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 else to

simple truth was that I

loves me, sure he

see

all I wanted now was

him to realize

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 my new apartment and hauled my

how I spent my

was expecting to

and I heard the sound of

and saw Tristan sitting on the

"Tristan?"I gaped.

shocked

to see each other

you doing here? I thought you and Sophie

supposed to be in the city with your boyfriend?"he asked

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

head back and groaned in exhaustion.It had been

apartment's empty and

to the laptop on

of writing because

"Oh,"

I got up to

I’m not gonna bother

on my hand, motioning for me to sit back

wanna talk about it?"Tristan knew something

hold it anymore.The next thing I knew, I burst

showed

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

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

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

if he didn’t even have the time to spend with me.Why

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

anymore.I think he got bored

continued my rant after blowing my

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

have a thing together back in high school,"I

think he’s

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

and he didn’t call you,

my lip and

day and night before that too.We barely have any time together,

never said anything to him all summer

do it anymore.I thought by now things will get better, but it never does.Even though I was

let out a sad smile

you had a shitty birthday and a shitty summer.You

took me on a road trip.I don’t

was the first time I met

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

on my graduation day and for my eighteenth birthday, he drove us

here I was, on my nineteenth birthday, I had a lot of expectations and they

sorry, Emma, I don’t know what else to

all my sob story.I shouldn't be disturbing you, you’re

at that word document for the

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

head to see the clock, and the time showed

still technically

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

face as he got

he came back with a six pack of beer.He lifted them

"You got beer?"I questioned.

me

had all night were those stupid mocktails and

some booze, especially to help me forget all about this stupid

vigorously at

up drinking throughout

Order on TV and we

AM in the morning and I had fallen asleep on the couch and Tristan fell asleep next to me, when a sudden loud knocking woke

on the door got louder and

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

from the couch and staggered towards