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

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

up instantly.I was being so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in the room

my god...don’t tell

sister my entire life.It's the

sorry you had to endure

went to cover

night long.What was it, like,

on the face out

just gloat," Tristan

lunch, will you erase last night from your

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

"Fine!" I breathed.

not a word of this ever again, especially not

innocently and kept

Ian around the apartment without a care in the

my birthday fiasco and Ian and I made up,

a lot of work to do, but he always made sure to make some

school started however, I was

sophomore, I would have to declare a major by

help me pick my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend some of the student clubs at

Korean Society on campus and Tristan was working in

im het me

the cooking club, and I got two words for you: free

but I was also able to bring home free food

and Sophie

wasn’t my passion so I

it gave me a lot of

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

and wine, so fancy! I also joined a sports

active back in high school, I was on the

varsity teams

for me was mostly

times because Tristan insisted that

much of a writer or a journalist like him, but I did

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

it at first, but I came to enjoy working for the advertising

that a good ad should not only be visually appealing, but also

classes, a little bit of social life, and a decent

during the weekend to go

meet every week, but we'd meet once every

at least

alternate on who

it was my turn to go visit

for each other.We've

of the

a day, we would drop everything and our focus would be on

and I was getting

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

so the

and my black

to leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard

you! She was just

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

Tristan clapped back.

brother and I'll kill anyone who takes advantage of you.You're too nice,

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

wasn’t hard for me

while Sophie was standing in front of him with

air was thick and

of your

brother so your

here?" I said cautiously with my head

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

"You can settle this for us once

it?"

to come in

to her in front of Tristan, and he just rolled his head back in

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