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

truth was that I didn’t

me,

I couldn't see it and I couldn't feel

I wanted now was to get

realize that what he was doing to

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 big fat suitcase up three flights of

I spent my birthday

I opened the apartment door, I was expecting to

lights were on and I heard

and saw Tristan

"Tristan?"I gaped.

shocked to

were both shocked to see each

I thought you and Sophie are

are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to

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

and groaned in exhaustion.It had been a

because the apartment's empty and I like the silence.Helps me get

to the laptop on the coffee

of writing because he

"Oh,"

I got up to my

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

said and he pulled on my

wanna talk about it?"Tristan knew something

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

showed up..."I

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

his arms around me and cooed me gently as he said, "That really

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

sobs, "But why would he even bring me out to New York City if he didn’t even have the time to spend with me.Why bother making a reservation for something

grabbed the box of

think he got bored with me or something.His priority

my nose so gracefully into

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

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

saying? You think he’s cheating on

Ian and Ally

He never showed up for the dinner and he

bit my lip and nodded my head

about every day and night before that too.We barely have any time

anything to him all summer

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

let out a sad smile

birthday and a shitty summer.You deserve so much better

birthday, he drove for hours and took me on a road trip.I don’t

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

seventeenth birthday, we took a road trip to Princeton and

engaged on my graduation day and for my eighteenth birthday, he drove us to Philly and helped me move

lot of expectations and

know what else to say,"Tristan sighed

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

document for the past hour, not doing anything.I need

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

clock, and the time showed that it

it’s still technically your birthday,

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

he got

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

"You got beer?"I questioned.

me write better,"he

I had all night were those stupid mocktails and sparkling

could use some booze, especially to help

vigorously at

and I ended up drinking

on TV and we used our matching onesie pajamas because they were so

on the couch and Tristan fell asleep next to me, when a sudden loud knocking woke us

groaned groggily as the pounding on the door got louder

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

relief, he got up from the