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 say

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

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

god...don’t

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

so sorry you

said as my hand went to cover my mouth,

was it,

slapped myself on the face

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

I buy you lunch, will you

and dinner and you got yourself a deal,"he

"Fine!" I breathed.

a word of this ever again, especially

grinned innocently

need to remember I have roommates now.I can’t just have crazy bunny sex with Ian around the apartment without a care in the world.I need to maintain some type of dignity

birthday fiasco and Ian and I made up, everything was right again in

to do, but he always made sure to

was starting to get

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

Tristan pushed me to

an active member of the Korean Society on campus and

Aa SA im

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

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

and Sophie loved

passion so I

a lot

K- Pop for a bit.I also enjoyed old movie nights at the French

wine, so fancy! I also joined

back in high school, I

varsity teams at UPenn, and I didn't wanna commit to

the sports team for me was mostly for exercising

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

journalist like him, but I did enjoy print

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

wanna admit it at first, but I came

ad should not only be visually appealing,

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

I would make time during the weekend

week, but we'd

at least once

on who goes

it was my turn to go visit

great at making time for each other.We've

the quantity of the time, but about the

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

was Saturday morning and I was

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

late October, so the air

and my black leggings and I completed the

apartment,

She was just

year "You don’t

Tristan clapped back.

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

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

was open, so it wasn’t

standing in

air was thick

your business, Soph!" Tristan

so your

what’s going on here?" I said cautiously with

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

said as she turned to me, "You can settle

is it?"

motioned for me to come in

to her in front of Tristan, and

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