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.

rain was drizzling outside, but I didn't

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

The place looked amazing.

see everything inside, all the people and the many beautiful

around like a hawk, scanning the area for signs

saw him...or rather,

and lan were standing a few

flushed

They were kissing.

passionately, and he seemed perfectly

sight, and I wanted to look

a car wreck

was seeing everything in slow motion, every

hand was

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

"No...!" I breathed.

my voice seemed to have

away abruptly and turned his

gaze met and his eyes jolted open in

flooded

be happening

Not again.

Not him.

Not lan...

his spot, looking at Ally with a confused

at me and a small smirk played on her

was too painful

I had left in me, I turned to my heels and ran out of there

"Emma!"

out after me,

"Emma!!!"

even louder this

stopped my tracks and

pouring harder and lan was staggering

if he could barely stand on his

front of me, I looked up

on my face, it was hard to tell which was

was that?"I spoke when he didn’t say

think,"he looked lost, he couldn't even look at me in

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

"What the hell, lan?"

It’s nothing you haven't

does that even mean?"I narrowed my eyes

for an explanation, maybe even

at me? "Don’t play dumb, Emma.I

he snickered.

"What?"

for a moment before saying, "But turns

frozen in shock.He called

nothing to

stand here and be a hypocrite.I'll admit it, yeah I kissed her.I fiicking

clouded with

but the next thing I knew, my

* I had slapped him

chin a

dark eyes pierced heavily into mine like he was about to kill

had never looked at me like

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

his body and

in a smaller street,

was raining hard and there

with pleading eyes, hoping he would stop moving, but he never

the cold

eyes shut in anticipation, knowing I would feel

never landed on me, it stood still in

to see him

little and I let out a sigh

the fiick out of

said through

gonna hit

do that, but I was angry

was mad, he didn't have

My anger was justified.

him kissing another girl, he admitted to

do

"Who are you?"

choking back the

"This is not you,"

is me!"