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.

can say

pretty damn thin,"he said as he knocked on the wall

so loud last

god...don’t

next to my sister

I am so sorry you

to cover my mouth, "I didn’t

long.What was

slapped myself on the face out of sheer

at least you're still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made his

you erase last night

and you got yourself a deal,"he was

"Fine!" I breathed.

not a word of this ever

grinned innocently and kept

have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a care in the world.I need to maintain some type of dignity

and I made

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

I was starting to get busy

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

Tristan pushed me to attend some

on campus and Tristan was working in the school

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

the cooking club, and I got two

I got to learn cooking various cuisines, but I was also able to bring home free food

and Sophie

wasn’t my passion so I stopped attending the

gave me a lot of insight on diversity and the different

Pop for

cheese and wine, so fancy! I

was pretty active back in high school, I was

teams at UPenn,

for me was

visited the school newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted that I go

writer or a journalist like him, but I did enjoy print media because I loved

said that I had a good eye for visual arts, so he put me in charge of the advertisement section in the

at first, but I

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

of social life,

during the weekend to go

week, but we'd meet

at least once

alternate on who goes

to go visit him in

great at making time for each other.We've learned a lot from

of the

day, we would drop everything

Saturday morning and I was getting ready

on taking the 11 AM train to the city and grab lunch with Ian by the Grand Central

late October, so the air outside

cute white sweater and my black leggings and I

leave the apartment, when

She was just

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

Tristan clapped back.

anyone

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

bedroom door was open, so it wasn’t hard for me

Sophie was standing in front of him with her

in the air was thick and

none of your business, Soph!" Tristan

brother so your business is

what’s going on here?" I said cautiously with my head peeking

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

as she turned to me, "You can settle this for us once and for

it?"

to come in and

of Tristan, and he just rolled his head

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