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The New Teacher Next Door Forty Three
DEVAN A wheelchair party was what we were having. I was across the table, with Lance at the other end, slurping his glass of water. I sat still, as I absorbed every moment of the evening. I hadn't been so long in a long time, and I really felt delighted to be out again after a long time. Was it really that long though? Somehow, Lance had managed to find a way for the both of us to sneak out of the hospital premises, without anyone knowing. He didn't seem like that kind of kid though. I mean, with his rounded glasses, a clean shaved head, and a face that seemed too innocent to cause any trouble, one could easily pass him off as being innocent of any crime he had committed. I took my eyes off Lance, and turned around to focus on all that there was to see. There was an organ playing in the background. A tune that I knew, now that was strange. "You should order something, Devan." He mumbled. "I'm not hungry, and besides I don't have cash on me." He chuc
The New Teacher Next Door Fourty Four
ELLEN Suns streamed into the room through the window, and my eyes fluttered open, as the rays hit them. The room looked really different from what I was used to. Where was I? I found myself asking, as I sat up on the bed. How had I gotten here? And then, it hit me. I was at Big Joe's, and I had been here since the previous night. I had totally forgotten that I had come home with him. I rose to my feet, and stretched out, as I felt a sudden relief from my stressed joints. How long had it been since I had slept as peacefully as I had throughout the night? A year, or more? I didn't know. I strolled around the room, inhaling every moment of fresh air. This was all I had so longed for; peace. I walked to the door, and turned the door knob, as I stepped out of the room. "Hello," I called, walking about. I was aware that I wasn't supposed to touch, but I wanted to. "Is anyone home?" I called out again, but yet there was no reply. The ousd was eerily quiet, except
The New Teacher Next Door Forty Five
DEVAN A lunatic, was what he was. A raving mad lunatic. My eyes were fixed on him as he made his rounds around the room, in search of answers that I couldn't even see. I could see the desperation in his eyes, as he tore everything apart. It wasn't me he wanted, thankfully. Yet, why had he hurried down here immediately Miss Ellen had gone missing. I wanted him out as soon as possible. He wasn't one to mess around with, and he had made that clear, when he had yanked me by my hair, spitting into my face, as he asked the same bouts of questions; the whereabouts of Miss Ellen. "Listen now boy, where did she say she was leaving to?" If only I knew where she was, I sure would have given the answer to him already. I was ready to give anything for him to leave. He wasn't a kind one, as sincerely it did seem like he had lost it already. "For the umpteenth time, Zach, I do not know where she is. I'm not a bodyguard, I am crippled." "It's high time you accepted that
The New Teacher Next Door Forty Six
ELLEN A long wait, and the darkness as company. I had stayed up all through the night, waiting, and hoping B.J was alive. But still, there was still no sign of Big Joe yet. A few brief sleeps, and I was up again, and pacing about the room. It felt so wrong to be asleep, when I hadn't heard from Big Joe, or about their whereabouts. I sank into a couch wearily. Slowly, I had begun to tire out, and that wasn't nice. I rested my head against the couch yawning tiredly, maybe I needed a little sleep. Just a little though. I held my eyes open for a minute, and tried to blink hard to take out the sleep, but I knew I was going to give in soon. I closed my eyes, and yawned again. I wasn't going to be able to hold it in, as long enough as I had hoped to. This was it, I was finally going to doze off. And then, there was a loud honk just outside the door, and I jumped to my feet, and hurried to the window. I drew the curtains aside warily, and peeped through them. It wa
The New Teacher Next Door Forty Seven
DEVAN Notes and letters weren't in vogue anymore, yet someone had chosen to remain in a century that had ceased to exist. I read the note repeatedly, as if seeking for some hidden message in it. Disappointingly, I hadn't found anyone yet. It was just the same as others. The same old story, about Robb being alive, and yet there was no sign of him. I wondered why this person had chosen to remain behind the curtains, and not come out plain with me. A mystery that I found so intrigu6, and yet so unnerving. "What are you going to do about it, Devan?" Lance quizzed, taking the note from my hand. "I don't know, burn it maybe?" He hissed, and shook his head. "You don't have to announce your foolishness every time, Devan. You could just bottle it up inside of you, and no one would ever get to hear those stupid thoughts." Lance cautioned, with a sneer. "Why is it so stupid? If we're not going to see this person in the park as he said, then we should burn it."
The New Teacher Next Door Forty Eight
ELLEN A more entertaining crowd was what I had expected. But, when Big Joe's ex wife, Suzy, walked in with her husband Cole, I knew that it wasn't going to take long before all hell broke loose. I sat beside Big Joe, as his hands slid up my waist. This was so improper, but it was just an act. It wasn't going to matter once Suzy and Cole left. "You never told me you found love again, Joe?" Suzy buzzed, gobbling greedily on the turkey. "Well, I did. You don't expect me to tell you everything, Suzy. We're not together anymore." "That's right, I tend to forget that most of the time." She mumbled, as Cole remained quiet. "So, Cole what have you been up to these days?" Big Joe enquired. Cole picked the glass of water that was beside him, and emptied its contents before turning to Joe. "Well, I've been busy with a lot of businesses and investments. You know how all these things go." Suzy scoffed. "Well, he would, if he had any money to invest in businesse
The New Teacher Next Door Forty Nine
DEVAN Indecisiveness was a curse. I was caught between trying to do what I thought was right, or what was actually right. Did that even make any iota of sense? I rolled from one end of the bed to the other, greatly perplexed. After my meeting with Sam earlier that day, I had barely been able to concentrate on anything else. I hadn't known what to do. And bless the heavens, the science fair hadn't been a total waste after all. At least I had met Sam, and if that wasn't something I didn't know what was. But, as I laid on my bed ruminating on what exactly to do, the right choice seemed so distant. Was I supposed to ignore Sam, and go on with my life, or pay attention to him? Of course, I wanted to see Robb, but at that moment I could barely trust anyone, after all that I experienced recently. There was barely anyone left to trust anymore. I inhaled deeply, and sat on the bed. I was sweaty, and my skin was beginning to feel sticky. I helped myself out of the be
The New Teacher Next Door Fifty
ELLEN The night was a cold one. Winter had really begun now, and I wasn't so happy about that. I was wrapped with a thick blanket, Suzy had given me, and I had never been so thankful. We laid on the opposite sides of the bed, with our backs facing each other. He was pissed at me, for having a conversation with Suzy. And, I was pissed at him, for lying to me about Suzy. I stood to my feet, and strolled out of the room to get a glass of water. He didn't even come after me, as I had expected. What did it matter anyways? This was only a contract, and I was leaving the moment I felt Devan was safe again. "You can't sleep either?" I heard a voice say behind me, as I froze in my tracks. I turned hurriedly to see Cole smiling sheepishly. "You shouldn't scare people like that." I cautioned, getting a glass of water. "I'm sorry if I scared you, but that wasn't my intention though." He apologized. "Of course not," I replied in mockery, as I chugged down the content
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The New Teacher Next Door Eighty Eight
ELLEN The ceiling fan whirred softly, barely producing enough air to reduce the heat that enveloped the room. I turned around, trying to find a better position that suited me. BJ's snores took a higher tempo, and I could tell that he was fast asleep now. I turned to my side on the bed, again, grunting and grumbling, as the heat refused to subside. Exhaustion took the better part of me, and I forced myself to a sitting position. What had I expected from a motel as this one. This was the cheapest one I had been able to find. In fact, this was the only place I had been able to afford. Suzy wasn't back to the room yet. She had stepped out to take a call about an hour ago, and hadn't returned since then. I wondered what was taking her time. I stretched out on the bed, and stood to my feet, yawning tiredly. I couldn't sleep, and no matter what I tried, the sleep refused to come. "Ellen?" Suzy called, pushing the door opened, as she stepped in. I stood fac
The New Teacher Next Door Eighty Seven
DEVAN Regrets, and making bad choices went hand in hand. The house hadn't been the same since Mum had realised what she had done. She had suddenly withdrawn into her shell, barely speaking out anymore. I could barely imagine the amount of disappointment she felt at that point, but I wasn't ready to ease her agony so quickly. School was were I buried myself in now, mostly to keep myself busy, and keep the crazy thoughts away. It wasn't going to be the same anymore. Mum sat by the window side, staring blankly through the window, with a steaming hot cup of coffee in her hand. Each time I looked at her, I knew I had to help her, but it was going to be difficult. She always had a hand in everything that went wrong at home. What was a little pain compared to the series of insults that I had been forced to go through in her hands. I held unto the sides of the wheelchair I was seated in, and slowly forced an exhale out. "I see you, Devan." She said, breaking t
The New Teacher Next Door Eighty Six
ELLEN A loud, startling knock on the door, flung me off the bed in trepidation. I glanced quickly at my feet, and hissed lightly. My shoes were still on, I hadn't taken them off after getting into the room. I sat at the edge of the bed, and began to pull at them, when the knock came again. I took my shoes hastily, and stared blankly at the wall clock. The time read two A.M. However, the time hadn't served as enough deterrent to whoever was banging on my door. Maybe I shouldn't have rented a room at this motel, I should probably have gone for another one. A safer one, perhaps. A thousand and one thoughts ran through my head, as I held my shoe up in my left hand, just in case there was a need for it, and began to move towards the door. Was there a possibility that Devan and Robb had managed to find me so quickly? I couldn't tell, until I opened the damned door. "Who's at the door?" I quizzed, with shaky hands, and a shoe in it. The silence was enough
The New Teacher Next Door Eighty Five
DEVAN I could almost swear that she had noticed that our gazes were fixed on her, yet, she busied herself about the room, as if she didn't care. My heart ached to ask her all the crazy questions that burned at my heart. Why was she doing this? I heard Dad say something loudly, but we were all too preoccupied to even care at the moment. Mum began humming a song, as she went about her duties. I didn't know what to feel at that moment, anger, or resentment that she had only noticed me, after Matt's death. "Ms Barker, could I please get something to eat? It was a long walk from school." Sam pleaded, as Mum beamed a wide smile at him. "Of course, Sammy Boy. You're always welcome here. What would like me to get you?" She quizzed, scratching at her elbows agitatedly. Sam's fingers flew to his head, for a brief moment, as if trying to come up with something, and then thy dropped to his side again weakly. "Anything is fine, ma'am. I wouldn't want to be so much o
The New Teacher Next Door Eighty Four
ELLEN My eyes opened as Robb brought the car to a halt. I exhaled deeply, excited all over again. I was finally home, and although I didn't know where my home was yet though,but I was excited. "You look happy." Robb commented, as the engine died down. I nodded, and beamed a smile at him. "Well, I should be. I was away for too long." He chuckled lightly, and stared at me with a confusing gaze. "You think so? Things aren't the same as you left them." "Oh, come on, Robb. Everything's just fine." "No, it isn't!" He snapped, slamming his hands against the steering wheel. I was taken aback by his reaction. I lifted my hand gently, and rested it on his arm, as he sighed. "What's going on, Robb? Tell me." "Ellen..." He began swallowing deeply. "There's something I should have told you before, but I couldn't bring myself to do it." "What are you talking about, Robb? Spill it already." "It's not good, I promise ." I faked a smile, and patted his a
The New Teacher Next Door Eighty Three
DEVAN Time they say, had a way of doing things to you, changing you, breaking you, or making you. In all of these processes, you were considered as a chief factor, and I was in this one, somehow. Mornings were usually the busiest, school work, and having to endure the taunting and long stares from everyone at school. Not like I cared much though, but driving through the school halls always had a way of reminding me of a life I had once lived, in fear and in the shadows. That life was due for a change. Maybe, it was time I did something really meaningful with my life. I didn't know what it was then, but I was getting there. It was only going to take a short while now. I tapped my hands gently against the wheelchair, as I drove through the halls receiving the usual whispers, and hushed talks from the bunch of students around the hallway. Exhaustion got the better of me, as I shook my head slightly in pity. "You don't look so good, Devan." A voice said behind m
The New Teacher Next Door Eighty Two
ELLEN Cups of coffee sat on the table between us, and the rising sun behind us. I was clearly exhausted, and how much I ached to free myself from Cullen's piercing eyes. He was quiet, and a little distant than I had known him to be. With eyes fixed on me, watching every move, and every gesture that I made. I didn't know what to do, or think. I mean, after all the time I had spent rehearsing, and coming up with words to say to him, when I finally got the chance to, yet here I was, as mute and silent as a lamb. "What's in your mind?" He quizzed, staring intently into my face. I shook my head slightly, regaining myself. "Nothing," I said hurriedly. "I mean, you're the one who's been withdrawn. You weren't like this the last time I saw you. What's happened to you?" He chuckled softly, and sipped at his coffee. "I'm the same person, Ellen. You just didn't know this part of me." I nodded in pretense. And of course, I didn't understand a word he had uttered.
The New Teacher Next Door Eighty One
DEVAN Somehow, all of this still seemed pretty new to me. I had my memory back, and honestly, I had never felt as alive, as I did right now. I rode my wheelchair around the house in impatience, I was alone at home. Robb hadn't returned since he left, and now Mum also was taking too much time at the hospital. It had been a long while since I had been at the house, it seemed different from the last time. Probably because I had my legs then? Sad. A car honk blared loudly, and I drove to the window hurriedly. And just as I expected, it was Mum helping Dad out of the car. Matt's death had tightened the cords that held us as a family. Maybe that was what we had ended? A little it of something macabre? I shook my head hastily to clear it of the thoughts that filled it. Mum was at the door now with Dad. I didn't know what to do, I just sat there waiting for the door to be pushed open. In a moment, Mum stepped into the house, and Dad began turning his head around hu
The New Teacher Next Door Eighty
ELLEN I clearly didn't look forward to the break of day. I knew what Suzy was going to do, but still, I wasn't ready to succumb to her demand. It had been a long night, and as far as I could remember, I had barely blinked an eye. Suzy had barely slept also, as I had felt her toss from side to side on the bed next to me. She wanted to get her life back, and I wanted mine also. And there was no possible way I was going to sacrifice living the very life I had fantasized about living, just because she needed my help. That wasn't fair to me. That morning, I had gone about my regular business just like the previous night, and from what I could tell, Suzy wasn't interested in me, just as I wasn't also. I mean, we were both so different, but yet, there was this kind of connection that I felt like we both shared unknowingly. I was bent over a bag, as I arranged a few stuff I had left into it. Big Joe hadn't even been kind enough to let me come back to the house to
