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

was that I didn’t

loves me, sure he

couldn't see

wanted now

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

to Philly late that night.I took a cab to my new apartment and hauled my big fat suitcase up three flights

how I spent

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

were on and I heard the sound of the

walked inside and saw

"Tristan?"I gaped.

looked shocked

shocked to

I thought you and Sophie

What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be

talk about it,"I sighed

trashed my head back and groaned in

empty and I like the silence.Helps me get my

said, gesturing to the laptop on the

lot of writing because

"Oh,"

got up

not gonna bother

pulled on my

wanna talk about it?"Tristan knew something

anymore.The next thing I knew, I burst out crying into his shoulder, snorting like a sad

never showed

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

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

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 in the way

paused to catch my breath in between sobs, "But why would he even bring me out to New York City if he didn’t even have the time to spend

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

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

blowing my nose so gracefully into the

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

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

you saying? You think he’s cheating on

Ally filled my head and I shook

up for the dinner and he didn’t

my lip and nodded my

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

never said anything to him

get in the way ..but...I can’t do it anymore.I thought by now things will get better, but it never

let out a sad smile

and a shitty summer.You deserve so much better

the best boyfriend ever.Last year 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

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

birthday, we took a road trip to Princeton and

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

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

Emma, I don’t know what else to

hear all my sob story.I shouldn't be disturbing you, you’re working," I said as I straightened

looking at that word document for

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

to see the clock, and the time showed that

still technically your birthday,

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

as he got up and headed to the

of

"You got beer?"I questioned.

helped me write

some?"All I had all night were those stupid

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

nodded my head vigorously at

ended up drinking

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

I had fallen asleep on the couch and

pounding on

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

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