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The New Teacher Next Door Sixty Eight
DEVAN TWO WEEKS BEFORE THE ACCIDENT It was immiscible; I mean, the lies from the truth? It just didn't match. Nothing seemed to make any sense around here anymore. It was all just some kind of soap opera playing out, right before our eyes. Mum's eyes never seemed to get wearued, as they followed me around the whole house in the most uneasy manner that I had ever been subjected to. Robb was beside the grill, keeping a watchful eye on Dad, just as Mum had urged him to. In case Dad got too drunk again to tend to the barbecue, just as he had done the previous week. Matt was unusually quiet this morning, and it was noticeable. Matter of factly, we didn't seem like a regular family anymore, it was all just some kind of play, and of course, drama. "Get some clothes on, Matt. Your skin's doesn't look so good when the sun hits it." Mum advised, but Matt barely moved an inch, as he chose to focus on the book he was scanning through. I was nervous at his erratic
The New Teacher Next Door Sixty Nine
ELLEN You could call it fear, or whatever you might. However, it did feel like I had a thousands spiders climbing up my spine. Although, it was really surprising how I had managed to maintain my sanity for this long. Robb was crazy, and didn't seem to make any sense at all. I listened to him rant, and ramble, beating about the bush, without hitting the nail on the head, and my head spiralled. "Are you with us, Ellen? You don't look too well." Tommy chimed, awakening me to reality. "Of c-course I am." I stuttered, blinking my eyes rapidly, to prevent me from zoning out again. Robb's gaze seemed to remain fixed on me without a plain cause. I tried to act as normal as I could, but my palms were beginning to sweat, and I could barely feel my legs anymore. "You don't look alright, Miss Ellen." Robb stated. "I promise you, Robb. I'm very much alright. I just need a little air." I stated. "Then come along, let's go for a walk." Robb offered, dragging me al
The New Teacher Next Door Seventy
DEVAN THE DAY OF THE ACCIDENT... Matt was definitely crazy! The day had barely broken when Matt had snuck into my room, and disrupting a very peaceful sleep that I had been having at the time. I was pissed, angry, and mad at him for not waiting until the sunlight, before discussing anything with me. But, he had insisted, and now here we were, seated on the opposite sides of the bed, waiting on each other to break the silence. He had an envelope in his hands, and I wondered what this was about. Hopefully, it was about his academics. Matt had been lacking severely in that area, and his grades were beginning to take the fall. Each time I broached the topic to him, I was always met with a strong rebuff, that most times had me scuttling back to my seat regretfully. Matt was the complete opposite of me. He possessed the attributes that I lacked, although he hadn't realised this at the time, but I knew this was true. Where he was strong-willed, I didn't thi
The New Teacher Next Door Seventy One
ELLEN The eerie silence was as resounding as a metal gong. We all sat there staring into each other's faces, with no words on our lips. I couldn't tell how long we had been this way, but it felt long enough. Even Sam who was always out to say one derogatory remark or the other, was unusually quiet. I watched Robb rise quietly to his feet, as he busied himself about around the room. I stood up quietly, and trudged after him. He seemed like the best person to relate to at that point. Cole was gone, although I didn't yet understand what that was supposed to mean. But, Big Joe was clearly a mess, and I could tell that he had done what had to be done. "You wanna help?" Robb buzzed, turning slightly towards me. I nodded, and increased my pace. "Of course, I want to. What are we doing?" "Well, Ellen if I'm to be frank, I don't know what we're doing here. I mean, I just needed a distraction, and cooking seemed like one." "You don't have to go through the str
The New Teacher Next Door Seventy Two
JOE The ride back home was quiet, well except for the low hum of the engine. B.J hadn't said anything since we left the hospital, and I was beginning to feel a little worried. I wound the windows up, and turned on the radio, to dispel the silence that rocked the air. I wanted to get home as soon as I could. Truth be told, I had missed the comfort of my bed, and the quietness around the house. Since Ellen's arrival, I hadn't been able to enjoy any of those. It had been a problem after another. Maybe I should have let her walk away after the first time we met, and not given her a deal to play the role of my wife, although that hadn't worked either. Nothing seemed to work around her. My whole body ached for a long restful night, and maybe a cup of coffee. Either way, as long as I got to enjoy the silence tonight, it was going to be worth it. I turned the car into my street, and heaved a sigh, as I began to close in on my house. I was finally home with my son, a
The New Teacher Next Door Seventy Three
ZACH Candles lit up the room, and flowers were all over the place. I couldn't tell if she found this romantic, but I didn't. This felt like a total shit show. I stood at the window for a minute, she wasn't in the room yet, probably taking her bath or shaving her legs. I exhaled, and began heading towards the door. It had been a long time since I had seen Maddy, and honestly I had missed her. Especially that flirtatious part of her, something Ellen greatly lacked. I waltzed into the room, like I owned the place, and gave it quick scans. The room had some heat in it. At least the candles had some good to it. "Maddy?" I called, settling myself on the edge of her bed. I heard quick footsteps coming from the bathroom, and soon she appeared at the in the room, holding a towel to her chest. "Zach?" She muttered briefly. I didn't know which I saw first, was it the terror or the shock that came after. But I knew she had been paralyzed for a second. "I
The New Teacher Next Door Seventy Four
DEVAN THE ACCIDENT Silence! It had been a long time since I had experienced this quietness. It had only taken a minute for everything to return to how it had been before. Matt ignored me now, Robb was busy about his own business, and Dad was busy drinking himself to stupor, while awaiting Mum's arrival. I was back to the life I had lived a few months ago. The solitude, the silence, and that irrepressible feeling of guilt and hate, clogged in my throat. I sauntered around the house aimlessly, bumping into Matt repeatedly, although we didn't say a word to each other. Maybe I should have said something though, but I knew Matt, and I knew how he loved to do things his own way. We hadn't spoken to each other since the issue with the photographs that morning. I knew how pissed and irritated he felt, each time he set his eyes on me. Fortunately, it wasn't something new. I had received stares worse than that, ever since I found myself in this family, and of
The New Teacher Next Door Seventy Five
DEVAN THE ACCIDENT Wesley Peters! It was a tiny gap between been alive and being dead, and I wondered if I was just in between the both of them, or I had crossed over already. My head banged, and my skin felt ashy to the touch, but that was the least of my concerns. What mattered most was getting to Matt, and stopping him from executing whatever he was planning on doing. The honk of a bus reawakened me to reality, and my eyes opened. I pulled my hood over my head, and got into the bus. Hopefully, Matt hadn't done some crazy stuff yet. Inasmuch as I wanted to think that he couldn't do anything silly, due to Dad's presence, but I had to say, Dad was drunk as skunk, and I doubted Dad could even handle the weight of his own load. I struggled to find a seat, and unfortunately the last seat left was beside a plus size woman, with a baby in her laps, and another clinging to her skirts. "What do you want, boy?" She snapped, barely glancing at my face. "I
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