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 there was

truth was that I didn’t matter

me,

at the moment, I couldn't see it and I

I wanted now

wanted him to realize

late that night.I took a cab to my new

was how I spent

was expecting to

and I heard

inside and saw

"Tristan?"I gaped.

shocked to

shocked to see each

thought you and

doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in the city with your boyfriend?"he asked

wanna talk about it,"I sighed

trashed my head back and groaned in exhaustion.It had been a

empty and I like the silence.Helps me get my

the laptop

writing because he

"Oh,"

got up to

gonna bother

on my hand, motioning for

wanna talk about it?"Tristan

hold it anymore.The next thing I knew, I burst out crying into his shoulder, snorting

showed up..."I

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

around me and cooed me gently as he said,

summer long, 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

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

and crying mess.Tristan grabbed the box of tissues on

love me anymore.I think he got bored

continued my rant after blowing my nose

"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 dramatic

saying? You think he’s

Ian and Ally filled my

He never showed up for the dinner and he didn’t call you, so you got

lip and

barely have any time together,

never said anything to him all summer

by now things will get better, but it

let out a sad smile and

shitty birthday and a

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

birthday was the first time I met him at that bar

Princeton and he inspired me to apply

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

I had a lot of expectations and they

sorry, Emma, I don’t know

had to hear all

document for the past hour, not doing anything.I need a break,"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

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

since it’s still technically

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

as he got up and

six pack of beer.He

"You got beer?"I questioned.

me write

some?"All I had all night were those stupid mocktails

to help me forget all about this stupid

head vigorously at him

ended up

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

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

groggily as the pounding on

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

my relief, he got up from the couch and