I finally got the girl
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Chapter 11.
Three months later
It had been three months since that day that would forever be engraved into their mind for the rest of their lives.
Rachel had gone back to work two weeks later although Adam had told her it was too soon.
She screamed at him and he didn't say a word after that on the subject.
She was slowly getting back to her normal self, Adam wasn't a stupid man. He knew it would take time as he remembered his mother's words to him.
"You need to be patient and most importantly you need to listen. She'll come to you when she's ready and Adam, whatever you do. Don't push her."
But he was hurting too and she couldn't seem to grasp or understand that, not that he dared say anything in case she'd take his head off again.
He had his suspicions that she had spoken to his mum not that he would ever dare break her confidence and ask. Not that his mum would tell him.
"You on a free, mate?" Tom asked, coming into the staffroom. Pulling him from his thoughts.
"Yeah. I am." He replied, taking a sip of his third coffee that morning.
"You couldn't cover my year eight next lesson, Could you?" Tom asked.
"Yeah, sure mate. No problem." He replied. Marking some work.
"Cheers mate, Lorna's birthday is on Friday, and I still haven't got her anything. I'll cover your Friday last period," Tom told him.
"She'll wear your bollocks as earrings. Mate. Thanks. Right years 10s." Adam replied, getting up and packing his stuff.
"Oh, don't I know it? Good luck mate," Tom said, sitting down.
Adam went off to teach his class.
"Quiet!" He told them.
"Here Sir?" Denzel Kelly shouted across the classroom.
"Yes, Denzel?" Adam sighed, keeping his composure.
"Is it true?" He asked, smirking.
"Is what true, Denzel?" He asked, sighing.
"That Mrs got it sucked out of her." Denzel sniggered along with Kyle Stack.
"I beg your pardon?" He asked, his face darkening.
"Denzel! That's a horrible thing to say." Emily James exclaimed in shock.
"What? I'm only asking. She is kinda old." Denzel laughed, and Kyle sniggered.
"You two are idiots," Emily told them.
"You what?" Kyle hissed, taking a step towards her, Denzel wasn't expecting this.
"One More step lad and it'll be your last. Now Denzel? Why on earth would you ask something so discriminating and vile towards a woman?" Adam asked through gritted teeth.
"I was... Just..." Adam interrupted him.
"What? You were just what? Would you say that to Mrs if she were here?" Adam asked him, having to remember he was a teacher in this situation and not a husband.
"No, Sir. Sorry, Sir." Denzel hung his head in guilt.
"You gonna stand for that, Den?" Kyle hissed at him.
"Oi, you out," Adam told him.
"You gonna make me, Sir?" Kyle smirked at him,
"Wanna test that theory?" Adam jumped in.
Kyle stared at him for a long few seconds before grabbing stuff, knowing he'd bitten more than he could chew.
"This place is a dump anyway." Kyle sneered, storming out of the classroom.
"Sorry about everyone." Adam apologizes before continuing to teach.
30 minutes, the class was over.
"Not you, Denzel," Adam tells him as he sits down.
"Sir?" Denzel asked.
"What was early about?" Adam asked, looking at him.
"Nothing Sir," Denzel replied, looking at the floor.
"That's not a friend, Denzel," Adam advised him.
"But sir." Denzel tried to protest.
"Mrs. Fleet had a miscarriage and you are not to repeat that," Adam told him.
"I'm sorry, Sir," Denzel replied as a look of sympathy passed his features.
"Where did you hear it?" Adam asked.
"Janeece and Maxine heard her on the phone and I overheard them telling our Sam and Lauren," Denzel explained.
"Ok. You can go." Adam dismissed him.
Adam sat there to gather his thoughts for a few minutes before leaving the classroom.
Adam found her as he usually did these days, with her head buried in paperwork.
"You got a minute?" He asked taking a seat.
"Not..." Rachel began to reply but Adsm cut her off.
"It's important." He told her.
Rachel nods her head.
"I've had to put Kyle Stack out of my class." He tells her.
Rachel sighs and closes her eyes.
"Denzel Kelly overhead something and Kyle lapped it up," Adam tells her, getting up to stretch his legs.
"About?" Rachel asks with a sigh.
"You," Adam replied. Looking at her.
Rachel looks at him for the first time in a long time.
"He overheard Janice, Maxine, Sam, and Lauren talking. Maxine heard you on the phone ." He explains.
"So everyone knows?" Rachel bows her head.
"1, lift your head, and 2, no one knows anything, Ree," Adam tells her.
Rachel suddenly gets out of her seat, quickly makes her way to him, and launches into a bone-crushing hug.
"I'm sorry." She told him, not exactly sure what she was apologizing for.
"It's alright, you've nothing to apologize for," Adam whispered as he held his wife for the first time in months as she buried her head in his neck.
"What were Denzel and Kyle saying?" She asked, lifting her head to look at him.
"Doesn't matter it's sorted, Kim is dealing with it." He told her.
'I'll need to know if it goes any further." She replied. Frowning.
He sighs
"What?" She asked, curiously.
"Kyle was pressuring him, you know what he's like ." Adam started.
"And?" She asked, eagerly.
"Denzel then preseeded to ask..." He stopped himself, not being able to look at her.
"Ask what?" She asked, gently moving his face to face her.
"If you..." He flexes his jaw.
"Hey, it's alright." She told him, stroking his cheek.
"I can't say it." He sighed.
Rachel walks over to her desk and lifts a pen and notepad.
"Write it down." She told him, holding it out for him.
He takes it and learns on the table beside him and quickly scribbles it down and reluctantly hands it over to her.
Rachel takes it and quickly reads what has been written.
She sucks a breath in.
"Where are they?" She askes
"Break." Came his one-worded answer.
Rachel made her way down to the playground.
"Denzel Kelly and Kyle Stack? Steph." She asked, scanning the playground.
"Over there." She pointed to the boys on the grass.
"Denzel Kelly! And Kyle Stack!" She roared across the playground, walking at neck break speed like a woman on a mission
The boys turned to look at her
"Office now!" She yelled.
"Why?" Kyle asked, rolling his eyes at her
"Kyle, do as you're told," Steph told him.
"Why not here? Don't, want everyone to know, Mrs? " He smirked.
By now a crowd a formed.
"Move." She told him.
"How you had it sucked out of you, nasty init?" He smirked.
The kids let their disgust be known
"Eww"
"That's murder, man." He exclaimed in disgust.
"Bolton!" Kim yelled at him.
"What, man? It's true," he replied.
Rachel had never felt so embarrassed or humiliated in her life, this was worse than when her secret life as a hooker was outed.
"Oi" Steph shouted.
"No, he didn't?" Lorna asked in disgust.
"He did," Tom replied, disgusted at his behavior.
"Kyle, ..." Denzel tried but Kyle cut him off.
"Shut it. Den." He told him.
Rachel's eyes stung with unshed tears.
"You what?!" Adam roared coming from behind her.
"Ouch! Hit a nerve have I?" Kyle mocked, laughing.
"Adam! No!." Rachel yelled, grabbing his arm.
"But that little..." Rachel cut him off.
"He's not worth your career." She told him.
"Adam doesn't give the little shit a slap I will," Lorna whispered.
"Lo!" Tom smirked
"What?" She asked innocently
"Get it out of you, girl." He smirked.
He storms off.
"You two office now!' Kim shouted.
Rachel just stood there, frozen on the spot, not quite believing what had just happened.
"Denzel on the left and you, on the other side. " Kim told the boys as they reached the cooler.
Denzel did as he was told while Kyle kissed his teeth.
"Truth hurts," Kyle mumbled.
"Enough! Sit down," Kim told him.
"You just can't face the fact that someone you work with is a baby killer, disgusting. " Kyle hissed.
"SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP ABOUT HER. YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT HER. " Denzel yelled at him, jumping out of his seat.
Kim stared opened mouthed, it was the most she had ever heard him speak and stand up to the likes of Kyle Stack. She was secretly proud of him.
"Kyle sit down now! " Lorna's voice ripped through the air.
Denzel sat back down in his seat.
"Spreading nasty and malicious rumors. " Lorna spoke in his direction.
"Not rumor if it's true. " Kyle smirked.
Leaning on the table,
"Your mother didn't do a very good job with you, did she?" Lorna glared.
Before she knew what was happening, she was on the floor, holding her nose
"Kyle!" Lorna, are you alright? Denzel, go to the staffroom and get whoever is available. Now. " Kim instructed.
Denzel did as he was told.
"Denzel, your not, " He cut him off
"Sir, Sir, he hit her. Kyle punched Mrs. Clarkson. " He told him, panickily.
"What?!" Tom replied, running out of the room.
"Lo? Lorna are you alright? " he asked, kneeling next to her.
"What's he done to you? " He asked, checking her over.
"My face. " She replied, blood oozing between her fingers.
Tom jumps up and grabs him and pins him to the wall
"Like hitting woman, do you?! " Tom hissed in his face.
"Tom, he's not worth your job. " Kim told him.
He lets him go and security removes him from the premises.
"Rachel? " Kim calls as she goes into her office.
Rachel looks over
"Kyle Stack has just assaulted Lorna. " Kim told her.
"What? Is she alright? " Rachel replied, standing up.
"The little... "Adam muttered.
"Tom is with her, a broken nose I think. He put some force behind it. " Kim explained.
They follow Kim out to the cooler.
"Oh god, Lorna im so sorry. " Rachel gasps when she sees her.
"That little bastard better not be allowed back here. Rachel, I swear. " Tom told her.
"He won't be, not after this. I need to know what happened?" Rachel asked him.
"Breaking my wife's nose is not enough for you? " Tom glares at her.
"Tom, it's not her fault. " Lorna comes to her defense.
"What? Like Earl Kelly wasn't her fault?" Tom snaps, not meaning it
"Mate, there's no need for that," Adam replies
"I'm sorry. "Rachel replied, leaving the room.
Adam follows and Tom gets Lorna to the hospital.
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A/N I apologize for the wait, but after a break. I'm back. I hope you've enjoyed it.