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 there was nothing else

that I didn’t

me, sure he

moment, I couldn't see it

wanted now

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

was missing him.I got back to Philly late that night.I took a

I

I opened the apartment door, I was expecting to

were on and I

saw Tristan

"Tristan?"I gaped.

shocked to see

shocked to see each other

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

Aren't you supposed to

I don't wanna talk about it,"I sighed

and groaned in exhaustion.It had

early because the apartment's empty and I like the

said, gesturing to the

was doing a lot of writing because

"Oh,"

got

I’m not gonna bother you.I’m just gonna

wait,"he said and he pulled on my hand, motioning for me

You wanna talk about it?"Tristan

next thing I knew, I burst out crying into

never showed

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

me gently

summer long, but that’s okay, because he’s working

New York City if he didn’t

box of tissues on the table and

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

continued my rant after blowing my nose so

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

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

you saying? You think

of Ian and Ally filled my

and he didn’t call you, so you got

lip and nodded my head

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

never said anything to him all

..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

a shitty birthday and a shitty summer.You deserve so

used to be the best boyfriend ever.Last year for my birthday, he drove for hours and took me on a

sixteenth birthday was the first time I met

seventeenth birthday, we took a road trip to Princeton and

for my eighteenth birthday, he drove us

nineteenth birthday, I had a lot of expectations and they

know what else to say,"Tristan sighed

you had to hear all my

looking at that word document

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

see the clock, and the time showed

it’s still technically

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

as he got up and headed to

he came back with a six pack of beer.He

"You got beer?"I questioned.

helped me write

all night were those

especially to help me

nodded my head vigorously at him

ended up drinking throughout

Order on TV and we used our matching onesie pajamas because they

had fallen asleep on the couch and Tristan fell asleep next to me,

the pounding on the door got louder

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

got up from the couch and