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.

between us and there was nothing else

simple truth was that I didn’t matter

me, sure he

couldn't see

I wanted now was to get

him to realize that what he was

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

was how I spent my

apartment door, I was expecting to find the

the lights were on and I heard the sound

saw Tristan sitting on the

"Tristan?"I gaped.

looked shocked

were both shocked to see

are you doing here? I thought you

to be in the city with

wanna talk about it,"I sighed dramatically

back and groaned in exhaustion.It had

apartment's empty and I like the silence.Helps me

the laptop on the

lot of writing

"Oh,"

I got up

not gonna bother you.I’m just

my hand, motioning for

on? You wanna talk about it?"Tristan knew something was

thing I knew, I burst out crying into his

never showed up..."I

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

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

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

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

snorting and crying mess.Tristan grabbed the box of tissues on the table and handed it to

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

my nose so

"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 saying? You think

think so...God, I hope not!" images of Ian and Ally filled my

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

and nodded my head

every day and night before that too.We barely have any time

never said anything to him all summer

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 smile and

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

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

sixteenth birthday was the first time I met him at that bar in

my seventeenth birthday, we took a road trip to Princeton and he inspired me to apply to Ivy League

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

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

know

your fault.I’m sorry I came barging in here and you had to hear all my sob story.I shouldn't

document for the

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

to see the clock, and the time

technically your

"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.

helped me write better,"he

were

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

I nodded my head vigorously at

I ended up drinking

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

couch and Tristan fell asleep next to me, when a sudden

groggily as the pounding on the door got

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

he got up from the couch and