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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11. Unexpecting Company

ADAM WATSON POV

"Hide," I whispered to Scarlett. She stood rushing into the bedroom closing the door.

I got up running my hands through my hair walking over to the door and opened it, it was Miss Ashlynn.

"Miss Ashlynn, what are you doing here?" I was surprised to see her.

"Please call me Maria, I hope you don't mind I went through your files at school and got your address but I know you're single and I'm clearly single and well I thought we could mingle." She smiled showing me two bottles of wine.

I was creeped out, "Well thank you for the offer but I'm going to have to refuse." I turned her down as politely as I could.

She ignored me pushing past me inside, "Come on Adam where's your fun side?" She laughed walking into the kitchen and I followed her. 

She stopped looking at the table, "Oh are you having a date with someone?"

I came up with a lie, "Yeah, her name is Ally she accidentally spilled wine on her shirt and went into the bedroom to change."

I felt my phone buzz in my pocket, I pulled it out looking at it.

(A-Adam S-Scarlett)

S-Why is she still here?

A- I'm trying to make her leave. She won't

S- Don't worry I already left using the fire escape. Bye.

With a sigh, I put my phone back in my pocket.

"Something wrong?"

"No, but could you please leave?"

"Sure, whatever." Maria huffed and left closing the door behind her.

I hurried to my bedroom and saw the window open she really did leave.

I angrily grabbed my bag that I keep all the kids work in and went into the living room sitting down I started grading some papers when I notice Scarlett was still having trouble. I need to start helping her more as her teacher.

DAWN POV

"How are you feeling hon?" Missy my "aunt" asked as I continue wiping down the bar counter top waiting for the next customer.

I opened my mouth but she cut me off, "And don't give me that cold act. She was your mother and I know it bothers you. It's okay to miss her and wish she was a better mom but don't act like it doesn't mean anything."

I sigh, "Fine, you win." I mumbled.

"And that girl, Scarlett she doesn't know does she?"

I shook my head.

"Why not tell her? And why did you tell her I'm your aunt?" Missy asked wanting an explanation.

I opened my mouth to speak but the door opened my dad walked through the doors to the bar taking a seat on the stool.

"Dad." I greeted.

"Dawn, how are you?" He asked his eyes red and puffy from crying.

I grabbed a beer popping off the lid setting it in front of him.

"Could be better," I admitted.

"You should've been at the funeral." He sighs taking a sip of the beer in front of him.

It was my turn to sigh, my mother passed away a few days ago due to alcoholism.

"I couldn't bring myself to do it," I said setting the rag down.

"She was your mother." He scolded.

"Wrong; she was just a woman that gave birth to me." I corrected him.

Dad stood to pay for the beer, "Whatever Dawn." He mumbled turning to leave but stopped grabbing something out of his back pocket he placed an envelope on the bar then left.

"Shouldn't be so hard on him kid you may not like her but that was the woman he fell in love with," Missy said walking up to me gently patting my back.

I ignored her staring at the envelope I slowly picked it up looking at my name horribly written on the front didn't even spell Dawn right.

Dwon

Like seriously? She was probably drunk when she wrote this.

I placed the envelope in my back pocket not caring what that woman has to say even now that she's dead.

"Go on home kid. I got it from here." Missy spoke breaking me out of my thoughts.

"Sure," I say leaving the bar I took a cab home staring out the window as the cab drove by Summerville College. 

I sigh rubbing my eyes feeling the weight of the envelope in my back pocket.

"Wait, I want to go to the cemetery," I spoke up causing the driver to look in the review mirror. 

"It'll be extra." He informs me driving away from the small town.

"That's fine," I mumble.

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Standing beside her grave feels heavier than I expected but I feel so angry; angry at her, dad and myself.

"Is this what you wanted?" I yelled at the grave, "Me to feel like shit? Congrats you succeeded!" I angrily pulled the envelope out of my back pocket, "What ever you have written you should've made things right with me when you were alive instead of gambling away everything we had and being drunk off your ass." I ripped the letters to pieces, "So fuck you and goodbye." I dropped the shredded pieces on her grave then left never looking back. 

Dad knew what she was doing gambling away money, cheating on him and she was bad to me. Dad worked all the time giving her the money to gamble away. When it came to me she always threw shit at me and say things like she wishes I was never born or I was a mistake. I never talked about it with anyone even Scarlett because I just wanted it to die. 

I entered the cab, "Thanks for waiting." I thanked the cab driver giving him Missy's house address glad to be heading back but I couldn't helo but feel a peg of guilt of what I just done.

 

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