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

everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said

instantly.I was being so loud last night

my god...don’t tell

alright.I’m used to it.I lived next to my sister my entire

I am so sorry you

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

long.What was it,

my god!"I slapped myself on the

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

lunch, will you erase last night from your

it lunch and dinner and you got

"Fine!" I breathed.

ever again, especially

grinned innocently and kept

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

and Ian and I made up, everything was right

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

was starting

declare a major by the end

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

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

give Aa SA im het me an idea of

club, and

learn cooking various cuisines, but I

Sophie

so I stopped attending

me a lot of insight on diversity and the different

Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old movie nights at

out cheese and wine, so fancy! I also joined

pretty active back in high school, I was on the swim team and

teams at UPenn, and I

sports team for me was mostly for exercising

few times because Tristan insisted that I go check it

much of a writer or a journalist like him,

so he put me in charge of the advertisement

but I came to enjoy working for the

be visually appealing, but also catchy

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

during the weekend to go

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

at least once

alternate on

to go visit

time for each

quantity of the time, but about the

we see each other, even if it was only for a day, we would drop everything

Saturday morning and I was

city and grab lunch with

so the

white sweater and my black leggings and I completed the look with my knee-length

to leave the apartment,

She

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

Tristan clapped back.

You're my brother and I'll kill anyone who takes advantage

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

so it wasn’t hard for me to take

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

the air was

of your

so your business is

I said

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

can settle this for

it?" I

motioned for me to come in

in front of Tristan, and he just

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