Stuck together (teacherxstudent)

Chapter 30

When I woke up, Adrianna was gone. She had left a note explaining that she had a meeting to attend.

You looked so peaceful, I didn't dare to disturb you in your sleep. I have a few meeting this morning so I couldn't stay. Please call me tonight, or better yet, come back to the school. We will figure this out together.

- Adrianna

I couldn't help but smile at the note she left me. In a way I was sad she left. I was going to finally tell her, but now that she wasn't here I didn't quite have the guts anymore.

She left. I stayed, and I wrote down all my feelings on paper as if my life depended on it. The words wrote itself and my hands merely were there to support the pen that what scribbling words faster than I could process the thoughts inside my head.

I felt weak for not being able to say the words out loud, but how could I when her sparkling eyes filled with so much love stared at me like she had never seen something so beautiful. How could I destroy her smile that seemed so full of life by saying something out loud that I know would put an end to that smile faster than lightning could hit the highest tree. How could I sit here and watch the sun behind her eyes turn into the darkest storm you've ever seen in your life. How would I be able to ever look into her eyes again knowing the pain I caused?

So I wrote. I wrote as if the words written on this paper infront of me wouldn't do the same damage. The only difference was that now I wouldn't be there to see the radiant light in her face turn jet black. I was too weak to face her, too fragile to see. So I took the cowards way by writing this letter. I took the selfish route.

I wrote everything down I could remember. I started at the very first time I met George. I talked about how he came up to me, how he said he was an old student at the school. I talked about the amount of times I had seen him, texted him, trusted him, confided in him. I talked about the times I trusted him over Adrianna. I wrote down how he was an outlet for my thoughts when I felt like I had no one else to talk to. I wrote about the time we got high and the time I told him about her. I wrote down how defense he got and how I thought he was just being protective. I talked about every single interaction we had, how I never had a clue that they were together.

Lastly, I wrote about that night. How we hung out and got drunk. How I couldn't help but talk about her. How he got angrier with every words I said. How I thought he was just drunk. How his face suddenly was so close to mine spewing out words about her that I couldn't quite place yet. How I felt my whole body go cold when the knife stabbed through my skin. How confused I was when I fell down to the floor in a puddle of my own blood. How alone I had felt. How excruciating it was to not remember everything, and how I never expected that the memories coming back to me felt even worse. How I finally connected the dots. How her partner attacked me. How I blamed her, but then realised I never actually did.

I put the letter in an envelope and tucked it in the side of my bag.

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I decided to take her advice and I checked out of my hotel room to get back to the school. I owed it to myself and to my friends to pick myself back up again. I was going to slide the letter under Adrianna's door, go to Mrs. Landale to explain myself and then go to the police, to finally tell them what I've been too afraid to say out loud. Not only did I owe it to myself, I owe it to Adrianna. I was too caught up in my own bullshit to realise that she wasn't safe and she needed to know the truth. I was going to put George behind bars and I wouldn't stop until he was locked up.

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I had made my way to the police station and told the women at the desk the reason why I was here. She seemed to know exactly who I was and almost immediately led me to another room.