Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

EMMA’s POV : 

lan hadn't texted or called for days.It had been days.

Almost a week since that email and phone call debacle.I knew I asked for space, but I didn’t know it was gonna be like this.I tried texting him once, but it wasn’t even delivered.I tried calling, but it never went through.

It was like he turned his phone off purposefully.Or maybe he blocked me? That couldn't be true.We were in a fight, sure, but he wouldn't do that to me.Something was definitely not right.

Today was lan’s gallery's soft launch and even though I wasn’t coming to it, I thought at least he’d call and tell me about it.

This was the longest Ian and I had gone without communication.

And though I was the one who asked for it, I hated every second of it.

I did, however, end up applying for the Paris program and I would hear the result within a week.

There was a small interview that I did for it yesterday, and my interviewer was positive that I would be a good fit for the program.That was a good sign.

I was happy, but I wasn’t too happy due to the circumstances.

I wanted to tell lan about it, but I couldn't.

This whole taking time apart thing was a stupid idea.

With every day that passed, I felt my heart sink lower and lower.

I wanted to talk to him, even just to hear him yell at me, I would take it.

But now I couldn't even reach him.

What was he doing? Was he still mad at me? Or was this his way of teaching me a lesson? Enough was enough.

After a week of this torture, I couldn't take it anymore.

It was a Saturday night and although I should be studying for my finals, I ended up pulling my coat and boots out of my closet, ready to go.

"Hey, you going somewhere?"

Tristan asked when he saw me running across the living room haphazardly.

"Yeah.New York City,"

I said simply and I didn’t stop moving.

I was putting my boots on and my coat on at the same.

"Right now?"

"Enough is enough, I can’t study and I can't concentrate.I can’t live like this, I have to talk to him," I stated.

Tristan was about to say something, but I didn’t wait.

I grabbed my purse from the kitchen counter and headed straight out the door.

I was running as fast as I could.

As soon as I stepped out of the apartment, I saw a taxicab and waved at it energetically.

Taking the cab to the station, I told the driver to step on it.

I wanted to make the next train out, which was in fifteen minutes.

The sooner I could see him, the sooner we could make up and put this stupid thing behind us.I felt so dumb for what I did.I should have been more open and communicative.I shouldn't have kept him in the dark.

 "No matter what happens, we'll work it out,"

I remembered he promised me once.

"No matter what happens, we'll work it out,"

I said to myself as if it was a mantra.

The taxi driver probably thought I was crazy, but I didn't care.

I wanted to make sure I remember those words.

That would be the first thing I tell him when I see him tonight.

After getting off the Grand Central station, I took another cab towards lan’s gallery.

It was 9.30 PM and his soft launch started an hour ago.

He was probably still there.

When the cab pulled up in front of the gallery, my heart was racing so fast, I felt like it was gonna burst right out of my chest.

I paid the driver and stepped outside quickly.

outside,

hand above my head as if it could cover me from the rain, I walked closer to the

The place looked amazing.

around and you could see everything inside, all the people and

darted around like a hawk, scanning

him...or rather,

a

faces were flushed

They were kissing.

and passionately, and he seemed perfectly okay with

I wanted to look away, but I

car wreck that

everything in slow motion, every

was on her

and they went up slowly to run across his hair.Their lips

"No...!" I breathed.

sound of my voice seemed to have

and turned his head

met and his eyes jolted open in

was flooded with

be happening to

Not again.

Not him.

Not lan...

his spot, looking at Ally with a confused look

and a small smirk

too painful to

turned to my heels

"Emma!"

him calling out after

"Emma!!!"

even louder this

tracks and turned

rain was pouring harder and lan was

as if he could barely stand on his own,

stood in front of me, I looked

the rain falling on my face, it

spoke when he didn’t say

not...what you think,"he looked lost, he couldn't even look at

what I think? So I didn’t see you two kiss?"I scoffed and

"What the hell, lan?"

It’s nothing you haven't

does that even mean?"I

an explanation, maybe even an

was, yelling at me? "Don’t play dumb, Emma.I know what

he snickered.

"What?"

never saw it coming.I thought you were this pure, innocent angel,"he slurred, pausing for a moment before saying, "But turns out, you're just like everybody else.You're a

frozen in shock.He called

got nothing to

I, for one, am not gonna stand here and be a hypocrite.I'll admit it, yeah I kissed her.I fiicking did.But so

eyes were clouded with anger

I

slapped him across the

second, rubbing his chin a little, and

eyes pierced heavily into mine like he was about

had never looked at me like this

I took a few steps back, but he moved in on

trapped between his body and

were in a smaller street, almost

hard and there was no one

hoping he

was pinned hard against the

shut in anticipation, knowing

his hand never landed on me,

my eyes to

slumped down a little and

fiick out

through gritted

not gonna hit

probably shouldn't do that, but

know why he was mad, he didn't have a reason to bet his

My anger was justified.

another girl, he admitted to

did I do

"Who are you?"

said, choking back

"This is not you,"

me!"