Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

Chapter 79: Friendly Fire 

EMMA’s POV : 

"What's that?"

Tristan asked as he saw me putting up a painting on my bedroom wall.

"A birthday slash housewarming gift from Ian,"I replied.

Ian spent the night last night, but he had to return to the city early this morning.

I was sore and tired from our late night sessions, I ended up sleeping until late.

That afternoon, I woke up to a USPS delivery guy ringing my doorbell and giving me this big framed thing wrapped in brown paper.

On the wrapping was also a card and it said: Dearest Emma, Since I can’t bring you to the gallery just yet, I’m bringing a small piece of the gallery to you.

Happy sweet nineteen, my love.

So grateful you came into the world because you make my world better every day.

All my heart and soul, Ian.

Ian sent me a painting of his original work, titled Paint The Town Red.

On the painting were a skyline of New York City and a silhouette of a girl standing in the middle of it all.

Everything was in black and white except for the girl and the umbrella she was carrying and it was bright red.

After hanging the painting on my bedroom wall, I stood in front of it for a couple of minutes just staring at it and wondering what it meant.

"I'm assuming this painting’s about you?"

Tristan stood next to me and tilted his head to the side, studying the painting.

"I guess so?"

"What do you think it means?"

"I'm not too sure.I've been staring at it for the past fifteen minutes.The title is Paint The Town Red, but the town is in black and white..."

I had texted Ian thank you for the gift and he asked me if I liked it or not.

I told him of course I loved it, and then he asked me if I knew what the painting meant.

I wanted to say yes, but I had been staring at it for a while now and I had no clue.

"I think I know what it means,"

Tristan said suddenly.

"What?"I turned to him quickly.

"The only thing that’s red is the girl with the umbrella.That’s the town, not the actual building,"

 "What?"

"The town...the place...or maybe his home is her, not the city itself,"

"Wow..."

I paused for a moment as the realization hit me.

What Tristan said was true.

I was calling me his world, this is what the painting meant.

"Damn, Tristan, that’s some observation skills you got there,"I went to grab my phone and texted Ian right away.

I wrote to him: "Am I red? Am I your world?"

Seconds later, he texted back: "Bingo.I knew you'd get it, you're such a smarty-pants,"I was smiling to myself as I read his text.

Even though I wasn’t the one who figured it out, I shamelessly took the compliment.

"So, your boyfriend painted this? He’s a great artist,"Tristan said again, he was still admiring the painting.

"Yeah, he is,"I nodded.

"I'm assuming last night went pretty well?"Tristan said with a sly smirk.

you can

walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as he

last night and Tristan was sleeping in the room next

god...don’t

it.I lived next to my sister my entire life.It's the same thing,"he laughed

am so sorry you had

my hand went to cover my mouth, "I didn’t think

long.What was

god!"I slapped myself on

gloat," Tristan laughed again

buy you lunch, will you erase last night

it lunch and dinner and you got yourself a

"Fine!" I breathed.

a word of this ever again, especially not

innocently and

have roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the

Ian and I made up, everything was right again

had a lot of work to do, but he always made sure to make some time for me

I was starting

would have to declare a major by the end of this academic

and Tristan pushed me to attend

of the Korean Society on campus and

would give Aa SA im het me an idea of what I would

the cooking club, and I got two

various cuisines, but I

Sophie loved

wasn’t my passion so I stopped attending the club after a

I joined some cultural clubs and it gave me a lot of insight on diversity and the different cultures of the

little bit of Japanese and got into K- Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old

cheese and wine, so fancy! I also

was pretty active back in high school, I was on the swim team and

the varsity teams at UPenn, and I didn't wanna commit

the sports team for me

I visited the school newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted

a writer or a journalist like him, but I did

so

but I came to enjoy

learned that a good ad should not only be visually appealing, but also catchy and has a strong

my afternoon classes, a little bit of social life, and a decent amount of sleeping hours, my schedule was

Ian and I would make time during the weekend to go

but we'd meet once

at least

alternate on who

my turn to go visit him

for each

quantity of the time, but

if it was only for a day, we would drop everything and our focus

Saturday morning and I was getting ready

train to the city

October, so the air outside was a

and my black leggings and I completed the look with my

just about to leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from

you! She

"You don’t know the whole story.Just butt

Tristan clapped back.

You're my brother and I'll kill anyone who takes advantage of you.You're

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

was open, so it wasn’t hard for me to take a peek

on his bed while Sophie was standing in front

tension in the air was thick and

of your business,

your business is

here?" I said cautiously with my head

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

as she turned to me, "You can

it?"

for me to come in and I followed

of Tristan, and he just

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255