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

that

me, sure

at the moment, I couldn't see it and I couldn't feel

I wanted now

but I wanted him to realize that what he was doing to me

me, just 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 fat suitcase

I spent my

the apartment door, I was expecting

the lights were on and I

and saw Tristan

"Tristan?"I gaped.

looked shocked

were both shocked to see each

thought you and Sophie are

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

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

my head back and groaned in

apartment's empty and

to the laptop on

of writing because he worked in the

"Oh,"

I got up to

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

said and he pulled on my hand,

going on? You wanna talk about it?"Tristan

knew, I burst out crying into his shoulder, snorting

showed up..."I

waited for him...he didn’t even call...and it's supposed to be my

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

but that’s okay, because he’s working towards his dreams and I didn’t wanna get in the way of

New York City if he didn’t even have the time to spend with

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

think he got bored with me or

my rant after blowing my

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

but they used to have a thing together back in high school,"I replied, and

You think he’s

don't think so...God, I hope not!" images of Ian and Ally filled my head and I shook my head violently, hoping it

what happened? He never showed up for the dinner and he didn’t call you, so you got upset and

lip and nodded

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

you never said anything to

kept quiet because I didn’t wanna get 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

let out a sad smile and said,

a shitty birthday and a shitty summer.You deserve so much better than

me on a

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

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

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

nineteenth birthday, I had a lot

don’t know what else to

not your fault.I’m sorry 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

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

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

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

since it’s still technically

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

as he got up and headed

later, he came back with a six pack of

"You got beer?"I questioned.

helped me

I had all night were those stupid mocktails and sparkling

help me forget all

head vigorously at him and

I ended up drinking throughout

Order on TV and we used our

the morning and I had fallen asleep on the couch and Tristan fell

as the pounding on

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

relief, he got up from the couch and staggered