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

truth was that I didn’t

loves me, sure

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

all I wanted now was

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

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

I spent

the apartment door, I was expecting to find the room dark

on and I heard the sound of

and saw

"Tristan?"I gaped.

shocked to

shocked to see

thought you and Sophie are coming back

doing here? Aren't you supposed to be

don't wanna talk about it,"I

and groaned in exhaustion.It had been

empty and I

said, gesturing to the

writing because he worked in

"Oh,"

mouthed and I got up

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

pulled on my hand,

talk about

it anymore.The next thing I knew, I burst

showed up..."I

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

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

long, Tristan.I've 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

me out to New York City if he didn’t even have the time to spend with me.Why bother making a reservation for

mess.Tristan grabbed the box of tissues

I think he doesn’t love me anymore.I think he got bored with

continued my rant after blowing my nose so gracefully into

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

thing together back

saying? You think he’s cheating on

Ian and Ally filled my head and I shook my head violently,

and he didn’t call you, so you got upset and

lip and nodded my head

have any time together, and even we're together, he’d always

to him

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

a sad

had a shitty birthday and a shitty summer.You deserve so much

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

for us.My sixteenth birthday was the first time I

took a road trip to Princeton and he inspired

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

a lot of expectations and they were all crushed

don’t know what else

came barging in here and you had to hear all my sob story.I shouldn't

that word document for the past hour, not doing anything.I need a break," he

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

turned his head to see the clock, and the

it’s still technically

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

as he got up and headed

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

"You got beer?"I questioned.

me write better,"he

some?"All I had all night were those stupid

some booze, especially to help me forget all about this

head vigorously at him

I ended up drinking throughout

we used our matching onesie pajamas because they were so comfortable

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

groaned groggily as the pounding on the

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

my relief, he got up from