Disclaimer: I dont own Waterloo Road...oh how I wish I did.
A/N: This is my first Waterloo Road fanfic though I have many more Ideas so it'll probably not be my last :) This is taken from the new series (5) but some of the old students are there and the school has not being mixed with John Fosters. Also Stuart Hordley is not dead; he never exposed Rachel to the school. Eddie knows her secret but he's the only one. Rachel was injured in the fire but not because of Hordley, she was just clearing the school, Eddie ran in and saved her (carrying her out in his arms) and he still saved her from the digger.
A/N 2: I have to admit that I was very very sad when Eddie left...I really think he should come back. But anyway here we go.
Emptiness
Miss Rachel Mason
Rachel Mason sat on the sofa in her office deep in thought. How had she ended up in this situation? In the space of one day, half the school had been demolished, she'd endangered her own life and she'd pushed away the man she loved; she was a wreck to say the least. Standing up she wandered over to the window and looked out at the dark sky. How could all of that happen at once? Down in the car park only a short walk away she could still see the digger that had been parked out the way so pupils could leave the school safely. Quickly closing her blinds she turned back towards her desk...big mistake! For there stood the picture of her and Eddie that had been taken on picture day. Underneath on the silver frame in black writing it read 'The Head and her favourite Dep' Philip had gotten it for Rachel as a present after picture day and she had been so pleasantly overwhelmed. Now as she stared at that picture she could feel the tears running silently down her face again. Laying back down on the sofa she closed her eyes and let the depression wash over her. What seemed like hours later she heard a voice.
"Miss?" she ignored it hoping they'd think she was sleeping and leave but no such luck. "Miss Mason?! Aww come on Miss"
She finally opened her eyes and looked up to see Bolton stood in the doorway. She let out a long exaperated sigh. "Yes Bolton?"
He looked down at her; pity in his eyes and walked forwards. "Phil rang me and said that you hadn't been home, he was worried. I knew you'd be here and I was down the road so I said I'd check it out."
Rachel sat up. "Phil" Now she felt really bad. "Is he okay?"
"Like I said Miss he's just worried about ya. Your usually home by now"
"Yes your right I should really be getting back" She stood up and pulled herself together; she had to...for Philip.
She shut down her laptop and packed up her bags ready to take home. "Whats the time?" She asked Bolton quietly.
"About 10:30" She gasped
"Really?"
"Yep. Miss can I ask you a question?"
"That depends on what it is" She pulled a small mirror out of her bag then and waited for his question. She wiped the mascara that stained her face away as he spoke.
"You've always been honest with me right so Im gunna ask this. Are you OKAY Miss? Truthfully"
She looked at the boy now leant against the door frame and didnt know what to say. She shook her head quietly and he seemed to understand that she wasnt ready to talk about it. She grabbed her bags and allowed him to lead her to the car park; stopping occasionally so she could lock up what little was left to lock. "Can I offer you a lift Bolton?" She asked him quietly as they approached her car; the silver Audi that she loved so much. He shook his head.
"Nah its cool me and Micheala are gonna go hang out. I text Phil though to tell him you was on your way home" Rachel nodded slightly awkwardly.
As he started to walk away he stopped and turned "I know your down Miss but this old building can be fixed, did you know that the worst thing today was when we came back on the coach to see that you had put yourself in danger. Dont ever do it again please Miss yeah cos This building isnt what makes Waterloo Road...You are. Without you there is no Waterloo road. You gave me a second chance and didnt give up when everyone else did. The kids love ya Miss so look after yourself. Cool?"
Rachel was very close to crying again from Bolton's sweet speech but nodded anyway. He walked away and began to chant "Theres only one Miss Mason...Miss Mason!" And pointed at her before dissapearing around the corner. She quickly shoved her bags into her boot and climbed in. She took off her 4inch heels and reached behind her; pulling out the flat shoes she carried as spare to drive in. Before she knew it she was driving home to one of the only people that could keep her going; Philip.
Philip Ryan (This is in 1st person whereas most will be in 3rd)
I heard the Key turn in the lock and flew down the stairs. There on the doorstep stood my dishevelled Aunt. I hurried over and took two of the four bags she was carrying. She closed the front door but didnt say much as she placed what she was holding, on the floor in the lounge.
"Im glad you're home. I was worried" I admitted sheepishly though Bolton had probably already told her this. She pulled me into a hug.
"Im sorry" She was practically crying and suddenly I knew why. My mum had got what she wanted; clearly Rachel and Eddie were finished. There hadnt been a single day that Eddie and Rachel were together that she would return less than happy. The sight before my eyes as she sank onto the sofa now was heartbreaking. I stifled a yawn.
"You're tired" She stated and I agreed. "Why didnt you go to bed?" She questioned; her voice weak.
"I couldnt until I was sure you were home safe" Her eyes welled up with tears again.
"Thankyou" She murmered. "Im going to stay up for a while"
"Do you want me to stay with you?" I asked. I meant it. My mum had caused this...this broken version of Rachel and it was going to be hard to fix.
"No thankyou. You go up to bed and get some rest" Her eyes looked glazed and she was focused on the blank wall opposite
"If your sure?" I replied. She nodded. I briefly kissed her on the cheek and gave her a hug. She was going to need me now. Heading upstairs I relaised that earlier I had asked around to find Rachel. I had text several people one of which had been my mother, one Flick and one was Eddie. I raced up to my room and checked my phone. 5 new messages and a missed call.
-Phil, What do you mean you cant find Rachel. Isnt she home yet? Eddie
-Phil, Are you there? Eddie
-Hi Phil, nah I havent seen Miss Mason since the police were at the school. Sorry let me know if you find her. Flick x
-Phil? Is Rachel safe? Where was she? Text back! Eddie
-PHIL!! I have to know she's alright! Please! Reply! Eddie
I quickly typed a message and forwarded it to Eddie and Flick.
-She's home safe. Bolton found her in her office. All good. Phil x
The missed call was also from Eddie yet I noticed that my mother hadnt replied. Seconds later my phone bleeped twice.
-Wicked. Glad shes safe. See you after half term. Flick x
- You took ages to reply I was really worried. Is she okay? Truthfully? What was she doing in her office? Eddie.
Now I was stuck. Bolton had told me she had been lying on her sofa crying when he found her and she definatly wasnt okay. But would she want me to tell him this? No she probably wouldnt but I couldnt lie to him so I quickly typed a reasonable answer. I noted however that my mother hadnt text; probably basking in the fact she'd won.
- She's Rachel...no one else. Im here for her. Phil x
And then once it had sent I turned my phone off. I changed and decided I should check on her before I went to bed. She was laying on the sofa sobbing quietly when I crept down.
"Aunt Rachel?" I spoke quietly from the stairs knowing she'd hear and pretend to be okay.
"Yes?" She sat up and turned to me.
"Go and lay on your bed. It wont help how your feeling but It means you wont have a stiff neck in the morning." She ALMOST smiled. She nodded and did as she was asked; following me up.
"Night Philip" She said closing her door.
I popped downstairs quickly and checked everything was locked and then came up to bed myself.
I was going to help her...It was the least I could do.
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