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

have to ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said as he knocked on

loud last night and Tristan was sleeping in the room

god...don’t tell

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

am so sorry you

went to cover my

was it, like, five

slapped myself on the

still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed

will you

dinner and you got yourself a deal,"he

"Fine!" I breathed.

not a word of this ever

innocently and kept

sex with Ian around the apartment without

my birthday fiasco and Ian and I made up, everything

work to do, but he always

however, I was

I would have to declare a major by

pick my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me

the Korean Society on campus and Tristan was working in the school

SA im het me an idea of what

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

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

and Sophie

so I stopped attending

some cultural clubs and it gave me a lot of insight on diversity and the different cultures

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

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

I was on the swim

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

for me was

a few times because Tristan insisted that I go

or a journalist like him, but I

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

didn't wanna admit it at first, but I came to enjoy

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

all these clubs plus my afternoon classes, a little bit of social life, and a decent

would make time during the weekend to

week, but we'd meet once

least

would alternate on

to go visit him in the

each other.We've learned

wasn’t about the quantity of the time, but

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

was Saturday morning and I

AM train to the city and grab lunch with Ian by

late October, so the air

black leggings and

just about to leave the apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from

you! She was just

and year "You don’t know the

Tristan clapped back.

brother and I'll kill anyone

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

open, so it wasn’t hard for

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

in the air was

none of your business, Soph!"

so your

said cautiously with my

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

can

it?" I

me to come in and I

standing next to her in front of Tristan, and

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