He knew.
"How the fuck do you..what do you know!" I trembled. I was petrified because Mr Blake knew, which meant if Hussain found out he'd kill him.
No. That couldn't happen.
Mr Blake's voice snapped me out of my thoughts "Millie calm down..I..uh. Well yesterday.." he tailed off.
"Yesterday what?!" I snapped. I felt bad but I couldn't help it.
"Yesterday was the day you came back and I wasn't aware till..well basically in the evening I went to grab some coffee cause I needed to finish of some work and I saw you sat on a bench with Emily talking and.." he explained with a hint of sadness in his voice.
"And you heard our conversation.." I let out in a whisper. I looked up at Mr Blake as he nodded sorrowfully.
"How much did you hear?" I asked.
"Just the part where he abused you and arrange Marriage and things..I kind of put 2 and 2 together and worked it out" he said.
This was awkward. He knew, but I felt so bad. This whole time Mr Blake had been worrying because of me. I hated me.
"So the bruises and marks on your head..there from him?" Mr Blake asked, I nodded.
Before I knew it Mr Blake leaned into me leaning his chin on my head holding me. I instantly felt safe and comforted so I put my arms around him and buried my face into his chest savouring his aftershave, I had to admit he smelled pretty nice.
"Millie..we can't..I can't just sit and let this happen to you" I heard Mr Blake say rubbing my back.
I sighed "but..we can't call the police..my parents..".
"Yes I know..there isn't any way to get you out of this mess.." mr Blake said and my heart instantly sinked. The thoughts of being separated from this man that was holding me in this moment, of leaving him and my best friend and school made me feel so low. Tears lined my waterline.
"When's the wedding?" Mr Blake asked still holding me. I gripped him tighter as my eyes stung even more. "A-a week" my voice broke.
"T-they're going to take me straight to Pakistan after I finish my education a-and he hits me so much..over everything..S-sir I'm so scared" I said as the tears bubbled out of my eyes.
Mr Blake pulled my closer to him which I didn't even think was possible and gently stroked my hair, "shhh. Don't worry we're going to work this out. It's going to be okay. Don't cry" Mr Blake said in his comforting quite voice.
"Nobody at the reception knows what he looks like or what his name is apart from mine and his family..but he's so so scary..I hate him so much..Luke..he said if I tell anybody he would kill them..I've put yours and emilys life in danger" I cried not realising I'd used his first name.
"He What?! No Millie don't blame yourself, don't. You didn't nothing wrong. He's a sick vile man who deserves death.." Mr Blake said.
A moment of silence past when Mr Blake spoke, "Millie..I have an idea.." he said. At this I pulled away, but still holding him.
"What is it?" I asked desperate for anything at this point.
"Millie..what If i..what if I married you instead" Mr Blake said. My heart stopped.
"Wait..what?!" I said alarmed.
Was he out of his mind?
"Millie..it sounds stupid but..it seems like the only way" Mr Blake said.
"Unless there is another man" he added. There actually wasn't no other man apart from him, maybe he was right.
I glanced at him and starred into his hazel eyes, "how're we doing this?" I ask.
Mr Blake let out a sigh of relief before he said, "well first things first. We make sure your parents, or that abusive mans family don't find out".
"Of course".
"Next, we get Emily in on this" Mr Blake said.
"What? How?" I asked.
"She's going to be one of the bridesmaids so she can make sure everything goes to plan. She's also going to make sure there's nobody there from uni and distract the others, but change the names" Mr Blake said.
This all sounded okay. I think i was actually going to go ahead with marrying my teacher.
It wouldn't mean anything..right?
You thought.
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Untying a knot (falling in love): MATURE CONTENT
Romance** 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...