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

could cover

The place looked amazing.

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

like a hawk, scanning the area for

I saw him...or rather, I saw

standing a

were flushed

They were kissing.

and passionately, and

and I wanted to look away, but

car wreck that

seeing everything in slow motion, every little

hand was

up slowly to run across his hair.Their lips never broke apart...and

"No...!" I breathed.

seemed to have

pulled away abruptly and turned his head

his

was flooded

can't be happening

Not again.

Not him.

Not lan...

frozen in his spot, looking at Ally with

stared at me and a small smirk played on her

too painful to

in me, I turned to my heels

"Emma!"

him calling out after me,

"Emma!!!"

yelled even louder this

tracks and turned

rain was pouring harder and lan

as if he could barely stand on his

front of me, I looked up

tears had blended with 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

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

"What the hell, lan?"

you

does that even mean?"I narrowed my

was waiting for an explanation,

at me? "Don’t play

he snickered.

"What?"

you were this pure, innocent angel,"he slurred, pausing for a moment before saying, "But turns out, you're

was frozen in shock.He called

nothing to

your apartment.Well, I, for 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

clouded with

thing I knew, my hand flew

slapped him across

rubbing his chin a little, and then he looked

mine like he

had never looked at

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

trapped between his body and the

were in a smaller

and there was no one

pleading eyes, hoping

the cold concrete

scrunched my eyes shut in anticipation, knowing I would feel the pain

landed on me, it

my eyes to see him stepping

a little and I let out

fiick

said through gritted

not gonna hit

shouldn't do that, but I was

know why he was mad, he didn't have a

My anger was justified.

girl, he admitted to kissing another

I do to deserve this?

"Who are you?"

choking back the

"This is not you,"

me!" he