What happens when a teacher and student fall in love?
Do you know what it's like to feel like a prisoner in your own body? Well, Anika Ahmed does. She has never had an easy life. She was born with Cerebral Palsy, which left her in a wheelchair. You...
Christian drove me back to my house not because he wanted to but because I might have begged him to. "Are you sure you want to be back here, Ani? I can easily drop you off around the school, so nobody gets suspicious." He said, facing me, so I don't have to turn in the car seat.
"Trust me, I would give anything not to be back here, but I don't want to be a burden on you, and I need to cover the bruise on my cheek before people start asking questions. I'm so grateful for everything you have done for me Christian, thank you." I said, squeezing his hand.
"Let's get you out this car then," he said walking out the car to grab my wheelchair, he placed the wheelchair on the ground and pressed the brakes, so it doesn't roll away.
"your carriage awaits madam," he said in a funny accent which made me smile a little.
Not realising what I was doing I started making grabby hands. Oh my god how embarrassing what the fuck Anika?!
Getting distracted by my thoughts, I didn't realise Christian got down on his knees. He grabbed my hands to talk to me.
"Hey, there's no need to get embarrassed of course I'll carry you I don't mind," he said, squeezing my hands. He gently put his arm under my leg and the other behind my back and put me in my wheelchair.
"Thanks, Christian, for everything. I don't know what I would have done without you. I'll see you in class sir," I said, getting ready to go home.
He walked back to his car and waited for me to get into my house before he waved goodbye.
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(In Anika's bedroom)
Looking in the mirror, I examined my face for any bruising or cuts from last night. "Looks like I'm going to have to cover this bruise upon my face urghhh."
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After I finished with my makeup (makeup look^^), I headed into the kitchen to take my medication, just after I took it, I heard the taxi pull up, so I left for school.
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At school
I quickly tucked my phone down the side of my wheelchair as the bell rang for form class. As I walked into class, I noticed how the teacher wasn't there, so I quickly walked over to Sam and Scarlett. They started to ask many questions, so I told them to shut up and sit down.
"So basically I got home from school and mum just started swearing and shouting at me as usual but this time it was more than just one slap across the legs which explains the bruising on my face." I quickly explained to them. I didn't realise I was crying until sam wiped the tear off my cheek and Scarlett hugged me.
"Crap I need to go fix my makeup before everyone can see my bruise," I said, going over to the door before I could leave the classroom Christian walked in. Crap what's he doing in here? I hid my face so nobody can see my face as I can't leave now.
"Hey guys I know what you are thinking, well to answer your question your form teacher has had to take leave and there are no free substitute teachers available, so I will be your temporary form tutor for now," he said bringing a smile onto my face.
"Now I'm going to call each student over to talk with me for five minutes just to get to know you better. So you guys just sit and talk quietly." He said as everybody stood up to go sit in their friendship group.
I went to go sit with Sam and Scarlett when I saw the cutest thing ever. Scarlett had her head resting on Sam's shoulder and was fast asleep. I quickly took a picture on my phone before Sam noticed. "Awwww, how cute are you guys?!" I screamed quietly, not wanting to wake her up.
"Scarlett and I were on the phone all night talking about Brendon Urie, and well I guess she just got tired, so I let her sleep haha," Sam said his face turning red. Before I could say anything, Christian called me over.
I walked over to Christian and sat beside him, but it wasn't good enough because all I want to do is be back in his arms. It's true what people are. A home doesn't have to be four walls and a roof, a home is somewhere you feel safe and comforted. I guess Christian is my home.
"What do you wanna talk about since we know each other already, sir?" I said, looking everywhere but his face.
"Whatever you want Ani, I need to go out to fill my water bottle, do you wanna come with me?" he said. Before I could even answer him, he already told the class we were leaving for ten minutes.
We walked down the corridors in a comfortable silence until he broke it.
I didn't need to actually fill my bottle up I just wanted to talk to you in my office without everyone around. He said, unlocking the office door.
(Christian's office 🖓)
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"Anika do you want to sit on the sofa? I can help you out your chair I don't mind," he said while crouching down, so I don't have to hurt my neck while looking at him.
"Ummmmm yes please, but can you stay beside me?" I said, getting as close to the sofa as I can with my wheelchair. I unclipped my belt, and he lifted me and put me on the side of the couch with the armrest, and then he sat beside me as I asked.
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Author's note: I'm going to split this chapter into two parts!
