Everything Will Be OK

***Gerard’s POV***
When Stacy finally left, I sprinted out of the classroom to find Taylor. I must have seemed like a huge ass back there. She probably even thought me and Stacy were a”thing”. But I had absolutely no feelings for her. She was one of those skanky students who threw herself at any of the young, male teachers. She would always try to come see me during breaks between periods and afterschool, just to try to get in my pants. I can’t even imagine how Taylor must be feeling right now; after all she’s been through this week. First, she gets abused by her parents and then, she thinks she is getting played by one of her pedophile teachers.

I continued searching for her all over campus, when I heard a faint crying sound coming from the girls’ bathroom. I walked over closer to hear better. It definitely sounded like Taylor in there. Well it’s my job as a teacher to make sure my students are doing ok, so it wouldn’t be a big deal if I went in there to talk to her. I quietly entered the bathroom and saw Taylor’s backpack lying near one of the stalls. Yep she was here.”Taylor are you in here?”I asked hoping for a reply.”The crying suddenly stopped and everything became silent. She unlocked the stall and opened the door. Her face was stained from tears and her beautiful eyes were now red and puffy.”What do you want?”She sniffled.”I…wanted to know if you were doing ok. You seemed upset.” She looked annoyed by my answer.”Oh, well don’t worry about me…it’s not like you ever cared anyway.”My heart broke when I heard those words.”Don’t say that. I care for u Taylor. Remember, I told you I’m here for u.”She turned her head, breaking eye contact with me.”That’s a bunch of bullshit. No one cares for me because I’m a worthless fucking waste of space. So why don’t u just leave and go hang out with your “girlfriend,” Stacy? Or better yet, go find another naïve student to make out with, so I don’t have to see your stupid face anymore. Ok?” I could see it in her eyes that she was really hurting. “It’s not like that ok? I don’t like Stacy, and I don’t kiss my students…I just…I really like you. And don’t you dare say that u are a waste of space. You are beautiful to me." She looked back up at me.”Do you really mean that?”She asked chocking over her sobs.”Of course I do.”I replied, bringing her into my arms, not wanting to ever let go.

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