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

don’t have to ask.I've heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he

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

my god...don’t tell

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

so sorry

hand went to cover my mouth, "I didn’t think

was it, like,

on the face out

Tristan laughed again as he made his way to

you

got yourself a

"Fine!" I breathed.

ever again, especially not in front

captain,"he grinned innocently and kept

roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a care

I made up, everything was

work to do, but he always made sure to make some

school started however, I was starting

a major by the end

and Tristan pushed me to

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

im het me an idea of what I would like

the cooking club, and I got two words

cuisines, but

and Sophie

passion so I stopped

clubs and it gave me a lot of

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

so fancy! I also joined

in high school, I was on the

for the varsity teams

team for me was mostly

I visited the school newspaper a few times

wasn't much of a writer or a journalist like him, but I did enjoy print media because

so he put me in charge of the advertisement section in

it at first, but I came to

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

these clubs plus my afternoon classes, a little bit of social life, and a decent amount of sleeping hours,

make time during the weekend to go see each

week, but we'd meet once every two

at least once a

would alternate on who

turn to go visit him in

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

wasn’t about the quantity of the

it was only for a day, we would drop everything

was Saturday morning and I was getting ready

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

so the air outside was a little

on this cute white sweater and my black leggings and I completed the look with my knee-length

apartment, when suddenly I heard yelling from

you! She was just

and year "You don’t know

Tristan clapped back.

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

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

open, so it wasn’t hard

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

air was thick and

none of your business, Soph!"

so your

here?" I said cautiously

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

said as she turned to me, "You can settle this for us once and

it?"

for me to come in

Tristan, and he just

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