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,

cover me from the rain, I walked

The place looked amazing.

everything inside, all the people and the many beautiful

hawk, scanning the

him...or rather, I

standing a few

flushed

They were kissing.

was kissing him hungrily and passionately, and he seemed perfectly okay with

the sight, and I wanted to look away, but I

a car wreck that you couldn't turn away

seeing everything in slow

was on her

went up slowly to run across his hair.Their lips

"No...!" I breathed.

seemed to have caught

and turned

and his eyes

flooded with

be happening to

Not again.

Not him.

Not lan...

in his spot, looking at Ally with

and a small smirk played on

too painful

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

"Emma!"

calling out after

"Emma!!!"

even louder this

stopped my tracks

and lan was

he could barely

he finally stood in front of me, I

had blended with the rain falling on my face, it was hard

when he didn’t say

think,"he looked lost, he couldn't even look

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

"What the hell, lan?"

It’s nothing you haven't done!"he

that even mean?"I narrowed my

was waiting for an explanation, maybe

he was, yelling at me? "Don’t

he snickered.

"What?"

it coming.I thought you were this pure, innocent angel,"he slurred, pausing for a moment

frozen in shock.He called

nothing to say?"he

one, am not gonna stand here and be a hypocrite.I'll admit it, yeah I kissed her.I fiicking did.But so what? What are you gonna do about

eyes were clouded with

me, but the next thing I knew, my hand flew across his face and connected with his

had slapped him

chin a little, and then he

mine like he was about to

looked at me

few steps back, but he moved in on me and boxed me in

between his body and the tall wall behind

a smaller street,

was raining hard and there

at him with pleading eyes, hoping he would stop

pinned hard against the cold concrete and lan’s

scrunched my eyes shut in anticipation, knowing I would feel

his hand never landed on me,

to see

slumped down a little and I let out a

fiick

through gritted

gonna hit me?" I

probably shouldn't do that, but I was

didn’t know why he was mad, he didn't

My anger was justified.

girl, he admitted

I do

"Who are you?"

choking

"This is not you,"

is me!"