I wake up to my phone buzzing. Who in the fuck is texting me at 6 in the fucking morning? I didnt get much sleep last night as it was and now im getting woken up 10 minutes early. I coulnt stop thinking about Mr. Reedus last text last night. Why the winky face?

I looked down at my phone and theres two new messages from.... Mr. Reedus. I felt a smile creep to my face. Why was he texting me so early?

Good morning Mrs. Gordon :) --Mr. Reedus

See you in class. Have a good morning :) --Mr. Reedus

I just smiled at my phone, thinking that he took time out of his morning just to text me but, I couldn't help but think why? He must just be doing it to be nice. Yeah thats why.

I got dressed for school and walked to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror I could see a bruise on the side of my face forming from yesterday. I couldn't let Mr. Reedus see it and get suspicious. So i put on just enough makeup to cover it. I absoulutly hate wearing makeup, but sometimes you just have to do it, I guess.

I walked downstairs and saw my mother and father sitting at the kitchen table. Mom drinking coffee and dad reading the news paper. If someone were to walk in and see us now, they would see the fake little perfect family act we have to put on for the world to see. As soon as they left we would go back to the abusive horrible family we truly are.

I grabbed my backpack and headed for the front door. Trying to avoid my parents at all costs. But of course I never got that lucky. "Good morning dear" My mother said with a fake smile on her face. I could tell my dad already gave her the annual morning beating today. He must be extra pissed this morning, he normaly waits until right before he leaves to do that.

I didn't feel like talking this morning, anything I said would just make my dad angry anyway. As I reached the front door, I heard footsteps behind me. I didn't bother stopping or turning around, I already knew it was my father. I reached the end of the drive way and that's when I heard my fathers yelling. "Jaycee get your ass back here"

I knew this was gonna get me in trouble later but, I was tired of just sitting here taking his abuse, It was time for me to yell back for once. "Why so you can beat me more? I dont feel like applying more make up to hide more bruises. Sorry asshole" I didnt even bother to stop walking. I was at the corner of the street now getting ready to get on the main sidewalk. I could here my dads footsteps getting faster, so I knew he was chasing me. I started to run down the side walk truning the corner but, not before I could hear my dad scream. "Jaycee you little bitch. Maybe if you werent such a worthless piece of shit, I wouldnt have to beat you. Your not the only one going to be getting hurt from your little outbust. You can ask your mother what I mean when you get home later"

I wanted to stop and go help my mother but, i knew if i did it  would just be worse for the both of us. I hated knowing he beat her because of me but, I still can't believe she defends her abusive husband over her own daughter. But I guess 'Love' can make you do horrible things. I wouldn't even call it love. It's a forced marriage as far as im concerned.

It was about a 45 minute walk to school and I've only been walking for about 5 minutes. Why should I even go today? I know if I don't go i'll get in trouble even more but, I fuck it, i aint going.

I sat down on the curb and thought about what the hell I was going to do when I got home. I can't keep going home to this everyday. I feel a single tear roll down my cheek. I don't like crying. It makes me feel weak but sometimes you just need a good cry. I'll do that later i guess.

I hear a motorcycle pull over by me on the side of the road. Who ever it is probably was just having bike trouble. I hear footsteps coming torwards me. Great now i have to deal with some weird ass biker dude. My morning just keeps getting better.

He stops when he's right in front of me looking down at me. I look up to see him taking off his helmet and to my suprise its none other then Mr. Reedus

"Jaycee? What the hell are you doing sitting on the side of the road? You could get hurt" His voiced sounded angry yet concerned. I wipe my tears trying to hide that fact that I was crying. I just stare at my shoes hoping he'll get the hint that I don't wanna talk right now. Mr. Reedus sigh and sits next to me. "Jay, why are you out here?" This time there is no anger in his voice just pure concern.

I just stred at the ground and felt more tears ready to fall. I couldn't let them fall, I didn't want him seeing me like this. Mr. Reedus gently grabs my chin and makes me look into his mesmerizing blue eyes. "Jay, are you okay?" That's what broke me. I just started to sob in my hands. Mr. Reedus grabbed me and pulled me into his chest. It made me feel better, it made me feel safe. I never feel safe anymore.

"Hey, it's okay sweetheart. I got you." Mr. Reedus cooed in my ear. The tears finally stopped falling and I pulled anyway from his grasp. I look back down at my feet, thinking about why he's doing this. Mr. Reedus places his arm around my shoulders and pull me into his side. I look over at him to see a slight smile on his face. He has such a great smile. It kind of makes me happy seeing him smile, if i'm being honest. "What were you doing out here Jaycee?" And here comes the questions again. How do I even reply to that. 'Oh I didn't feel like going to school today because my dad chased me down the road and told me he was gonna beat me tonight' . I said the first thing that poped into my head "I hate school, didn't wanna go" I hope he believes me.

He looks at me and sighs "Jaycee, I know you don't like school but, I can tell that's not why your out here" I feel him move his hand to my waist and pull me closer to him. Well I guess i'll try something else and hope he gets the hint that I dont wanna tell him. "I can't tell you" I whisper, looking at my feet.

We just sat in silence, once again. I can feel his eyes on me. He once again grabs my chin so I will look at him. His eyes lock with mine, he looks worried. I advert my eyes from his. "Jaycee look at me. Okay I understand you don't wanna tell me and that's okay. Do you want me to take you home?"I don't know where ill go back I just can't go home. "No, no I can't go home" That comes out a little more panicked then i wanted it to be. Shit now he's gonna know somethings up. "Okay, calm down. I'll take you to my house then okay?"

I just nod and he stands up, reaches a hand out for me. I take it and walk over to his bike. He looks at the bike then at me, Oh no, he wants me to ride on that? "Ever been on one?" I shake my head and look at him. He has a little smirk and says "Well just sit behind me and hold on tight" I watch him climb on and he reaches out a hand to help me. I put my hands awkwardly on his shoulders and wait for him to start the bike. He grabs my hands and moves them so im holding onto his waist. I smile a little, liking the feeling of our bodies pressed together. He starts the back and starts to go on to the road but, not before i can hear him say "I could get used to this" I dont think he meant for me to hear that but, I feel the same way.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I stand in Normans living room as he walks to the kitchen. "You can make yourself at home, Jaycee. I'm gonna call in sick today and stay here with you." He shouldn't stay here with me. Even though I want him to stay, he doesn't need to call in sick on his second day of his new job, it doesnt look good. "You don't have to stay here with me. I'll be fine on my own. I dont want you to get in trouble on your second day Mr. Reedus"  He walks passed me and sit in the middle of the couch. "Call me Norman. No, i;m gonna stay here with you. Make sure your okay. It probably won't look the best but, it's whatever." I just awkwardly stand there. Thinking im gonna be alone with Norman all day in his house kind of makes me nervous. But im glad im spending more time with him. "Come sit down Jay. Wanna watch a movie?" I  nod and hesitantly sit down next to him. "What kind of movies do you like?" "I like whatever honesly" My favorite genre is horror but, im not really in the mood for that right now. "Well let's watch something funny. Since you were crying earlier, I wanna see that pretty simile of your's. I don't like it when you cry" He lightly pats my thigh then grabs the remote.

He doesnt like seeing me cry? Maybe he just doesn't like seeing anyone cry. I don't think my smile is all that great but, If he thinks it is then I guess it is. I can't believe I like my fucking teacher.

About half way through the movie Norman places his hand on my thigh and rubbs little circles. I look up at him and smile, seeing he is already smiling. I yawn, getting a little sleepy form not getting much sleep last night. Norman moves his hand from my thigh and lays it on my shoulders. I cautiosly lay my head on his shoulder and feel my eyes start to get heavy. I start to fall asleep but not before I feel Norman kiss my head.

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I slowly open my eyes and look around. I look up and Norman fell asleep also, I can hear his soft snores in my ear. I smile slightly because he looks so peacfuly while hes sleeping. My head still on his shoulder and his arm moved to around my waist.

I slowly grab my phone out of my pocket, making sure to not wake Norman. I have 3 texts and 4 missed calls from Anthony.

Good morning little sis. Hope dad went easy on you this morning. Have a good ay at school Jay. I love you little Jay. Stay safe please --Anthony

Jay you okay? You always answer my texts. Please text me back, so I know that your okay. If I don't hear from you soon i'm calling the school. I love you Jay --Anthony

Jaycee, i'm calling the school. Please text me back. Iv'e called you many times, please just answer me. Jaycee please stay safe. I love you Jaycee --Anthony

Great, now he called the school and knowing my brother he's probably already driving down here. I felt Norman start to draw circles on my hip. "Guess your brother is really worried about you" Norman says softly in my ear. Shit, he say the messages. Now hes gonna want answers. I guess he deserves to know whats going on. I can't believe im about to tell a guy that I just met yesterday, about my father. Iv'e only ever told 2 people and that took me 9 years to tell them. "Yeah that's Anthony. He's always making sure im okay" I look into his eyes and can't quite tell what their holding at the moment. "Jaycee why would he be worried about you? Is there a reason why you wouldn't be okay?"

Here goes nothing, I take a deep breath and look down at my feet. "My dad abuses my mom and I" I whisper so he can barely hear it. Norman stands up and starts to pace the room. "Im gonna fucking kill him" He yells heading for the front door. I jump up and grab his shoulder before he can make it out the door. He turns around and has an angry and sadend look on his face. "Norman stop, it's only gonna make things worse, if you show up there. Im fine." I say sofly.

I remove my hand from his shoulder just as he grabs my chin softly. "Your not okay Jay. This isn't okay. I could help you and your mom get out of there, away from him" he says softly. Norman just wants to help but, my mom would never go with him. I can't leave my mom behind. He drops his hand from my cheek and continues to look into my eyes. I place my hand on his cheek and sofrly say "I know you wanna help Norman but, It won't work. My mom won't leave him. She sticks up for him. It doesn't matter how much he hurts her or even me, she will stay with him no matter what. They won't let me leave, Iv'e tried before. It never works. Norman you gotta trust me, I'll be fine, I know how to handle them."

His arms snake around my waist and pulls me closer to him. I let my hand drop from his cheek to his shoulder. He smiles down at me and i look at my feet suddenly feeling nervous. This can't happend, as much as I want it to, it just can't. I look back up and see him slowly leaning in. Before I have time to react his lips soffly press against mine. I suprise myself and start to kiss back. His chapped but soft lips move slwoly over mine. I feel him swipe his tongue over my bottom lip asking for enterince. I get put of my dazed state of mind and back to reality and realize i'm kissing my fucking teacher. I quikly break away from him and he looks at me with confusion.

I grab my phone and slip on my shoes and head for the front door. I need to leave before I regret not kissing him back. I can't do this he's my teacher. He could get fired or even worse he could go to prison. That's the last thing I want to happen.

As i reach for the fron door handle Norman grabs my wrist to stop me from leaving. "Jaycee i'm sorry. I thought that's what you wanted" I turned around to face him. I honestly did want him to kiss me, I really did but, I can't let this go any further. "Your my teacher, this can't happen Norman" I said that louder then I want to. Norman looks at me with sad and angry eyes. "Why not Jaycee? You obviously like me and trust me enough. Why can't you let this happen?" He says just as loud. I rip my wrist from him and open the door. "Because Norman it can't."

With that I began the long walk home.

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That was chapter 3. I hope you like it. Please vote and comment. I will post another chapter tomorrow or maybe later tonight. Goodnight you guys.