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.

front of me, she said, "Do you want some of this? It'll

was probably

psychiatrist and he prescribed her some meds that would help her with sleeping and

were glued to the pills as I thought about

what, give me that,"I said as I reached for the

warned, but she was too

already popped two or maybe three of

with the remaining shot of whiskey in my

looked up at Ally and her face began

She was right.

That shit was strong.

knew, I had blacked

up

head was heavy, my eyes were seeing

I was completely delirious.

a while to

was lying naked on a

my bed, someone else’s

was dimly lit,

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

gripping my hard length and a warm, wet mouth was sucking on

hand reached for this girl and wiped a strand

at me and

waiting for me to respond, her mouth was back on my length

from the tip down to the base, leaving hot, wet trails

a moment there,

her mouth and I was caught in a

I was seeing Emma.

was Emma's lips on my

Those were Emma's hands.

Emma’s eyes

happy to see her,

her head up and down my length, taking me deeper and deeper as her hand continued

seconds, I

cum into her mouth and

felt this way in a long time, it was

she looked up

It wasn’t my Emma.

"Fuck, no!"

off of me

the edge of the bed with nothing but her bra and panties

is

hand

spinning as images from earlier tonight

remembered blacking out in the

Ally hailing a cab and

down on her bed and then she

my shoes, then my belt, and everything else until

struggling with those images when I

started stroking my length back to life and her other hand unclasped her bra, revealing her full set of

stop it!"I pushed her away

"Why?"she whined.

seemed to be enjoying it

I want!"I hissed through

I used all my strength to roll to

in silence as I slid my boxers and pants back

there with

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

laced

get over Richard?"I

long.I guess I've always known

"What do you mean?"

and she started moving towards me, saying, "Deep down inside, I've always known you're

"Ally..."I warned.

her hand as she was about

you’re the reason why Richard and I 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 knew I was still in love

forward until her lips were inches away from

went

by her chest, right on

but I was only doing that to

in exasperation and got up as soon as I could find

what, in high

love with you all this

with you in this city doing

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

"You bought that?"she scoffed.

Jersey for you.I left Richard, I left

I never

wanna do it

I didn’t expect that at

of Ally was one of

was like family to me, I'd trust her

thought I was the same thing

and her hand reached for my face, saying, "I meant what I said that night at the soft

eyes were pleading

a deep breath and exhaled a

that was on my face, and slowly I peeled it

"No, I can’t.I'm sorry,"