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

cover me from the rain, I

The place looked amazing.

all around and you could see everything inside,

eyes darted around like a hawk, scanning the

I saw him...or rather, I saw

a few feet away from

faces were flushed against

They were kissing.

kissing him hungrily and passionately, and he seemed perfectly okay

widened at the sight, and I wanted to look away,

wreck that you couldn't turn

was seeing everything in slow

was on

they went up slowly to run across his hair.Their lips never broke

"No...!" I breathed.

my voice seemed to have caught lan’s

abruptly and turned

his eyes jolted

flooded

can't be happening

Not again.

Not him.

Not lan...

 Ian was frozen in his spot, looking at Ally with

a

was too

to my heels and ran out of there as fast as I

"Emma!"

calling out after me, but

"Emma!!!"

yelled even louder

tracks and turned

rain was pouring harder and lan was

he could barely stand on his own,

I looked up

my face, it was

when he

lost, he couldn't even look at

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

"What the hell, lan?"

you haven't done!"he spat

mean?"I narrowed

an explanation, maybe even an

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

he snickered.

"What?"

slurred, pausing for a

shock.He called

nothing

stand here and be a hypocrite.I'll admit it, yeah I kissed her.I fiicking did.But so what? What

were clouded

didn’t know what came over me, but the next thing I knew, my hand flew across his face and

I had slapped him across

chin a little, and then he looked back at

eyes pierced heavily into mine like he

had never looked at me like

suddenly got scared and I took a few steps back, but he

trapped between his body and the tall

in a smaller street, almost

and there was no one else

eyes, hoping

against the cold concrete and lan’s hand

eyes shut in anticipation, knowing I would feel the pain

landed on me,

opened my eyes to see him stepping

a little and

the fiick out

through

gonna hit me?"

that, but I was

he was mad, he didn't have

My anger was justified.

him kissing another girl, he

did I do to deserve this?

"Who are you?"

said, choking back the

"This is not you,"

is me!"