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

simple truth was that I

loves me,

see it and I couldn't feel

now was

being petty, but I wanted him to realize that what he was doing to me

Philly late that night.I took

how I spent

opened the apartment door, I was expecting to find

I heard the

and saw Tristan sitting

"Tristan?"I gaped.

looked shocked to

both shocked to

you and

you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in

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

trashed my head back and groaned in exhaustion.It had been a long

the apartment's empty and I like the silence.Helps me

the laptop on the

of writing because he worked in the school

"Oh,"

I got up to

about me, I’m not gonna

and he pulled on my hand, motioning

wanna talk about it?"Tristan knew

thing I knew, I burst out crying into his

never showed

even call...and it's supposed to

cooed me gently as he said,

all summer long, but that’s okay, because

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 won't

and crying mess.Tristan grabbed the box of tissues

got bored with me or something.His priority is the gallery

my

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

to have a thing together back in high school,"I replied, and I rolled my eyes

You think

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

showed up for the dinner and he didn’t

and nodded my head

have any time together,

anything to

can’t do it anymore.I thought by now things will get better, but it never does.Even

let out a sad smile and

a shitty birthday and

on a road trip.I don’t know what happened

special thing for us.My sixteenth birthday was the

birthday, we took a road trip to Princeton

my eighteenth birthday, he

lot of expectations

sorry, Emma, I don’t know what else

here and you had to hear all my sob story.I

at that word document for the past hour, not doing anything.I need a break," he

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

the clock, and the time showed that it

since it’s still technically your birthday, wanna

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

up his face as he got up and headed to the

a six pack of beer.He lifted them up in the air

"You got beer?"I questioned.

helped me write better,"he

all night were those stupid mocktails and sparkling

to help

vigorously at him and

up drinking throughout the

of Law and Order on TV and we used our matching onesie pajamas

and I had fallen asleep on the couch and Tristan fell asleep next

the pounding on the

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

my relief, he got up from the couch