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."

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


3. Your Drunk

After hiding my half done portrait of Mr Watson I sneaked downstairs a little before 10 pm knowing Lacy would be asleep and Mom would be in her bedroom. I went to the kitchen grabbing a bag of chips and a soda then watched my tv show.

The door opened, Dad walked in shoving off his jacket placing it on the coat hanger. He turned looking at me with bloodshot eyes. I looked away back to the tv. He must've gotten off early, normally he doesn't come home till 12 am.

"Brat." He spat at me walking into the kitchen then returned with a beer.

He sat on the opposite end of the couch drowning his beer.

I could feel my head throb where he hurt it.

"The hell you watching?"

"It's called Moonlight. It's a vampire show."

He laughed harshly, "That's gay."

I glared at him, "Aren't you just a frikkin ray of sunshine."

Now it was his turn to glare, he lifted his empty beer then squeezed the can looking at me, "See how easy that was? It'll be your bones next you lil bitch." 

I rolled my eyes acting like his words didn't faze me as I quickly got off the couch walking to my room I locked the door behind me.


I walked over to the window and open it; it was Ray.

"What are you doing here?" I whispered.

He climbed up the side of the house using the vines then climbed through my window dusting himself off.

"I came to see you, baby."

"What? Are you crazy? What if-" He kissed me cutting me off. He shoved his tongue into my mouth, I made a face not liking the taste, he's been drinking and since he's here that means he wants sex. He roughly leads me to my bed I fell onto it backward with him on top of me.

I pushed him back then turned my head to the side to avoid his kisses. He went straight to my neck.

"No, no. You're drunk." I said pushing him back a little.

"You're sexy."

I tried pushing him off me harder but he grabbed both of my hands holding them down my wrist above my head.

He went back to my neck sucking on it hard.


"Don't." Ray mocked me in a whiny girl voice, "We've only had sex once! Come on Scar you're supposed to give it to me whenever I want and how I want."

"But-" He placed a hand over my mouth only pinning my wrist with one hand now, "Shut the hell up."

He went back to my neck as tears brim my eyes. I started wiggling underneath him.

"Ugh, I can't do anything with you acting like this!" He sits up on top of me then slaps me. 

I touched my stinging cheek as I whimpered.

"Aw fuck baby don't cry, hey come here." He gently took my face into his hands making me face him as he kissed me, "I just want to make love to you its been so long baby, don't you want to make me feel good."

I nodded, "Yes of course but you're drunk you won't even remember this." 

He pouted.

"Okay, as you wish." 

He smiled, "Yesss!"

We had sex, more like we did it long enough for him to get off. 

I was so exhausted I ended up falling asleep.


I slowly stirred awake, I went to move my arm but it was tied to a bed Ray's bed the other one was too. I looked around I wasn't in my room but his. He sat on the edge of the bed his back face me.

"Ray, did you take me from my house?" I asked slightly frighten. 

He stood to face me, "Yeah I figured you'd rather be here for our one year. Mom isn't home, probably won't be home all day and we don't have to worry about your parents either."

He's right, I know they won't look for me.

"Oh. Yeah sure."

He smiled picking up a glass bottle, probably getting drunk again. He climbed on top of me kissing my neck. I closed my eyes just wanting it to be over. 

The whole entire day all we did was have sex until he got tired then he eventually carried me home.

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