Mirthful Circumstances

12: Lost without you

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“If I really wanted a student teacher relationship…” I said while walking away from her and walking to my door. “What in the world makes you think I’ll pick you out of all my students?” I said with venom in my tone. “Now get out.” I said while opening the door.

She looked taken aback for a moment before walking up to me. She grabbed onto my dress shirt and pulled me against her, but lowering my head so that I was looking into her eyes.

“I want you.” She said nicely. “And I will do anything, and everything I can in order to get you. Even if that means taking out the competition.” She said before roughly letting me go and stalking out the door.

I shook my head while sighing, making sure to lock the door I walked back to my desk, getting ready to grade some papers.

One hour, one hundred and twenty two tests later I was tired. Beat and no longer wanting to correct the tests, I gave up.

Heck, I felt like simply giving them all perfect scores for simply taking the damn tests. But that wouldn’t be fair, seeing as how most of the students got less that fifty percent on the test.

I sighed, I didn’t think it was that hard

Or it’s simply because I'm a bad teacher.

That’s when I felt a forced hit me on the face causing me to fall back on my chair.

Sitting up from the ground I looked around the room, completely confused as to what hit me.

“What the fuck” I said before standing up. But I started to feel pain, weird pain. My stomach was hurting, and I suddenly felt very mad. I felt mad enough to murder the next person I saw.

Confused I walked up to my desk, placing everything in my bag, getting ready to leave. That is until I heard knocking on my door. But through the small window on the door I couldn’t see anyone.

Curious, I walked up to the door, cautiously opening it.

“Daddy!” I heard Quinn yell.

I looked down to my son who had a very panicked look on his face.

“What’s wrong?” I asked finally realizing what the bad feelings I was getting were. Emma. Something I wrong with Emma.

“Mommy, she’s…” I could see the tears build up in his little eyes and I couldn’t help but feel sick to my stomach.

Something is wrong with my Emma.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him while wrapping my arms around his little body.

I rushed into the room, grabbing onto my bag and making sure I had my keys before running out of the classroom and towards my car. I turned it on and drove home. Passing many red lights and not even caring about anything as I tried to get to my soul mate

Quinn was softly crying the whole way there while mumbling things I did not understand, something Emma probably would. She always made fun of me for not being able to understand their mumbles and now I realized it would be good to know.

“Calm down Buddy, everything will be fine.” I said while running my hand through his hair, trying to calm him down.

“But that lady…” he said while crying.

What lady.

“She was scary daddy… she was trying to hurt us… and mommy.” He said while crying again, much harder this time.

“What lady was it Quinn?” I asked him in a calm tone.

“I don’t know, I’ve never seen her before. But she looked mean.” He said as we got to the house.

I grabbed onto Quinn and ran out of my car and into the house were Emma lay on the ground, Julia right next to her crying

“MOMMY!”

I grabbed onto Julia making her look at me.

“Julie, baby. Who did this?” I asked her.

She always was more in control, although I had never seen her cry like this and it made me panic.

“I don’t know her… but mommy called her Paris.”

Paris.

I could feel the anger rise in me, her last words to me echoing.

“I want you. And I will do anything, and everything I have to in order to get you. Even if that means taking out the competition.”

I'm going to kill her.

I took a deep breath while picking Emma up, throwing my phone to Julia “Call Kim, tell her it's and emergency.” I said before walking up the stairs and gently placing Emma on the bed.

Kim burst through the door about two minutes later. “Who do I kill!” I heard her yell while scowling at me.

I almost chuckled, why is it always me she scowls at. But it wasn’t a moment for humor, instead I looked down at my Emma. Unconscious on the bed

“Oh fuck no, who did this?” she yelled at me while looking down at Emma with a sorrowful expression.

I sighed. “Paris.” I said with a defeated look.

She turned to me with a scowl. “And this happened why?” she asked me, a little more calmly.

“I don’t know, she was in my room again ranting about how we belong together, but I told her no and then I kicked her out of my room. She said that we were going to be together, even if she had to get rid of the competition… but I didn’t think she would actually do anything...” I said while frowning as I sat on my bed.

“That bitch” I heard her say under her breath.

“Is mommy going to be ok.” I heard Julia ask as she came to sit down on my lap.

I hugged her to my chest. “Yea baby, she is. I think it’s just her change.” I said while trying to make both of us believe it.

“I’ll call Lovely.” I heard Kim say. “She has to know something.”

I nodded, because it was all I could do. I felt powerless without my Emma.