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

heard everything.These walls are pretty damn thin,"he said

instantly.I was being so loud last night

god...don’t

used to it.I lived next to my sister my entire life.It's the same

am so sorry you

my hand went to cover my mouth,

long.What was it, like, five sessions?"he

my god!"I slapped myself on

would just gloat," Tristan laughed again as he made his

buy you lunch, will you

it lunch and dinner and you got yourself

"Fine!" I breathed.

a word of this ever again, especially

innocently

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

my birthday fiasco and Ian and I made up,

had a lot of work to do, but he always made sure to make some time for me despite

however, I was starting to get

would have to declare a

pick my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me

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

all these clubs would give Aa SA im het me an

started with the cooking club, and I got

various cuisines, but I was also able to bring home free food every

Sophie

my passion so I stopped attending the

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

K- Pop

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

in high school, I was on

I was good enough for the varsity teams at UPenn, and I didn't wanna commit

me was

few times because Tristan insisted that I go

of a writer or a journalist like him, but I did enjoy print media because I

that I had a good eye for visual arts, so he put me in charge of

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

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

little bit of social life, and a decent amount of

make time during the weekend to

week, but we'd meet

least once

on who

week it was my turn to go visit

making time for each other.We've

quantity of

other, even if it was only for a day,

morning and I was getting ready

on taking the 11 AM train to the city

the

my black leggings and

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

you! She was just

loud and year "You don’t know the whole

Tristan clapped back.

I'll kill anyone who

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

bedroom door was open, so it wasn’t hard for me

Sophie was standing in front of him with her hands on

tension in the air was

your business, Soph!" Tristan

so your business is my

said

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

turned to me, "You can settle this for

is it?"

come in

front of Tristan, and he just rolled his head

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