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

ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn

being so loud last night and Tristan was sleeping

my god...don’t

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

I am so sorry you

cover

long.What was it, like, five

myself on the face out of

apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made his way to the

will you

got yourself a deal,"he

"Fine!" I breathed.

this ever again, especially not

innocently and kept

sex with Ian around the apartment without a

Ian and I made up,

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

was

I would have to declare a major by

and Tristan pushed

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

Aa SA im het

club, and I got two words for you:

various cuisines, but I was also

and Sophie loved

cooking wasn’t my passion so I

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

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

gave out cheese and wine, so fancy! I also joined a sports

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

was good enough for the varsity teams at

me was mostly for exercising and

times because Tristan insisted

a writer or a journalist like him, but I did enjoy print media because I

arts, so he put me in charge

wanna admit it at first, but I came to enjoy working for

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

social life,

Ian and I would make time during the weekend to go see each

but we'd meet once every two

at least once

would alternate on who goes

turn to go visit him in the

were great at making time for each other.We've learned a lot from

quantity of the time, but about

it was only for a day, we would drop everything and our focus would

Saturday morning and I was getting ready

to the city and grab lunch with

October, so the air

and my black leggings and I completed the

the apartment, when suddenly I heard

She was just using

year "You don’t

Tristan clapped back.

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

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

it wasn’t hard for me to take a peek

was standing in front of him with her hands

air

none of your

your

here?" I said cautiously with

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

"You can settle this for

is it?"

for me to come in and I

in front of Tristan, and he just

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