver's seat and start to head home.

What a day....