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.

between us and there

that

loves me,

I couldn't see it and I

all I wanted now was to

to realize that what

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

I spent my

I opened the apartment door, I was expecting to find the room

on and I heard

saw Tristan sitting

"Tristan?"I gaped.

shocked to

to see each other

thought you and Sophie are coming back next

you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in the city with your boyfriend?"he asked

wanna talk about it,"I sighed dramatically and

groaned in exhaustion.It had been a long

empty and I like the

said, gesturing to the laptop

writing

"Oh,"

got up

gonna

on my hand, motioning for me to sit

on? You wanna talk about it?"Tristan

I knew, I burst out crying into his shoulder, snorting like a sad

never showed up..."I

call...and it's supposed to be

his arms around me and cooed me gently

summer long, Tristan.I've been in the back seat all summer long, but that’s okay, because he’s working towards his dreams and I didn’t wanna

"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

snorting and crying mess.Tristan grabbed the box of tissues on the table

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

blowing my nose

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

a thing together back in high school,"I replied, and

are you saying? You think he’s

think so...God, I hope not!" images of Ian and Ally filled my

up for the dinner and he didn’t call you, so you got

lip and nodded my head

about every day and night before that too.We barely have any time together, and even we're together, he’d always be

to him all summer long?"he

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

sad

sucks.Sorry you had a shitty birthday and a

on a road trip.I don’t know what happened to us now and why we're so distant from

for us.My sixteenth birthday was the first time I met him at that bar

to Princeton and he inspired me to apply to Ivy League

eighteenth birthday, he drove us to Philly and

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

Emma, I don’t know what else

had to hear all my sob story.I shouldn't be disturbing you, you’re working," I said as

all.I've been looking at that word document for the past hour, not doing anything.I need a break," he said

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

his head to see the clock, and the time

since it’s still technically

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

he got up

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

"You got beer?"I questioned.

me write better,"he

night were those stupid

to help me forget all about this stupid

I nodded my head vigorously at him and

ended up drinking

we used

AM in the morning and I had fallen asleep on the couch and Tristan fell asleep next to me, when a sudden loud

as the pounding on the door got

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

relief, he got up from the couch