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.

us and there was nothing

truth was that I didn’t

loves me,

couldn't see it and I couldn't

I wanted now was

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

him to miss me, just as much as I was missing him.I got back to Philly late that night.I took a cab to

how I

was

on and I

saw Tristan sitting on

"Tristan?"I gaped.

shocked

shocked to see each

I thought you

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

don't wanna talk about it,"I sighed dramatically and joined him

my 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

the laptop on

doing a lot of writing because he worked in the school

"Oh,"

mouthed and I got

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

on my

wanna talk about

couldn't hold it anymore.The next thing I knew, I burst

showed

even call...and it's supposed

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

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

sobs, "But why would he even bring me out to New York City if he didn’t even have the time

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

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

rant after blowing my nose so gracefully into

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

thing together back in high school,"I replied, and I rolled my eyes for

you saying? You think he’s cheating on you with

of Ian and Ally filled my head and

the dinner and he didn’t call you, so

bit my lip and nodded my

any time

to

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

a sad smile and

birthday and a shitty summer.You

be the best boyfriend ever.Last year for my birthday, he drove for hours and took me on a road trip.I don’t know what happened to us now and why we're so distant

was

road trip to Princeton and

on my graduation day and for my eighteenth birthday, he

here I was, on my nineteenth birthday, I had a lot

I don’t know what else to

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

you’re not disturbing me at all.I've been looking at that word document for the past hour,

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

and the

since it’s still technically your

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

smirk crept up his face as he

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

"You got beer?"I questioned.

me

some?"All I had all night were those stupid mocktails and sparkling

to help

vigorously at

ended up drinking throughout the

and Order on TV and we

in the morning and I had fallen asleep on the couch and Tristan fell asleep next to

groaned groggily as the pounding on the door got louder and

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

he got up from