Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

IAN’s POV :

When I saw that she had left, I was hit with the realization that I was a scum that never deserved her in the first place.

I knew she was better off without me, so I tucked my tail between my legs like goddamn bitch and and let her be.

Still, no matter how hard I try, I could never get her off my mind.

No matter how busy I was, how much money I was making, or how well the gallery was doing, all the successes in the world couldn't satisfy me.

"What you need is to get laid,"

Ally had been saying that since day one.

Sure, I’ve thought about getting laid before.

The gallery was a hotspot for art lovers, celebrities, and models.

There were plenty of times where I could’ve got myself an easy lay.

But every time I looked at a girl, all I could see was her glimmering eyes.

I'd look at a girl's lips and think, that’s not her lips.

I'd hear a girl’s laugh and I think, that’s not her laugh.

And all I wanted was her.

No one else but her.

Pathetic, I know.

She was the one for me, but I let her go.

When I saw that her plane had left, I thought to myself, maybe it was a sign.

People said that love is a feeling you feel or love is an action you take, but to me love is timing.

You could have all the feeling in the world and take all the actions you could take, but if the timing was off, it wouldn't happen.

The right person at the wrong time would still be the wrong person.

I guess what I meant to say was this: I was wrong for her.

She was right for me, she was perfect for me, but I wasn’t that guy for her.

That punk Tristan, no matter how much I hate the guy, was right.

I had hurt her so bad, she left an entire country to get away from me.

I was done forcing myself back into her life.

I've done that before, she gave me plenty of second chances, and all I did was ruin it.

I broke her heart so many times already, she didn’t deserve that shit.

So, I made a resolution that I wasn't gonna try and get her back.

If someday she'd come back and we meet again and the timing was right, maybe we were meant to be.

But if she went out there and found something better than what I could give her, then by all means.

"Is that your third glass already?"

I looked up from my glass of scotch and saw Ally standing at the doorway.

We just closed the gallery for the night and I decided to reward myself with a little scotch in the back office.

"Fourth.But I'm done now,"

I said as I put the bottle back in the bottom drawer.

Ally and I made a deal that I shouldn't be drinking too much.

Three glasses were my limit.

But today was a hard day, so I gave myself an extra push.

"Hey, lan, are you okay?" she tilted her head to the side and watched me intently.

She always knew when something wasn’t right.I couldn't get anything past her.

"It’s just one of those days,"I shrugged.

"You've been having a lot of that lately,"she commented.

That was a true observation.

Not sure why, but I’ve been dreaming a lot about Emma these days.

Thoughts of her kept me up all night.

Some nights I would wake up searching for her on my bed, but all I caught was empty air.

Guess I've just been missing her a lot more lately.

Ally walked over and reached for the top drawer.

She pulled out a clear tube with blue colored pills on the inside.

she said, "Do you want some of this? It'll help you get a good night

was probably

been seeing a psychiatrist and he prescribed her some meds that

pills as I thought about her

what, give me that,"I said

lightly, it's kinda strong,"she warned, but she

had already popped two or maybe three of

with the remaining shot of whiskey in my

done, I looked up at Ally and her

She was right.

That shit was strong.

thing I knew, I had

up to hot

heavy, my eyes were seeing

I was completely delirious.

a while to make sense of

naked

bed, someone else’s

was in a bedroom and it was dimly lit,

my knee, and I couldn't see who she was because she was leaning down and her long brown hair was covering

hand gripping my hard length and a

girl and wiped a strand of

at me and I recognized those eyes

care of you,"she said.Not waiting for me to respond, her mouth was back on my

to the base, leaving hot, wet trails of

a moment there,

on her mouth and I was caught

I was seeing Emma.

Emma's lips on

Those were Emma's hands.

Emma’s eyes looking back

happy to see her,

taking me deeper and

I

cum into her mouth and she

felt this way in a long time, it was pure

she looked up at me and

It wasn’t my Emma.

"Fuck, no!"

off of me

the edge of the bed with nothing but her bra and

is

as my hand went to

images from earlier tonight flooded

out

remembered Ally hailing a cab

and then she climbed on

her dress, she took off my shoes, then my belt, and everything

struggling with those images when I felt Ally’s hand on me

my length back to life and her other hand unclasped her bra, revealing her

it!"I pushed

"Why?"she whined.

enjoying it five

who I want!"I

floor, I used all my strength to

slid my boxers

sitting there with

almost a year, lan, don’t you think it’s time for

was laced with jealousy and

get over Richard?"I said as I

always known

"What do you mean?"

slowly curved up her face and she started moving towards me, saying, "Deep down inside,

"Ally..."I warned.

her hand as she was about to reach

ended our engagement.Since we started working together, I never had time for him anymore.I stopped giving him attention, and he figured it out.He

until

went

by her

contact, but I was only doing that

as soon as

in

you all this time?"she asked

think, lan? Why am I here with you in this

done with the corporate world.You wanted to be an entrepreneur

"You bought that?"she scoffed.

left everything in Jersey for you.I left Richard, I left my work, I left

never asked

but I wanna do it because I wanna be

I didn’t expect that at

thought of Ally was one of my

me, I'd trust her with my

was the same thing for

her hand reached for my face, saying, "I meant what I said that night at the soft launch...I love you, lan.Not just as friends...Isn't

were pleading

breath

went to grip her hand that was on my face, and slowly I

"No, I can’t.I'm sorry,"