Life gets tiring with all the teaching but also boring.
You see,
Try coming into the same university five times a week to teach a bunch of teenagers history. And a majority of them couldn't care less. I have some students who get decent marks,
Some very good marks and some very low but the thing is the students who get the below average marks don't care at all. Which makes me feel useless.And that's where Millie comes in. She's an angle who walked into my life and made things 20 times better for me. I've known her for quite a while, and she's very devoted to her work.
Her marks..aren't the best. And I completely understand why that is. Because of her..god what do I even address them as? Her parents. Unfortunately they're her parents. They're insane. I don't understand how they haven't been arrested yet. Millie deserved so much better than those assholes. They never treated her right.
And that's why I actually take my time to give it to her. Even though I don't really do much in my spare time as I'm alone.
I offer her tuition which she gladly accepted and attends it after school, but we also use the tuition space as a kind of venting area. Where she can offload all her problems to someone who she knows will listen, and seek support and advice she should have gotten ages ago.
But it's not just the fact that she makes me feel less useless. As much as I'm there for her she's also there for me. I don't know what I did to end up with her and it seriously pisses me off that everyone disrespects the poor girl. They're clearly blind as they don't see the beauty and talent in that girl. Her personality was amazing. She was a sweet respectful young lady, and you don't find many people like that these days. She's so understanding and non judgemental..and way too selfless.
I'd always been on my own, I only had my dad and then it came to the point when he passed.
I was completely independent and I had no idea what to do. I thought I'd lost everything and I wanted to die so I could be with him but I knew I couldn't do that. I lost myself to so much. And I still couldn't forgive myself to what Millie had to see, but at least it was Millie who had to see me at the worst state of mind I could be in.I started off with not being bothered to look after myself, I was really sensitive and would break out with tears all the time, my eyes were red and puffy all the time. And then I started getting high. And after that, well I started getting drunk on his name. I got so drunk I couldn't even remember what my own name was. But Millie was there to support me through everything. She'd clean up after me in my apartment, she'd tuck me into bed and hold
Me when I had a breakdown. It was unusual for a student to do that to a teacher, but she knew that I had nobody, so we were there for eachother.Gradually she helped me get back into a stable place and I just lived with it.
I was never with my parents when I was young. My mother and father were always out working and I rarely ever saw them as I'd need to take myself places and when my little brother came along I was looking after him myself. It got to a point where I thought I was going to fail all classes but I found great Interest In history. I decided to study it in university and then got my own apartment and got a job as a teacher. Mean while my mother had divorced my father After she cheated on him with her boss and each parent was taking a child so my little brother went with my mother and I went with my farther.
I never ever saw my mother, in fact she'd probably had forgotten About me now and she never attended dads funeral. So I lived in my apartment alone now without dad.
I didn't really have much to do with my life apart from teaching, nobody really found interest in me so I wasn't getting married or getting a girlfriend. My only priority was to save Millie from her parents and be there for her and make sure she got a good future.
And I'd now have extra responsibility after what I'd over heard Millie and Emily talking about on campus after she'd come back from the weekend.
And it was bad.
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Untying a knot (falling in love): MATURE CONTENT
Romantik** smut, strong language, triggering scenes such as self harm and abuse ** I wrote this story like 3 years ago when I was a cringey angsty little teenager so yeah. I'll probably rewrite it into something better when I have time. Lmk if I should kee...