yandere teacher part five
You awoke too a gentle hand softly petting your hair. You could feel the first sunrays gently warming your face, and when you opened your eyes too look out of the window, the sky was a beautifull mixture of bright orange and fiery red.
Looking over too the man who woke you, you saw that your new Papa was smiling down at you.
Happily, you mimicked him, letting your happiness reflect outward in a bright smile stretching for ear to ear.
In reply, the man ruffled your hair a bit. Then, he gave you a Granola bar with chocolate drizzled on top.
Almost as soon as your eyes registered what he was handing to you, your stomach started too hurt slightly. As if the sight of food had suddenly reminded it, that you haven't eaten in a while.
You eagerly dig in, watching the scenery go by while you munch on your food.
But not all is well. Your butt hurts. You don't know how long you slept, but your thighs are sore, and you start shifting around in your seat.
The man stops your swaying with a firm hand on your shoulder, then he leans down and, in a soothing voice, he whispers " where almost there. Can you just sit still for a little longer? We don't want any attention remember."
You somehow manage too doze of again, falling asleep despite the pain, and when you wake up the next time, it's too your Papa exitedly tapping your arm.
He's got a huge smile on his lips, and when you follow his gaze, you quickly see why.
Your firts views of Hamburg are stunning. You can see a bustling harbour bursting with colours, big modern buildings with facades made of dark blue glass that's shimmering in the sunlight, and pretty, old buildings made if orange bricks that contrast the blue sky wonderfully.
The moment is over much too soon though, and after just a couple of glimpses, the train arrives at the station and your view is gone again.
Still your excitement is palpable and you quickly go too look over at him, wanting too share your happiness. He's already looking at you and your both grinning like idiots.
It takes everything in you not too sprint out of the train. But you know you must stay clam and unremarkable at all times, so as too not draw any attention, and so, patiently, you wait.
The two of you have now luggage, safe for the small backpack that papa is carrying with him, and it feels strangely free too travel like this.
The two of you quickly walk out of the train station hand in hand. You're slithering your way through the crowd of people like one of the snakes from the garden making it's way through a tall patch of grass, and you cnat help but be amazed.
You've never experienced anything like this before, and all the colours, sights, and sounds seem like a wonderful whirlwind to you.
Omce out of the station, you two walk at a more moderate pace again, matching the people around you. You walk past a bakery, a jewelry store, a dance studio and a restaurant. Despite the slower pace, you still feel like you don't have enough time too take it all in, but you stay good, and let him drag you by your hand away from one sight after the other. That is until you suddenly pass by a man playing the guitar.You don't even notice that you've stopped, until you feel a light pull on your hand.
Looking up at the man whose holding it, he seems slightly torn for a second, before finnaly smiling a bit and walking over too the musician with you.
There's a small crowd already standing around the guitarist, and your able too join it without notice.
Your new father let's you go in front of him, standing right behind you with his hands on your shoulder, and so you have a great view.
Listening to the music, you can't help but sway a bit, gently rolling your weight from one foot too the other. Suddenly, you feel papa behind you. He's copying you, swaying from side too side with the rythm you've set.
Once the man finishes his song however, it's time to go again.
You two walk down the bright main street for a couple minutes longer, then, suddenly, you two take a sharp turn into one of the side streets.
As you guys continue, you make your way down increasingly dingier looking streets. Until, eventually, you stop in front of a run down looking building.
The facade is dirty and there's shady looking people leaning against it. To be honest, your scared.
Papa pulls you in closer and puts a protective arm around you. Then, you two go in.
If you thought the outside was bad, then the inside is just awful. Theres a strange smell hanging in the air, and even more of those scary people.
You look up at Papa for reassurance, but his face is serious as he approaches a man sitting at a desk in the corner.
He hhanded the stranger a piece of paper, wich he proceeded to study for a moment.
Then he got up from his seat and motioned for the two of you to follow him, before leading you into the back of the building and into another room.
This room had a backdrop and camera like the ones at picture day at school, a large closet, a vanity like the one in your mothers room, and a large desk with a computer and a strange black box on it.
There was a woman sitting at said desk, and upon your arrival she looked up at the three of you.
In a slightly annoyed tone she spoke " her first then you. What names do you want on the documents?" in a sure voice papa replied with "micheal". Then, he looked at you and whispered "have you decided yet, or do you want me to choose for you?" you shook your head.
The train ride had given you time too think, and you had finnaly come to a conclusion on which name you wanted to choose "tamara" you said confidently.
The woman just nodded, then she went over to the vanity and motioned for you to sit at the chair.
You did as you were told, and the woman immediately got to work, brushing your hair and applying concealer to the dark spots under your eye.
Papa didn't need as much work as you did, he just needed a bit of concealer, then he was good to go.
Next, the woman went over to the closet, and pulled out a nice dress men's dress shirt, and s pretty blouse with little flowers on it. She handed the blouse to you and the shirt to papa, who imidiatly put it on and motioned for you to do the same.
Then, it was picture time. You were first, posing obediently for the woman as she told you to take a couple serious and a couple smiling pictures.
After you were done, it was his turn. You waited patiently, able to sense that the woman was already in a bit of a bad mood.
To your surprise, she went back to the closet after she was done and pulled out a nice dress in your size as well as a weird cone thing.
She put the cone down on a desk, and then handed the dress to your father and said "help her put this on, while I look through the pictures.
The dress was nice, but to cold for the room you were in and a little to big on you.
The woman took longer to finish her task than you two did, and you started looking around the room a bit more to pass the time. Your eyes quickly landed on the strange cone again, and you curiously whispered to papa "what is that?" unable to contain your confusion.
The squatted to your level and whsiperd in you ear "that's a school cone. In Germany children are gifted one on their first day of school. We're going to take some pretend pictures today as part of our disguise". After he said that, he lokked at you with a little grin and put his finger over his mouth.
The woman finnaly finished her task, and when she came back she started roughly readjusting the dress.
She used pins at the back of the dress, to secure the excess fabric and roughly straitened it all out so it would lay neatly.
Then she grabbed a pair of nice jeans and a nice jacket from the closet, handing both to papa who quickly started putting it all on.
Then the school cone was put in your hand and you were beckoned to the backdrop once more.
You had another photo shoot, one with and one without papa.
Then you had to take the dress back of and put on your old clothes again. It felt strange to change in front of a stranger like that, and the shady building still scared you, but you didn't dare disobey, too afraid of what might happen if the plan goes wrong. The fear of the police was constantly looming over you, making your heart beat faster every time you thought about it.
While you were grabbing your stuff again and getting dressed, the woman went back to her computer. She typed for a second, then the back box on the desk starts blinking and beeping. After a couple of minutes it starts ejecting images, and you realise it's a printer.
The woman works in silence for a while, grabbing different sheets, cards, and little booklets from various desk drawers and printing things again and again.
By the time she's done, you've both gotten dressed again and even rubbed the makeup of. She hands papa two huge binders, and you wonder how they're going to fit into his backpack, but luckily the woman also hands him one of those cheap grocery bags when she sees his struggle.
You are so glad to finnaly be leaving that building, clinging to his arms as you walk through the sinister place.
To your dismay however, your business there seems to not be finished yet, as papa approaches the man at the desk in the first room once more .
It turns out to only be a brief and entirely wordless encounter though. The man merely hands him two small keys, and you two are finnaly ready to leave.
Even after you've left, it's like you can almost feel the sinister aura of that place behind you. You feel like a deer with its back to the Wolf.
With every step you take away from it, you start too feel lighter and lighter, u till, eventually, you guys come to a stop once more.
You have reached a tram station. When you look around you, you find that you are sorounded by the bright colours and vibrant atmosphere of the mainstreet once more.
Papa grabs your attention with a small squeeze of your hand. "you see that train right there?" with a long arm, he points at a train in the distance. Its a little hard to spot, but it's bright headlights give it away. At your nod, he continues "that one's ours. Once we're on, only three more stations, and we'll be home." he said in a gentle tone.
You cant help but smile, a strange sense of relief and excitement washing over you at his words. Papa smiles back and you feel yourself settle. Everything was going to be okay. You had basically made it.
The train ride passes by you in a blur, and before you now it, your standing hand in hand with papa in front of an old building.
It's one of the orange brick houses that you noticed upon your first look at the city. It's a little run down, but the street it's on seems nice, with trees and benches lining it and even a park a little further down. There's people all around you, passing by without so much as a glance, unaware of the big moment that's happening as papa finnaly unlocks the door and you two step into the stairway of your new home.
After the door falls shut, blocking out the sounds of the busy city, you almost feel the last of your tension and fear fall of your shoulders. Like shrugging of a big winter coat after entering a cozy warm house.
You have to walk all the way up to the very top of the building, where papa walks up to a brown door and unlocks it with the other key the man gave him. Then he holds open the door for you, stepping in after you and closing the door behind him.
The first room you enter, has a table a kitchen and a small red sofa in it. There's four doors total if you count the front door. The old wood floors creak under your feet with every hesitant step further into the room, and the roof is slanted downward, making the windows is the apartment look up moreso than straight ahead.
You camt help but look back at Papa slightly unsure.
At your troubled expression, he's quick to lighten the mood. With a smile he says "it's not much now. But just wait till we finish it baby." then he dramatically points at one of the walls in the room "where going to put a bookshelf right here. With all of your favourite books in it." the to a spot right by the small sofa "an armchair right here" to the spot right by the front door "a coat hanger and a shoe rack". You can't help but be swept up by his enthusiasm, giggling loudly as you follow his hand around the room.
At your laughing, he dramatically sweeps you up into his arms and smiles "and that's just the first room! We have three more!"
With that he ceremoniously opens the first door, revealing a small room with a bed, a dresser and a small desk in it. "this will be your room." then he adjusts you in his arms a bit do he can theatrically point again "I was thinking we make the walls your favourite colour. And we write tamara on the door. Maybe a big fluffy rug and a horde of stuffed animals." then he turns to you and smiles "what does Queen Coco have to say about that plan?" youre still smiling widely and eagerly giggle "yes" in reply.
Back through the first room again, you guys enter the other bedroom. It's a bit bigger, but also only furnished with the essentials. "this will be my bedroom. I'm gonna put anither bookcase right there. I'm gonna get a big rug as well and anither armchair for reading."
The last room you two looked at, was the bathroom. "a bathmat there. Our towels go here, and our bathrobes, go there."
You can't help but feel confident about the future. Even if you weren't sure what tomorrow might hold, with papa at your side, everything will be okay.
sorry for not uploading in so long. I was on vacation. I hope you all ahd a lovely Easter! :)
