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

to ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as he

loud last

god...don’t

my sister my entire life.It's the same thing,"he

so sorry

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

All night long.What was it, like, five sessions?"he

my god!"I slapped myself on

would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made his

buy you lunch, will you

lunch and dinner and you got yourself a deal,"he was totally

"Fine!" I breathed.

ever again, especially not in front of

captain,"he grinned innocently and

to remember I have roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a care in the

my birthday fiasco and Ian and I made up, everything was right again in

of work to do, but he always made sure to make some time for me despite

school started however, I was starting to

a sophomore, I would have to declare a major

Tristan pushed me to attend some of the student clubs at

was an active member of the Korean Society on campus and Tristan was working in the school

idea.Joining all these clubs would give Aa SA im het me an idea of

and I got two words for

cooking various cuisines, but

Sophie loved

I stopped attending the

a lot of insight on diversity and the different cultures

a little bit of Japanese and got into K- Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old movie nights at the French

so

active back in high school, I

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

joining the sports team for me was mostly for exercising

times because Tristan insisted that I

a journalist like him, but

good eye for visual arts, so he put me in

it at first, but I came

not only be visually appealing, but

my afternoon classes, a little bit of social life, and

during the weekend to go see each

week, but we'd

least

on

to go visit him in

time for each other.We've learned

quantity of the time,

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

was Saturday morning and I

AM train to the city

late October, so the air outside was a little

sweater and my black leggings and I completed the look

to leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from

She

was loud and year "You don’t know the whole story.Just

Tristan clapped back.

brother and I'll kill anyone who takes advantage of

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

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

Sophie was standing in front of him with her hands

air was thick and

none of your business,

so your business is

I said cautiously with my

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

said as she turned to me, "You can settle this for

is it?"

to come

Tristan, and

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