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

everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as he knocked on the

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

my god...don’t

used to it.I lived next to my sister my entire life.It's the same thing,"he laughed

I am so sorry you had to endure

to cover my mouth,

was it, like, five sessions?"he

on the face

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

you erase last night from your

got yourself a deal,"he was totally

"Fine!" I breathed.

ever again,

grinned innocently

sex with Ian around the apartment without a care in the

and Ian and I made up, everything was right again

work to do, but he always made sure to make some time for me despite

was starting to

a major by

Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend some of

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

wasn't a bad idea.Joining all these clubs would give Aa SA im

cooking club, and I got two words for

cuisines, but I was also able to bring home free

and Sophie

wasn’t my passion so I stopped attending the

lot of insight on diversity and the different cultures of the

little bit of Japanese and got into K- Pop for a bit.I

wine, so

was pretty active back in high school, I

teams at UPenn, and I

team for me was mostly for exercising and good

I visited the school newspaper a few times because

much of a writer or a journalist like him, but I did

that I had a good eye for visual arts, so he put

it at first, but I came to enjoy working for

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

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

during the weekend to go see each

every week, but

least once

alternate on who goes

week it was my turn to go visit

each other.We've learned a

about the quantity of the time, but about the

only for a day, we would drop

morning and I was

the 11 AM train to the city

the air outside

and my black leggings and I completed the look

apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from Tristan’s

told you! She was

"You don’t know

Tristan clapped back.

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

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

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

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

air was

of your business, Soph!" Tristan

my brother so your business is

said cautiously with my head

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

turned to me, "You can settle this for

is it?"

motioned for me to come

of Tristan,

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