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.

was drizzling outside, but I didn't

hand above my head as if it could cover

The place looked amazing.

were these big windows all around and you could see everything inside, all

around like a hawk, scanning the area

him...or rather, I

and lan were standing a few feet away

faces were flushed against each

They were kissing.

kissing him hungrily and passionately, and he

at the sight, and I wanted to

was like a car wreck that you

in slow motion,

was on

slowly to run across his hair.Their lips never broke

"No...!" I breathed.

seemed

turned

and his eyes jolted open

flooded with

can't be

Not again.

Not him.

Not lan...

frozen in his spot, looking at Ally with a confused look on

me and a

was too

I had left in me, I turned to my heels

"Emma!"

after me, but

"Emma!!!"

yelled even

tracks and turned

pouring harder and lan was staggering towards

he could barely stand on his

of me, I looked up at

the rain falling on my face, it was hard to tell which was

spoke when he didn’t say a

lost, he couldn't even look at me

what I think? So I didn’t see you two

"What the hell, lan?"

you

that even mean?"I narrowed

was waiting for an explanation, maybe

yelling at me? "Don’t

he snickered.

"What?"

never saw it coming.I thought you were this pure, innocent angel,"he slurred, pausing for a

frozen in shock.He called

nothing to

living in your apartment.Well, I, for one, am not gonna stand here and be

eyes were clouded with anger

I knew, my hand flew across his face

slapped him

chin a

heavily into mine like he was about to

had never looked at me like

steps back, but he moved

between his body

smaller street, almost like

was raining hard and there

hoping he would stop moving, but he

hard against the

eyes shut in anticipation, knowing

his hand never landed on me, it stood still

opened my eyes to

a little and I let out a

fiick out

through

not gonna hit

shouldn't do that, but I was angry

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

My anger was justified.

saw him kissing another girl,

did I do

"Who are you?"

said, choking

"This is not you,"

me!"