unbroken (unexpected series)

Chapter 6

A/N: NOT EDITED.

This chapter brought to you because of these songs:

Kings of Leon – The Runner

Kings of Leon – The End

Kings of Leon – Pickup Truck

Kings of Leon – Ragoo

Florence and the Machines – Shake it Out

Mumford & Sons – Holland Road

The Kite String Tangle – Arcadia

Kanye West – Streetlights

Linkin Park – Papercut

Lucy Rose – Be Alright

Birdy – Words as Weapons

So yeah.. check those out... anyways, Enjoy.

Chapter 6 – Pat Lawson (November 24th 2014)

'Mr. Lawson, this is The Hill School calling about your son Benjamin...'

After ending the call I went straight to the closest grabbing my shoes and jacket, "Pat where are you going? What's wrong? Is it Oakley?" Sarah came out from the back with her parents concern in her voice as well as her features. I just shook my head, "It's Ben, his school called asked me to come in-"

"Of course – that surly girl is-"

"Mrs. Moor just remember that surly girl is my daughter and you're standing in my house," I warned her but somewhere deep inside I heard the voice telling me just how late my chastisement was in terms for my daughter.

"Well I'll be-"

"Leaving if you continue-"

"Pat!" Sarah cut me off, "It's a hard time but we can't take out our stress on my mo-"

"I'm not blaming you, I have more fault here but you aren't in any position to be telling me who to speak of. You called my daughters mother a whore, and whatever else and she heard you Sarah. She heard you both, I did the most damage and she tried to kill herself, I think you're mother has said enough on a subject that has shit to do with her and she should be reminded of that if she forgets."

Leaving was easy as I just slipped out of the door wondering what Ben could have possibly done that would warrant a meeting with his teacher and principal.

Driving tensely when I finally arrived at The Hill School, I'm not sure what to expect – no that's not true. I expect that Ben has gotten into some kind of fight with someone, his anger over the situation released on some poor student.

I was wrong.

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"Well? Is someone going to tell me what's going on here?" I ask when I'm guided to the principals, seated and Ben has his head hung not looking up at my entrance.

"Mr. Lawson," the principal says, Ben to my left, his teacher standing next to the principal's desk, "you were called in today because of an assignment that ben was given."

"I assigned a short paper, on who their hero was, the person they looked up too and Ben handed in the outline – he had chosen your daughter, Oakley – but when we were made aware of the situation going on at home I returned his outline giving him more time to change who he would be writing about. We felt it wasn't appropriate considering your complication, his choice; it would be unhealthy to the other students..." Ben's teacher recalls for me, I keep my eyes neutral but I'm anything but...