Treat You Better [Student/Teacher Love Series 1]

Cover photo creds Juliette_Aurora

"I'm so sorry Scar. I'm glad you told me." He said kissing the top of my head.

I pushed away from him, "Why do you care so much about me?" He's a teacher, of course, they need to care but for some reason deep down in my heart, I want it to be a different reason.

"Because I know I can treat you better." He blurted out.

Looks like I'm not the only one feeling brave.

"Mr-Adam what are you saying?" I asked my heart beating faster.

"Exactly what I said. I know this is the worst timing and that you're my student but I honestly don't care. I really like you, Scarlett." He said gently placing his hand on my cheek like he did in the classroom. I couldn't speak, his words stun me.

"Adam?" I whispered breathlessly.

"Be with me, Scarlett Rose."
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Scarlett Rose sees nothing wrong with her wonderful (abusive) boyfriend Ray Monroe but Mr Watson the new Math teacher can't stand the

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4. For Scar

The weeks skip by like a breeze, the only drama going on is with Ray and of course, Mr Watson giving me these looks like he's worried about me. He needs to just stick to what he knows.

Soon it was Thursday; I was sitting in first period bummed out because Dawn was absent, I feel like she's still mad at me. We haven't spoken much since we spoke in the bathroom, yes its been that long she can be mad at someone for years.

The bell rang pulling me out of my thoughts. I gathered my things slightly dreading Mr Watson's class.

I walked in his classroom the first student to arrive. I figured Shelly would've been here first.

Mr Watson glanced at me while writing on the board then turned to me, "You okay? You look tired."

Again with this? 

I shrugged, I haven't been getting much sleep because that monster is home more than usual and Ray's constantly coming over having sex with me.

"Well, tomorrow I plan on having a meeting with your parents to talk about what would be best for you." 

I nodded then realize what he said, "No, that's not necessary Mr Watson. I can do the tutoring."

"I still would like to discuss this with your parents."

He wants to meet them but why? Probably to keep digging.

I went to say more but the students rushing in ended the conversation.

I took my usual seat as Shelly sat in front of me.

"Mr Watson you look really good today." Shelly giggled.

He blushed a little, "Um, thanks, Miss Lynn. Anyways class." He went on but I ignored him. I laid my head down and drew on my notepad. The bell rang and I shoved my stuff into my bag.

"Miss Rose?"

I sighed does this guy give up? The classroom was empty besides us.

I walked to his desk, "Yes Mr Watson?" I asked clearly annoyed, can't I be left alone?

"You sure you're okay?" He asked his eyes softening.

I felt bad for being snippy with him. I nodded avoiding his gaze, if I look into his eyes I'm scared I will spill everything and I just can't.

"Baby, you ready?" I looked over at Ray.

"Yeah."

"Have a good day Scarlett." Mr Watson said causing a pleasing chill to run down my spine, the way my name rolled off his tongue was sexy.

I ignored him for Ray's sake as he walked me to my art class.

"Okay kiddos, free drawing day make sure you turn it in at the end of class." The art teacher said smiling at us.

I drew a girl looking into a broken mirror. I would've added hand prints on her skin or harsh words but this is school work after all.

Once class was over Shelly stood by the lockers.

"Hey loser, come here now." She ordered.

I walked over to her, "What Shelly?"

"I know you have the hots for Mr Watson."

I rolled my eyes, "Don't be stupid, I'm with Ray."

She glared at me, "That don't mean shit, you better stay away from him or I'll make your life a living hell."

I turned walking away, my life is already a living hell.

"You hear me bitch!?" She called out to me but I continue walking away, what's the point of fighting for a guy I'm not even interested in?

When school ended, I was at my locker with Ray.

"C'mon baby." He shoved me hard into the lockers and held me there by my shoulder.

"I want to take you right here, right now in the middle of the hallway." He whispered into my ear sliding his hand up my skirt. He had his arm on my back pinning me to my locker I couldn't move.

"Ray stop it! Can't this wait?" I whimpered.

He grinded his crotch against the back of my leg letting me feel his hard on. He moved my hair exposing my neck placing his lips on the skin he started sucking hard making sure to leave a hickey.

I closed my eyes as tears roll down my cheeks, why does he want to have sex here?

"Please just wait-"

He slammed his fist into the locker next to me and walked away.

I turned sliding down the lockers to the floor pulling my legs to me wrapping my arms around them I started crying not caring who saw.

MR WATSON POV

I sighed while rubbing my forehead hoping to ease a headache I got from grading papers.

I flip to the next one, Shelly's. She put a bunch of hearts on it, gross.

I rolled my eyes grading her paper then flipped to the next one it was Scarlett's.

I smiled at her paper like an idiot, she has the cutest handwriting. I shook my head, what the hell am I thinking? This is my student!

But the bruises. I saw them the hand prints through her white blouse and how she's always tugging on her shirt sleeves. I bet it's that jackass of a boyfriend that's doing it. How could he do such things to an amazing girl?

I've spoken to some of her other teachers, they've told me she zones out a lot expect for Art class. I just want to help her I know there's something going on.

I sigh standing leaving my classroom looking for a soda machine. I walked down the hallway that's when I saw a brown hair girl crying into her legs.

I had a feeling of who this girl is.

I walked over bending down in front of her and gently touched her shoulder.

Her head shot straight up looking at me in shock she tried backing away but the lockers wouldn't allow it.

"Scarlett, sweetheart it's okay it's just me," I reassured her, the fear she had in her eyes will forever haunt me.

She seemed relieved, she must've thought I was her abuser. 

"What happened?" I asked looking at the hickey on her neck and without thinking I pulled down the collar of her shirt a little seeing a hand print bruise on her collarbone.

Her eyes went wide, "I, uh, I fell." She horribly lied staring at the ground.

How do you get a hand print bruise by falling? 

I gently grabbed her arm pulling up her sleeve.

"Don't-"

Starting from her wrist were bruises after bruises.

I looked straight into her eyes, "It's him isn't it?" I asked hearing the plea in my voice for her to tell me.

She stared at me hard while ripping her arm away, "Who are you even talking about? I get clumsy alright? Just go away, I don't want your help!"

She grabbed her bag brushing past me as she walked away, I felt a chill from the slight contact as I watched her go.

"Was that Scar?" 

I turned around to find Dawn holding papers in her hands. I knew that she's best friends with Scarlett, maybe if I talk to her she could help.

"Yeah, look we need to talk-"

"You figured it out like the rest of them but the difference with you is you want to help her."

I nodded, other teachers know about this? Why haven't they done anything?

"Come on Mr Watson I need to know what I missed," Dawn said walking to my classroom, I followed behind her. 

I gave her the worksheet she missed, "Well?" I prompt her.

"I remember our first day of Junior year because that's the day she met that damn asshole. They bumped into each other and it happened for them. She would always say it was love at first bump." Dawn frowned at the floor, "I wish I could go back in time and just stop them from meeting, I have spoken to her about him but she doesn't want to let him go she thinks she needs him. I don't know why but believe me when I say it eats me alive knowing what Ray is doing to her but if I were to do something I would lose my best friend. Maybe with your help, we can convince her that he's trash!" She sounded hopeful. 

I would do anything to help Scarlett...ya know as her teacher and all.

I brought out my hand, "For Scar."

She shook it, "For Scar." 

"Thank you, Mr Watson," Dawn said leaving my classroom.

I sat down at my desk hoping this all will work out for the better.

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