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 nothing else

truth was that I didn’t

me, sure he

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

wanted now was

I wanted him to realize that

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

I spent

the apartment door, I was expecting

and I

saw Tristan sitting

"Tristan?"I gaped.

looked shocked to

were both shocked to see each other

doing here? I thought you and Sophie are coming

to be in

about it,"I sighed dramatically

groaned in exhaustion.It

apartment's empty and I like the silence.Helps

gesturing to the

was doing a lot of writing

"Oh,"

got up

worry about me, I’m not gonna bother you.I’m just

pulled on my

on? You wanna talk about it?"Tristan

knew, I burst out crying into his

never showed

even call...and it's supposed to

arms around me and cooed me gently as he

that’s okay, because he’s working towards his dreams and I

out to New York City if he didn’t even have the time to spend with me.Why

box of tissues

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

blowing my nose

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

to have a thing together back

saying? You think he’s cheating

not!" images of Ian and Ally filled

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

lip and nodded

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

never said anything to him all summer long?"he

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, I still

out a sad smile and said,

had a shitty birthday and a shitty summer.You deserve

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

was always a special thing for us.My sixteenth birthday was the first time

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

for my eighteenth birthday, he drove us

nineteenth birthday, I had a lot of expectations and they were all crushed in just one

I don’t know

in here and you had to hear all my sob story.I shouldn't be disturbing you, you’re

that word document for the past hour, not doing anything.I need a

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

turned his head to see the clock, and the time showed that

technically your birthday, wanna

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

up his face as he got up

later, he came back with a six pack of beer.He lifted

"You got beer?"I questioned.

me

were those

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

nodded my head vigorously at him and said,

and I ended up drinking throughout

we used our matching onesie

about 1.30 AM in the morning and I had fallen asleep on the couch and Tristan fell asleep next to me,

groggily as the pounding on the door got louder

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

my relief, he got up from the couch and