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

was being so loud last night and

god...don’t tell

alright.I’m used to it.I lived next to my sister my

am so sorry you had to endure

went to cover my

was it, like,

god!"I slapped myself on the face

apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan laughed again

buy you lunch, will you

and dinner and you got

"Fine!" I breathed.

not a word of this ever again, especially not in front

captain,"he grinned innocently and

can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the

my birthday fiasco and Ian and I made up, everything was right

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

however, I was starting to get busy

a

pushed me to attend some of

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

clubs would give Aa SA im het me an idea of what I would like

club, and I got two words for

to learn cooking various cuisines, but I

Sophie loved

I stopped attending the club

it gave me a lot of insight on diversity and

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

and wine, so

high school, I

for the varsity teams at UPenn,

for me was mostly

visited the school newspaper a few times because Tristan

or a journalist like him, but I did

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

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

learned that a good ad should not only be visually

little bit of social life, and a decent amount of

make time during the weekend to

couldn't meet every week, but we'd meet once

at least once a

would alternate on who goes

my turn to go visit him

each other.We've learned

quantity of the time, but

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

and I was getting

11 AM train to the city and grab

so the air

sweater and my black

leave the apartment, when suddenly

She was

was loud and year "You don’t know

Tristan clapped back.

and I'll kill anyone who

"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

tension in the air was thick and

your business, Soph!" Tristan

brother so your business is

going on here?" I said

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

to me, "You can settle

is it?" I

motioned for me to come in and

of Tristan, and he just rolled

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