Love behind the screen {student/teacher}

Chap14 Chase~Part two/ Collided hands

I have no idea what I have just written, my mind is a little mashed up, hopefully you will like this messed up chapter but please don't hate me if it makes no sense aha

Dedication to her because she is really supportive of the story and is really sweet:D

I've tried to make it as long as I could, but next chapter is going to be the last part of the date thing,

anyhow. . . enjoy?

As I drove down the nearly empty road, I couldn't help but notice how cute Lacey looked. She was curled into a small ball with the large sheet covering over fragile body.

She kept shaking in her sleep, but apart from that she slept peacefully, long black eyelashes spreading across the hollow part of her eyes.

She hasn't been sleeping again, I thought to myself. Not eating either. I added in my thoughts once again.

I heard about this before, she only thinks that she is fat, but really she is loosing too much weight. When I wrapped my arm around her, I felt her bones stick out.

She had a problem, but she wouldn't admit it.

Maybe I should talk to her parents.

I don't want to torture her into eating, but I just couldn't let her eat one meal a day. I've seen real-life shows about it and I don't want her hating me for forcing her to put food down her throat, crying as she swallowed each bite.

I just couldn't imagine her like that without already feeling sorry for her. She has been through so much already and people yelling at her because she feels a certain way isn't going to help.

My mind was so messed up.

''Listen to your heart.'' Great now I was hearing voices in my head again. Worst of all, it was my mothers. ''Don't use that tone with me.'' She scolded, causing my head to hurt.

I'm no physic, but hearing what my mother would say if she was here was kind of normal for me, like she was here, but only in thoughts. It's not like I could see her again. ''You've chosen wise son, I like her.'' My mother approved, which even if she didn't, there was nothing she could do about it. ''I can still hear you my boy.'' Pain rushed through my head again.

I refused to talk to my mum now in case I say words aloud and I don't want to scare Lacey away. ''There is the hopeless romantic son I love.'' She cooed.

''Shut up!'' This was why I never respond to her because I end up having a conversation aloud. Lacey bolted up right and her eyes widened.

''What's going on?'' She looked around for anything that seemed suspicious. ''Why did you just yell?''

''No reason.'' I felt all the blood rush to my face.

''Just tell me.''

''No!'' I didn't intend to snap at her, she needed a caring voice, not a yelling one. ''I'm sorry.'' She didn't answer but I saw the tears in her eyes.

She drew a curtain of her hair to separate us. ''It's absolutely fine.'' Her tone showed that it was certainly not 'absolutely fine' Why couldn't I just tell her? Oh yeah, she would think of me as a freak, a strange person who hears voices in his head. I wouldn't blame her if she decided not talk to the freak boy again. I would try and change her thoughts of me- even if they were true facts.

''After my parents died, sometimes I keep hearing my mum talk to me- as if she was right here. I was telling her to shut up.'' Would she demand to be let out of the car? We were nearly there now, only 10 minutes away.