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

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

god...don’t

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

so sorry you had to

to cover my mouth, "I

All night long.What was it, like, five

slapped myself on the face out

at least you're still apologetic.Sophie would just gloat," Tristan

you

dinner and you got yourself a deal,"he was

"Fine!" I breathed.

word of this ever again, especially not

grinned innocently and

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

made up, everything was right again in the

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

school started however, I was starting to get

a major by the end of this

me pick my major, Sophie and Tristan pushed me to attend some of

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

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

and I got

to learn cooking various cuisines, but I

Sophie loved

wasn’t my passion so I stopped attending

me a lot of insight on diversity and

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

so fancy! I also

I was

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

team for me was mostly for

school newspaper a few times because Tristan insisted that I

journalist like him, but I did enjoy print media because

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

but I

should not only be visually

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

make time during the weekend to

meet every week, but we'd meet

least once a

on who

to go visit him

at making time for each other.We've

the quantity of the time, but about

we see each other, even if it was only for a day, we would drop everything and our focus would be on

was Saturday morning and I was getting

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

was late October, so the air outside was a little

and my black leggings and I completed

the apartment, when suddenly I heard

you! She

year "You don’t know the whole story.Just

Tristan clapped back.

kill anyone who takes advantage of you.You're too

"I am not!"

"You are too!"

it wasn’t hard for me to take

standing in front

tension in the air was thick

none of your business,

brother so your business is my

on here?" I said cautiously

"Nothing," Tristan muttered quickly.

"Emmie, good, you're here,"

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

is it?"

to come in

to her in front of Tristan, and he just rolled his head

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