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.

no distance between us and there was nothing else

that I didn’t

loves me,

the moment, I couldn't see it

now was

petty, but I wanted him to realize that

back to Philly late that night.I took a cab to my new apartment and hauled my big fat suitcase up

how I spent my

I opened the apartment door, I was expecting to find

and I heard the

inside and saw Tristan sitting on

"Tristan?"I gaped.

looked shocked to see

shocked to see

you doing here? I thought you and Sophie are coming

What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in the city with

don't wanna talk about it,"I

head back and groaned in exhaustion.It had been a

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

gesturing to the laptop on the

writing because he worked

"Oh,"

I got up to

worry about me, I’m not gonna bother you.I’m just gonna

and he pulled on my hand, motioning for me to sit back

going on? You wanna talk about it?"Tristan knew something was

burst out crying into his shoulder, snorting like a

showed

didn’t even call...and it's supposed

arms around me and cooed me gently as he said, "That really sucks.I'm so sorry,

summer long, but that’s okay, because he’s working towards his dreams and I didn’t wanna get in

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

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

doesn’t love me anymore.I think he got bored with me or something.His

after blowing my nose so gracefully

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

friends, but they used to have a thing together back

think he’s cheating on you

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

the dinner and he didn’t call you,

my lip and nodded my

night before that too.We barely have any time together, and even we're together, he’d always be on the phone with

never said anything to him all

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

let out a sad smile and

a shitty birthday and a

my birthday, he drove for hours and took me on a road trip.I don’t know what

was always a special thing for us.My sixteenth birthday was the first time I met

Princeton and he inspired me to apply to

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

I had a lot of expectations and they were all crushed in just one

Emma, I don’t know what else to say,"Tristan

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

all.I've been looking at that word document for the

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

clock, and the time showed

since it’s still technically your birthday, wanna

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

his face as he got up and headed to the

six pack of beer.He lifted them up in

"You got beer?"I questioned.

me

night were

to help me forget

nodded my head vigorously at him

and I ended up drinking

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

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

as the pounding on

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

relief, he got up from the couch