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

truth was that I

loves me,

the moment, I couldn't see

all I wanted now

to realize that what he was doing to me was

him.I got back to Philly late that night.I took a cab to my new apartment and

was how I spent my

the apartment door, I was

I heard the sound of the

and saw

"Tristan?"I gaped.

looked shocked to see

both shocked to see

I thought you and Sophie are

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

don't wanna talk about it,"I

trashed my head back and groaned in exhaustion.It

and I

the laptop on

of writing because he

"Oh,"

got up

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

my hand, motioning for me to

You wanna talk about it?"Tristan

couldn't hold it anymore.The next thing I knew, I burst out crying into his shoulder, snorting like a

never showed up..."I

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

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

all summer long, but that’s okay, because he’s working towards his dreams and I didn’t wanna get

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

and crying mess.Tristan grabbed the box

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

rant after blowing my nose so

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

thing together back in

saying? You think he’s cheating

hope not!" images of Ian and Ally filled

dinner and he didn’t call you, so

and nodded

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

said anything to him all

now things will get better, but it never does.Even though I was with him every day, I

a sad smile

had a shitty birthday and a shitty

for my birthday, he drove for hours and took me on a road trip.I don’t know what happened to us now and why we're

birthday was the first time I met him at

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

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

nineteenth birthday, I had a lot of expectations and they were all crushed in just

don’t know

to hear all my

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

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

to see the clock, and the time showed that it

technically your birthday,

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

his face as he

of beer.He lifted them up in the air

"You got beer?"I questioned.

helped me

had all night were those stupid mocktails and sparkling

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

vigorously at him and

and I ended up

on TV and we used our

had fallen asleep on the couch and Tristan fell asleep next

on

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

up from the couch and staggered towards