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

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

loud last

god...don’t

lived next to my sister my entire life.It's the same

sorry you

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

long.What was

slapped myself on the face out of

still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan

I buy you lunch, will you erase

dinner and you got yourself a deal,"he was

"Fine!" I breathed.

of this ever again,

captain,"he grinned innocently and

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

birthday fiasco and Ian and I made up, everything

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

was starting to get

a major by

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

on

im het me an idea of what

the cooking club, and I

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

Sophie

I stopped attending the

and it gave me a lot of insight on diversity and the different cultures of the

and got into K- Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old movie

and wine, so

pretty active back in high school, I was

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

the sports team for me was mostly for exercising and good

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

journalist like him, but I did enjoy print media

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

wanna admit it at first, but I came

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

bit of social life, and a decent amount of sleeping hours, my schedule

would make time during the weekend to go see

week, but we'd meet once every

at least

would alternate on who

turn to go visit him in

each other.We've

the quantity of the time, but about the

for a day, we would drop everything and

Saturday morning and I

train to the city and grab lunch with Ian

late October, so the air outside was

my black leggings and I

leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling

you! She was just

loud and year "You don’t know

Tristan clapped back.

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

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

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

on his bed while Sophie was standing in front of him with her hands

the air was thick

of your

your

on here?" I said

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

me, "You can settle this for us once and

it?"

come in and

her in front of Tristan, and

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