Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

EMMA’s POV : 

By 9 PM, I gave up.

I never felt so humiliated in my life.

I asked for the check and paid for the four glasses of mocktail I had and left a nice tip for my waiter.

The hostess smiled a sad smile as she saw me walking out of the restaurant alone.

I just wanted to crawl into a hole and die.

I went back to the apartment because I didn't know where else to go.

I saw my reflection in the mirror when I walked in and I looked so pathetic.

I did my hair and make up, I put on a dress and everything, only to be stood up by him at my birthday.

I was angry, embarrassed, and frustrated.

But mostly I was sad.

I thought tonight would be special, but no.

It was just any other day for Ian.

He had other things that were more important and I just had to take the back seat.

Feeling stupid, I took off the dress and put on an oversized sweater instead.

Tears were running down my face and it totally ruined my make up, but who cares? It wasn’t like it was important anyway.

I scrubbed my make up off angrily and pulled my hair into a messy ponytail.

I looked around the empty apartment and I debated on what to do.

I could stay here and wait until he gets home and hear about how sorry he was that he missed my birthday dinner, and tomorrow he'll go to work and ignore me again completely.

Or… I could pack my bags and leave.

There was a train running between Philly and New York City every day and if I leave now, I could make it before the last train leaves.

I didn’t think too much about it, I knew what I had to do.

I couldn't believe what I'm saying, but I needed some space away from him.

It would be better for us both.

My heart was hurting too much and I couldn't take it anymore.

So, I quickly packed my bags and I wrote him a note.

Dear Ian, You don’t have to apologize.

I know you're busy and I'm not a priority at the moment, and that’s okay, I understand.

But I think it’s best I leave so you can focus on your work.

No hard feelings.

Emma.

It sounded petty, but whatever.

I was too upset to be nice.

My uber was now waiting for me downstairs and I took a moment for one last glimpse of the apartment.

Leaving the spare key on the kitchen counter, I turned off the lights and closed the door shut.

I turned off my phone for the rest of the night.

I didn’t wanna hear any more ‘I'm sorry’ or ‘I'll make it up to you’.

I had enough of his empty promises.

I was tired of all that.

I put up with it all summer long and I needed an out.

At least when we were far away and he was busy with work, I didn’t have to feel this hurt because I could blame the distance.

and there was nothing

was that I didn’t

loves me, sure

I couldn't see it and I couldn't

wanted now was to

was being petty, but I wanted him to realize that

as much as I was missing him.I got back to Philly late that night.I took a cab to my new apartment and hauled my big

was how I spent my birthday

was expecting to find the room dark and

on and I heard the sound

walked inside and saw Tristan sitting on the

"Tristan?"I gaped.

looked shocked to

shocked to

you doing here? I thought you and

Aren't you supposed to be in the

wanna talk about it,"I sighed dramatically and joined him on

head back and groaned in exhaustion.It had been a

because the apartment's empty and I like the silence.Helps me get my work

the laptop on

was doing a lot of writing

"Oh,"

I got up to

me, I’m not gonna bother you.I’m

on my hand, motioning for me to

You wanna talk about

couldn't hold it anymore.The next thing I knew, I burst out crying into his shoulder, snorting like a sad ugly

never showed up..."I

didn’t even call...and

gently as he said, "That really sucks.I'm so

long, but that’s okay, because he’s

catch my breath in between sobs, "But why would he even bring me out to New York City if he didn’t even have the time to spend with me.Why bother making a reservation for something he

was a snorting and crying mess.Tristan grabbed the box of

think he doesn’t love me anymore.I think he got bored with me or something.His priority is the gallery and this girl

rant after blowing my nose so gracefully

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

of his best friends, but they used to have a thing together back in

You think he’s cheating on you with

know...I don't think so...God, I hope not!" images of Ian and Ally filled my head and I shook

never showed up for the dinner and he didn’t call you, so you got upset and you came

lip and nodded my head

any time

to him all

quiet because I didn’t wanna get in the way ..but...I can’t do it anymore.I thought by now things will get better, but it never does.Even though I was with him every day, I still feel so

a sad

sucks.Sorry you had a shitty birthday and a shitty summer.You deserve so much better

he drove for hours and took me on a road trip.I

thing for us.My sixteenth birthday was

road trip to Princeton and he inspired me to apply to

engaged on my graduation day and for my eighteenth birthday, he drove us to Philly

here I was, on my nineteenth birthday, I had a lot of expectations and they were all crushed in just

I don’t know

not your fault.I’m sorry I came barging in here and you had to hear all my sob story.I shouldn't be

document for the past hour, not doing anything.I

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

and the time showed that it was 11:45

still technically your birthday,

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

as he got

he came back with a six pack of beer.He lifted

"You got beer?"I questioned.

helped me

had all night were those

to help me forget all about

vigorously

up drinking throughout the

a re-run of Law and Order on TV and we used our matching onesie pajamas because they were so

had fallen asleep on the couch and Tristan fell asleep next to me, when a sudden

on the door got louder and

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

got up from