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 a

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

my god...don’t

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

so sorry you had to endure

went to cover my mouth,

night long.What was

god!"I slapped myself on the face out of

you're still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as

you lunch, will you erase last night from your

lunch and dinner and you got

"Fine!" I breathed.

word of this ever again, especially not

innocently and

can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a care in the world.I need to maintain

and I made

but he always made sure

started however, I was

I would have to declare a major by the end of this

major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend some

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

im het me

first started with the cooking club, and I got two

that I got to learn cooking various cuisines, but I was also able to

and Sophie

cooking wasn’t my passion so I stopped attending the

lot of insight on

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

gave out cheese and wine, so fancy! I also

active back in high school, I was on

didn’t think I was good enough for the varsity teams at UPenn, and

me was mostly for exercising and

I visited the school newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted that I

like him,

had a good eye for visual arts, so he

but I

be visually appealing,

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

during the weekend

every week, but

least once a

alternate on

it was my turn to go visit him

for each other.We've learned a lot

about the quantity of the time,

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

Saturday morning and I

the 11 AM train to the city and grab lunch with Ian by the Grand Central

the

my black leggings and I completed

leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from Tristan’s

you! She

year "You don’t know

Tristan clapped back.

You're my brother and I'll kill anyone

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

it wasn’t hard for me to take a peek

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

tension in the air was thick and

your

your business is my

I said cautiously with my head peeking

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

me, "You can settle this

is it?" I

to come in and I followed

front of Tristan, and

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