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.

was no distance between us and there

was that

loves me,

couldn't see it and I

I wanted now

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

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

how I spent my

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

and I heard the sound of

and saw

"Tristan?"I gaped.

shocked to

shocked to

you and Sophie are

you supposed to be in the city with

a long story, I don't wanna talk about it,"I sighed

my head back and groaned in

apartment's empty and I

said, gesturing to the

of writing because he worked in the

"Oh,"

mouthed and I got up to

not gonna bother you.I’m just gonna

pulled on my hand, motioning

talk about

I knew, I burst out crying into his shoulder, snorting like a sad

showed

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

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

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

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

a snorting and crying mess.Tristan grabbed the box of tissues on the table and

know what I think? I think he doesn’t love me anymore.I think he got bored with me or something.His priority

my nose so gracefully into the tissue

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

have a thing together back in high school,"I replied, and I rolled my eyes for

you saying? You think

Ally filled

the dinner and he didn’t call you, so

lip and

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

said anything to him all

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 with him every day,

out a sad

birthday and a shitty summer.You deserve

the best boyfriend ever.Last year for my 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

to Princeton

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

birthday, I had a lot of

know what else

here and you had to hear all my sob

at that word document for the past

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

his head to see the clock, and the time showed that it was

it’s still technically your birthday,

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

smirk crept up his face as he got

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

"You got beer?"I questioned.

me

were those

some booze, especially to help me

my head vigorously at him and said, "Yes

I ended up drinking

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

couch and Tristan

as the pounding on the door got louder and

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

he got up from the couch and