Chapter 4: The Aftermath

The addict and the teacherWords: 4655

TW - ABUSE

Charlie woke up to her alarm clock going off. Instead of tapping the button to turn it off she threw it against the wall shattering it to pieces. Charlie swung her legs off the bed and made her way to the bathroom. She looked at her self in the mirror and sighed she looked like shit. Big black bags under her eyes. Red bloodshot eyes. And hickeys on her neck and collar bones.

She quickly got ready for school grabbed her keys and headed downstairs. She froze when she saw her adoptive dad waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs.

'Strolling in at 4am is not acceptable Charlie, you are an embarrassment to this family' he spoke with venom and anger in his voice. Charlie rolled her eyes being done with this conversation already. But before Charlie could open her mouth to talk she felt a sharp hand hit her lip. She could feel the blood run down her lip and chin but didn't move. 'While you're under my roof you do as I say you understand' he says to her whilst grabbing her chin. Charlie just nodded then headed straight for the door.

Once Charlie got in her car and cleaned herself up she looked in the mirror and saw her lip had been split and was already swelling and bruising. She did her same routine grabbing a coffe parking her car and meeting Alison and Jay.

'Whoa man what happened to your lip Jay asked angrily taking Charlie's head in his hands looking closely at the mark. 'John' is all she said 'bloody bastard one day he's gonna get what's coming to him' jay hugged Charlie then met up with Alison. Alison saw her lip and just hugged Charlie tight.

They sat at there spot smoking a blunt. The bell went 'go on I'll meet you in a few minutes' Charlie said to them. They both hesitated for a second before walking away to their classes. Charlie pulled out the left over powder she had from the party and snorted it

Her mood went from 1-100 after she took it. She grabbed her bag and strolled the class laughing to herself as she made her way through the hallway. She took a deep breath before entering the classroom.

She walked in once again like she owned the place not a care in the world for anyone else. 'Charlie what did I say about being late to my lessons' Charlie sat down and replied cockily 'well if your lessons weren't so fucking boring maybe I would turn up on time' the class was filled with "ohhhs" and Charlie smirked to herself.

'Get out of my classroom and wait for me outside Charlie' she didn't move just stared Mrs Cruz down 'NOW CHARLIE' Mrs Cruz shouted. Charlie sighed dramatically as she made her way outside.

Charlie stood there swaying as the effects of the drugs are working and she just started laughing to herself. She was pulled out of her thought when a door was slammed shut. She looked up to see a very angry Mrs Cruz staring at her. 'I have no time for this childish behaviour, you need to start acting like an adult and take things seriously Charlie' Charlie didn't respond she just started at Mrs Cruz with no emotion to her.

Mrs Cruz examined Charlie's facial features. Once she realised Charlie was high and not just from smoking weed she tensed her jaw up and looked at Charlie disappointedly. 'I thought I told you not to come to my lessons high' Mrs Cruz voice was slightly calmer but still had some authority to it.

Charlie looked anywhere besides her eyes. She could hear the disappointment in her voice. 'What happened to your lip?' 'Nothing just a stupid fight' Charlie said shrugging it off. But Mrs Cruz didn't believe her at all she looked at Charlie not knowing what to do with her. She can't have her sitting in class in this state if another teacher walks in as sees her she'll definitely be expelled.

So she did the only thing she could think of she took Charlie to her office which had a sofa in. 'Sit' Mrs Cruz voice boomed and Charlie listened sitting straight away. 'I don't know what's going on Charlie but this behaviour is not acceptable, you can't come to my lesson high on god knows what and stinking of a bar' Charlie didn't reply, she just looked down to the floor zoning in and out.

'Have you got any drugs on you Charlie ' Mrs Cruz said as she sat opposite Charlie. She nodded her head saying no but Mrs Cruz didn't believe her. 'So If I was to look through your bag or pockets I wouldn't find anything?'

Charlie froze clutching her bag tightly to her chest. 'That's what I thought, give me the bag' she rolled her eyes and passed her the bag, Mrs cruzs eyes widened as she opened the bag expecting to find books and a few baggies but no there was no books just empty baggie wrappers skins for blunts lighters and small bottles of empty liquor at the bottom.