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

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

last night and Tristan was sleeping in the

god...don’t

to my sister my

so sorry

went to cover my

All night long.What was it, like, five sessions?"he

god!"I slapped myself on the face out of sheer

gloat," Tristan

will you erase last

and dinner and you got yourself a deal,"he was totally milking

"Fine!" I breathed.

of this ever again, especially

captain,"he grinned innocently and

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

birthday fiasco and Ian and I made up,

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

however, I was starting

sophomore, I would have to declare a

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

Society on campus and Tristan was working in the

give Aa SA im het me an idea

club, and I got two

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

Sophie

I stopped attending

a lot of insight on diversity and the different cultures

of Japanese and got into K- Pop for

so

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

was good enough for the varsity teams at UPenn, and I

the sports team for me was mostly for

few times because Tristan insisted

like him, but I did enjoy print media because I

eye for visual arts, so he put me in charge of

I

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

social life, and a

would make time during the weekend to go see

week, but we'd meet

at least

alternate on

to go visit him in the

for each

about the quantity of

day, we would

morning and I was getting ready

the city and grab lunch with Ian

was late October, so the

cute white sweater and my black leggings

apartment,

you! She was

loud and year "You don’t know the whole

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!"

it wasn’t hard for me

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

in the air was thick and

of your

my brother so your business is my

said cautiously

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

she turned to me, "You can settle this for us

it?" I

me to come

her in front of Tristan, and

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