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

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

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

god...don’t

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

sorry you had

said as my hand went to cover my

long.What was it,

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

gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made his way to

you erase last night from

you got yourself

"Fine!" I breathed.

this ever again, especially not in

captain,"he grinned innocently and

I have 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 some type

and I made up, everything

busy had a lot of work to do, but he always

started however, I was starting

to declare a major by the

Tristan pushed

Korean Society on campus and Tristan was working in the school

im het me an idea of what I would like to

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

only that I got to learn cooking various cuisines, but I was

Sophie

cooking wasn’t my passion so I stopped attending

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

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

and wine, so

high school, I

for the varsity teams at UPenn, and I didn't wanna

joining the sports team for me was mostly for exercising and good

visited the school newspaper a few times because

of a writer or a journalist like him, but

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

first, but I came

should not only be visually

bit of social life, and a decent amount

and I would make time during the

meet every week, but we'd meet once every

least

alternate on who goes

week it was my turn to go visit

for each other.We've learned a lot from our

of the

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

and I was getting

taking the 11 AM train to the city and grab lunch with

late October, so the air outside was a

sweater and my black

was just about to leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from Tristan’s

She was just using

"You

Tristan clapped back.

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

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

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

while Sophie was standing in front

the air

of your business, Soph!" Tristan

so your

I said cautiously with my head peeking

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

can settle this for

it?" I

to come in and I followed

front of Tristan, and he

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