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.

you can say

have to ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he

was being so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in the room next

my god...don’t

next to my sister

am so sorry

cover my mouth, "I didn’t think you'd

night long.What was it, like, five

slapped myself on the face out of sheer

still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed again

will you erase last night from your

and you got yourself a deal,"he

"Fine!" I breathed.

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

innocently

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

my birthday fiasco and Ian and I made up, everything was

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

I was starting to get busy

sophomore, I would have to declare a major by

major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me

on campus and Tristan was working in the

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

started with the cooking club, and I got two words

various cuisines, but I was also able to bring home

Sophie

so I stopped

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

Pop for a

and wine, so fancy!

active back in high school, I was on the swim

teams at UPenn, and I didn't wanna

me was mostly for

newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted that I go

him, but I did

for visual arts, so he put me in

it at first, but I came

be visually appealing, but also

these clubs plus my afternoon classes, a little bit of social life, and

would make time during

every week, but we'd meet once every two

least once

alternate on who goes

my turn to go visit him in

time for each other.We've learned a lot

of the time, but about

a day, we would drop everything and our focus would

and I was getting ready to

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

was late October, so the air outside was a

sweater and my black leggings and I completed the look

about to leave the apartment, when suddenly

you! She was

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

Tristan clapped back.

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

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

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

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

in the air was

your business, Soph!"

your

said cautiously with my

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

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

is it?" I

motioned for me to come in and

her in front of Tristan, and he just

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