《Dear Heart... Why Me?》Chapter 7
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Oohhhhhhh nooooo... So much for trying to avoid her. I guess it is what it is.
Okay im lying and right now I could fake faint at this point!! I hate you world, you can suck my d.....
"Eva!!" Miss Isaacs snapped her fingers in front of my face, with a amused expression on her face.
"Oh right.. umm sorry". snapping out of my thoughts as I cleared my throat. This is so awkward.
All she did was chuckle and snorted in response, and it was so damn cute! I couldn't help but smile at her cuteness.
She is truly beautiful. Anyone that had her in their life was really lucky. I would do anything to have her.
"Do you know why you here?". she questioned.
"No?". it sounded more like a question than a answer.
Okay maybe I did know why im here, but I didn't want to confront the situation now.
Blurting out that i wanted to kiss her was not suppose the happen. I didn't want her telling me that im just a kid that had a silly crush on her teacher.
Because I love her... How? I don't know. I didn't know the first thing of love, but here I am claiming I love her. And its sooo frustrating that I have no one to ask advice and rant out to.
I don't know even know if I love her or I'm infatuated with her beauty and personality.
But all i know is.....
When I saw her my heart start
pounding so fast, it feel like the air
is squeezed out of me.
My palms start sweating, my head
starts swirling in circles.
My mind goes fuzzy just the the
thought of seeing her.
My stomach churning in anticipation upon seeing her face.
Was this love? This was something I didn't understand. How I wish I could just tell her and explain it to her. For her to help me.
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I losted in my thoughts more then ever. I forgot that she was standing infront of me. Feeling a sting sensation on my cheek. I gasp out and I held my cheek.
Pulling out of my thoughts I looked at her. Tears sprang to my eyes. She slapped me on my cheek. I couldn't even form a sentence.
"Eva I'm so sorry, I was trying to snap you out of your thoughts for 7 minutes and you didn't respond". she said with a shocked expression.
My lip quivered and as I tried to hold my tears back. And right now I was afraid. Triggered memories of Carla started to form in my mind.
"Please don't hurt... Im sorry, please do..on't hit me again". My voice broke, all I could see was Carla trying to hurt.
Cowaring back in fear. I starting walking backwards of the class. I couldn't explain what pain im feeling right now. All I could think of protecting myself.
"Eva no I'm sorry, I wont hurt you. I'm so fucking sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you". she started speaking so fast with panic evident in her voice, her eyes wide with shock.
But I couldn't... I couldn't see clear. My chest starting closing on me. I couldn't breathe.... I was getting a panic attack.
She knew I was being hurt. Yet she slapped. My own teacher.
My eyes widen in fear. Oh god please not now!!! Trying to inhale as much air as I can. Clutching my chest in pain. My tears rolling down my eyes.
"Eva sweetheart look at me please!" she said as I felt her arms around me.
Thrashing around in her arms, I just wanted to go home. Finally giving up as I went limp in her arms. Crying in her arms.
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"Please look at me". she spoke with softly in her voice.
Lifting my head up as I started up at her with teary eyes. All her eyes held was softness.
"Im sorry for hurting you, I shouldn't have raise my hands to you or any of my students for that matter. I tried shaking you and calling out your name, but I got no response and... Please forgive sweetheart". Her eyes held so much sadness and regret.
"I forgive you". I whispered at her. She smiled down at me, but it didn't reach her eyes.
Leaning my head against her chest and listen to her heart beat. I felt content. This felt amazing. Being held in her arms as she whispered sweet nothings in my ear. This was a dream come true.
She pulled hers away from around from me and stepped backwards.
How long were we in her classroom? How long have I been crying?
How long was I standing here in my teachers arms?
Taking the sleeves of my dress as I dried my tears. All I wanted was to go home and get in bed. I didn't want to be here any longer an the pain that im feeling don't compare to any I've dealt with.
Did I expect to confess that I wanted to kiss my teacher? No.
Did I expect to slap by someone I think I love? No.
Did I think my day would turn out this way? No.
I thought something cliche would happen. Where she would close the door and would pull me close and kissed me. And confess she like me. God I'm so pathetic and delusional.
Picking up my bag as walked to the door. Not looking back as I walked out and I could feel her eyes on me.
There's nothing more I could say or do. I didn't have the energy. I would never report her. I didn't have it in me to do that. And she was just trying to help me.
All I needed was to be alone and think about what im feeling. My emotions were out of control.
I never expected my day would turn out this way. I finally thought I would have a good free day. Guess I was wrong.
One think I knew I wasnt coming back to school the next day.
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Peace out ✌💛.
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