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Do I Frighten You? 2

Chapter 21

My day was okay, there was not really anything on TV. I was bored in here so I decided to sleep but then I was wanting to explore around the house, she was so clean in here. I had washed some clothes, and then I put some the stuff in the dryer I had went to go and get Andrew and then made my way to go and get Andrew. I wonder if Amelia felt this way on when she took Andrew on his first day of school. I don't want her being alone here.

I got inside of my car and then made my way to the preschool to go to get him. I parked my car and then made my way towards the door. I sighed before I walked. I walked down the long ass hall that was colorful unto I entered the room with all the kids in there and then I went towards the door. I looked around for Andrew and I didn't see him. I should ask the teacher, and then I didn't see her. I looked around I didn't see her either. Weird. I continued to look around all the kids that where laughing and coloring. Then I heard a cry, wait that was Andrew's cry. I still did not see him. His cry had became more audible. I got closer to his cry. I turned a corner to see him and the teacher. What. She had him by his shirt and he just cried, his face was red and his cheeks wet. It said it all.

“What the hell is going on?” I manage to say.

“Daddy!” He cried and then she let go and then he ran into my arms, I picked him up and he buried his head into my neck. I glared at her.

“What the hell is going on?” I asked confused.

Ms. Anderson looked at me in shock.

“Well?” I said getting annoyed.

“He colored all over the wall.” She pointed over across the room and I saw the green scribbles that Andrew did. I looked back at her. She had some nerve.

“And? You aren't his parent, I asked you nicely to watch over him, not hit him. What the hell is wrong with you? He is only two years old.” I yell and all of the kids stopped what they were doing and the room became silent.

“I am sorry.” She said shaking her head.

“Good be sorry, I can't wait to tell the Mum.” I said upset, I needed to leave before I do something very stupid.

I turned around and then began to walk out the building. Andrew was still crying, his hands grabbing onto the hem of my shirt.

Listening to him this way made me feel so weak. I got to the car and then opened the back of the door. I looked down. I tried to put him inside of the car, but then he screamed. He didn't want me to let go of him. I sighed and then held him a little longer. How could she do that? He was just so young. Andrew's cry had down and then I looked at him as he was still holding onto my shirt. He was sleeping now. I grabbed his hand and got it to unravel from my shirt and then I slowly opened the door and then put him inside of the car, and fastened him up.

I closed the door and then opened my door and then got inside, I closed the door and then started the car. This was not over, I was still upset, but seeing my son so hurt like this, he needed me, he needed Amelia too. I wonder what she is going to do about this. I wonder if I could sue the place, hell burn it down. Well, without the kids in it of course. I drove off to a local Mcdonalds, I wonder what he liked.

“How may I help you?” The intercom said.

“Yeah, can I get a happy meal.” I said, kids loves happy meals.

“What would you like to have to drink?” She said.

“A small orange drink.” I said, I looked back at Andrew he was still sleeping.

“Alright, and you're total is going to be 4.81” She said.

I drove around to the front and handed the girl the money. She looked at me for a moment, and then took the money. I frowned at her hesitation as she pointed the register.

She handed me the change and then I drove up farther and waited for them to give me the happy meal, they handed it to me and then I drove off back to Amelia's house.

I had put Andrew in his bed after taking off his shoes, I was going to wait until he gets up to feed him. When Amelia had gotten home, I felt a relief. She looked at me.

“Where's Andrew?” She said softly.

“He is sleeping, and I kind of want to talk to you about that.” I said with a drown.

“About what?” She said and then sat next to me on the couch and I muted the TV.

“That school.” I said, frowning, I was not going to get over this at all.

“What happened today?” She whispered.

“That fucked up teacher hit Andrew.” I said and looked at her, her eyes became wide.

“She what?” Amelia said raising one eyebrow.

“She hit him, for coloring on a fucking wall. The wall was ugly anyway.” I said threw my teeth.

“I will be right back.” Amelia had said, and then got up from the couch and then headed for the door.

“Where are you going?” I asked her.

“Teach that teacher a lesson.” She said before walking out the door.

Notes

What is going to happen next, Oh my gosshhh!

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