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, but

my head as if it could cover me from the rain,

The place looked amazing.

inside, all the

hawk, scanning the area for signs

then I saw him...or rather,

a few feet away

faces were flushed against each

They were kissing.

hungrily and passionately,

sight, and I wanted to look away,

like a car wreck that

in slow motion,

was

went up slowly to run across his hair.Their

"No...!" I breathed.

of my voice seemed to have caught

and turned his head straight

his

was flooded with

be happening

Not again.

Not him.

Not lan...

frozen in his spot, looking at Ally

a small smirk

was too painful to

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

"Emma!"

after me, but I

"Emma!!!"

even louder

my tracks and turned

harder and lan was

could barely stand on his

finally stood in front of me, I looked up at him,

falling on my face, it was hard to tell which

when he

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

I think? So I didn’t see you two kiss?"I scoffed and pushed him by his

"What the hell, lan?"

you haven't

even mean?"I narrowed my eyes

for an explanation,

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

he snickered.

"What?"

innocent angel,"he slurred, pausing for a moment before saying, "But turns

in shock.He called me a

got nothing to

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

were clouded with anger and

what came over me, but the next thing I knew, my hand flew across

I had slapped him across the

away for a second, rubbing his chin a

pierced heavily into mine like he was about

had never looked at me

scared and I took a few steps back, but

between his body

were in a smaller street, almost like

there

up at him with pleading eyes, hoping

was pinned hard against the

eyes shut in anticipation, knowing I

never landed on me, it stood

opened my eyes to see him stepping

a little and I let out a sigh of

the fiick

through

gonna hit me?"

probably shouldn't do that,

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

My anger was justified.

him kissing another girl, he admitted to

did I do to

"Who are you?"

said, choking back

"This is not you,"

me!" he