Yes, Sir

Hailey.

After a short while of him comforting me and calming me down he pulled away before standing up, holding a hand out to me. "Come." He said. Like he saw the confusion on my face.

I put my hand in his, and slowly walked down stairs. I had to make a few stops due to the pain and the aching feeling in my legs. No matter how many times he offered to carry me, I declined. I didn't want to depend on him, I don't want to depend on anyone for that matter. My stomachs still the worst, walking around made me want to just fall down due to the amount of bruising on my ribs. But I had to be strong.

He lifted me onto the counter and he started to make some eggs and bacon. Which smelt delicious by the way. And looked great too. We chatted about random things, I could tell it was him just trying to distract me from everything. Which I appreciate. Most people would give me a all speech and a hundred questions about it all. But instead he just focused on me forgetting.

Even if that wasn't possible.

All of a sudden his phone beeped which made my gaze shift to it.

8 new messages: Hailey.

Who the fucks Hailey?

I couldn't help but feel a little jealous. I don't know why. I usually never feel jealous over something so small. But I couldn't help but think, does he have a girlfriend?

Or maybe it's just a family member.

"Who's Hailey?" I ask, before even stopping myself. He seemed a little taken back at my question. He also looked a little nervous. Why?

"She's an old friend."

"Oh okay." I say with a small sigh. For some reason it was a sigh of relief. He's my teacher so why did it hurt to think of him with another woman?

-

After we had breakfast he let me have a shower which helped ease the pain.

Once I finished I towel dried my hair and put it into a low bun so it's not in my face, then picking up another one of his t shirts that he gave me. I could smell his strong cologne and aftershave that burnt through my nostrils. He always smelt so damn good.

I lifted my arms and put it on, it fell down right above my knees. And although I felt a little better, the mirror dragged my emotions back down. I couldn't recognise myself. My swollen and bruised upper lip, my arms covered in marks. And I didn't notice it till now, but i had a hand print on my neck. Probably from gripping me or slapping me to the point that the mark stayed.

The sickness feeling washed over me all once again, only this time I rushed to the toilet and threw up.
Seconds later Mr Hayes came running through the door without even bothering to knock.

"Oh shit, are you alright?" I looked up at him and I could see the worry on his face. The worry for me. Was he really that concerned about me?

"Yeah I think it's just the alcohol from last night."

I lied. Again. I couldn't tell him it was due to the fact that seeing myself made me feel so disgusted and horrible.

-

We're sat down on the sofa watching 'The Joker' on Netflix. I told him that it's one of my favourite films and without a hesitation he put it on for us. After the whole throwing up incident he comforted me and carried me to the sofa, not saying much about it. Now I'm just lying down with my head on his lap while he plays with my hair. I feel calm and relaxed.. this is nice.

But surely teachers aren't supposed to do this. So is it because he cares about me?

Maybe he actually could like me. Have feelings for me even. I want him to.

The door opened, making me shoot up from Mr Hayes lap in alert. In came in, a tall blonde haired woman with bright blue eyes and tan skin. Her hairs in perfect waves, she's wearing clothes that I could tell are expensive, especially the gold jewellery that seems to be everywhere on her. And she's holding a Gucci bag. Damn she's loaded.

She is also gorgeous.

"Ha-Hailey." Mr Hayes said, looking more shocked then I've ever seen him.

Wait that's Hailey? And she has a key to his house..

"Baby!" She screamed running into his arms hugging him tightly. "I missed you so much!"

Baby? What the hell is going on?

I stood there , watching them hug each other except his eyes were only fixated on me. Eventually she pulled away noticing me. "Oh, who's this?"

About time woman.

I gave a small smile; a fake smile. "I'm Elyria Bennett."

"Oh?" She said in a tone that's obvious she wants an explanation. Me too girl.

"She's my student." Mr Hayes finally spoke. Surprising both me and Hailey. "She had a bad.. accident last night and she had nowhere else to go."

Hailey stood there and took me in, it seemed like she was taking in every detail. Which only made me more anxious.

"Well hello Elyria. I'm Hailey. His girlfriend."

-Hey guys sorry this is a bit of filler chapter but due to me Injuring myself this week I haven't had much time to right. I'm still unable to do much but had to give you all a new part!
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