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

that I didn’t matter

loves me, sure

moment, I couldn't see it and

now was

being 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 cab to my new apartment and hauled my big fat suitcase up

was how I spent my

I opened the apartment door, I was

I

inside and saw Tristan

"Tristan?"I gaped.

looked shocked

were both shocked to

you doing here? I thought you and Sophie are coming back

here? Aren't you supposed to be in

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

and groaned in exhaustion.It had been

the apartment's empty and I like

to the laptop on

was doing a lot of writing because he worked in

"Oh,"

mouthed and I got up

I’m not gonna bother you.I’m

he pulled on my hand, motioning for me to sit back

talk about it?"Tristan knew something was

anymore.The next thing I knew, I burst out crying

never showed

didn’t even call...and

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

Tristan.I've been in the back seat all summer long, but that’s okay, because he’s working towards his

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 with me.Why bother making a reservation for something he won't

box of tissues on the table and handed

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

blowing my nose so gracefully into

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

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

You think he’s

I hope not!" images of Ian and Ally filled my head and I shook my head violently, hoping it would go

for the dinner and he didn’t call you, so you got upset and you

my lip and

just about 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 be

you never said anything to him all summer

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

sad smile

really sucks.Sorry you had a shitty birthday and

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

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

we took a road trip to Princeton and he inspired me

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

was, on my nineteenth birthday, I had a lot of expectations and they were all crushed in

sorry, Emma, I don’t know what else

fault.I’m sorry I came barging in here and you had to hear all my sob story.I shouldn't be disturbing you, you’re working," I said as I straightened myself

you’re not disturbing me at all.I've been looking at that word document for the

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

head to see the clock, and the time showed that it was 11:45

still technically your birthday,

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

smirk crept up his face as he got up

of beer.He lifted them up

"You got beer?"I questioned.

me

night were

especially to help me

I nodded my head vigorously at

ended up drinking throughout

and we used our matching onesie pajamas

1.30 AM in the morning and I had fallen asleep on the couch and Tristan fell asleep next to me, when a sudden loud knocking woke us

pounding on the door got louder and

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

relief, he got up from the couch