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.

was no distance between us and there

simple truth was that

loves me, sure he

at the moment, I couldn't see it and

wanted now was

realize that what he was doing to me

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

I spent my

apartment door, I was expecting to find

were on and I

and saw Tristan sitting on the

"Tristan?"I gaped.

shocked to

to see each other

here? I thought you and Sophie are coming back next week?"I

you supposed to

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

groaned in exhaustion.It had been a

empty and I like the silence.Helps me get

said, gesturing to the

of writing because he worked

"Oh,"

and I got up to

I’m not gonna bother you.I’m just

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

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

anymore.The next thing I knew, I burst out crying into his shoulder, snorting

showed up..."I

even call...and it's supposed to be

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

Tristan.I've been in the back seat all summer long, but that’s okay, because he’s working towards his dreams

City if he

box of tissues on the table and

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

continued my rant after blowing my nose so gracefully into the tissue

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

friends, but they used to have a thing together

you saying? You think

Ally filled my head and I shook my head violently, hoping it would go

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

and nodded my

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

to him all summer

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

sad smile

really sucks.Sorry you had a shitty birthday and a shitty summer.You deserve

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

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

seventeenth birthday, we took a road trip to Princeton and he inspired me to

for my eighteenth birthday, he drove us to Philly and helped me move

birthday, I had a lot of expectations

don’t know what else to say,"Tristan sighed

I came barging in here and you had to hear all my sob story.I shouldn't be disturbing you, you’re working," I said as I straightened

word document for

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

head to see the clock, and the time showed that it was 11:45

since it’s still technically your birthday,

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

crept up his face as he got up and headed to the

he came back with a six pack of

"You got beer?"I questioned.

me

had all night were

especially to help me forget all about this stupid

vigorously at him and

I ended up drinking

Order on TV and we used our

fallen asleep on the couch and Tristan fell asleep next to

pounding on the

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

my relief, he got up from the couch and staggered towards