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

don’t have to ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as he

so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in the room

my god...don’t

it.I lived next to my sister my entire life.It's

so sorry you had to

cover

long.What was

god!"I slapped myself on

still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made his way to the

you lunch, will you erase last night from your

and dinner and you got yourself

"Fine!" I breathed.

not a word of this ever again, especially not in front

innocently and kept

sheez.I need to remember I have roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around

I made

he always

school started however, I was starting to get

have to declare a major by the

help me pick my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend some of

on campus and Tristan

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

cooking club, and I got two words for

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

and Sophie loved

so I stopped attending the club

joined some cultural clubs and it gave me a lot of insight on

Japanese and got into K- Pop for a bit.I also

so fancy! I also joined a

back in high school, I was on the swim team

varsity teams at UPenn, and

sports team for me was

few times because Tristan insisted that I go check it

wasn't much of a writer or a journalist like him, but I did

so he put me in charge of the

didn't wanna admit it at first, but I came to enjoy working for the advertising

not only be visually appealing, but also catchy

of social life, and a decent amount

I would make time during the weekend to go see each

couldn't meet every week, but we'd meet once every

least once a

on who

to go visit him

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

wasn’t about the quantity of the time,

each other, even if it was only for a day,

Saturday morning and I was getting

taking the 11 AM train to the city and grab lunch with Ian

so the

black leggings and I completed the

about to leave the apartment,

She was just

voice was loud and year "You don’t

Tristan clapped back.

my brother and I'll kill anyone who takes advantage of

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

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

while Sophie was standing

the air

of your business, Soph!" Tristan

my brother so your business is

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

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

"You can

is it?" I

me to come

in front of Tristan,

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