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

was that I

me,

see

all I wanted now

wanted him to realize that what he was doing to me was hurting

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

was how I

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

and I heard the

inside and saw Tristan sitting on

"Tristan?"I gaped.

shocked to see

shocked to see each other

thought you and

you supposed to be in the city with your boyfriend?"he

wanna talk about it,"I

my head back and groaned in

came early because the apartment's empty and I like the silence.Helps me get my

gesturing to the laptop

of writing because he worked in the

"Oh,"

and I got up to my

gonna bother you.I’m just gonna

on my hand, motioning for me to sit

wanna talk about

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

never showed

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

and cooed me gently as he said, "That

okay, because he’s working towards his dreams and I didn’t wanna

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

mess.Tristan grabbed the box of tissues on

me anymore.I think he got bored with me or something.His priority is the

continued my rant after blowing my nose so gracefully into the

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

to have a thing together back

You think he’s cheating on

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

what happened? He never showed up for the dinner and he didn’t call

bit my lip and nodded

have any time together, and even we're together, he’d always be on the phone

said anything to him all summer long?"he

kept quiet because I didn’t wanna get in the way ..but...I can’t do it anymore.I thought by now things will get better, but it never does.Even though I

a sad smile and

you had a shitty birthday and a shitty summer.You deserve so

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 we're so distant from

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

Princeton and he inspired me to apply to Ivy League

he drove us

birthday, I had a lot of expectations and they were

don’t know what else to

to hear all my sob story.I shouldn't be disturbing you,

document for the past hour,

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

see the clock, and the time showed that it

since it’s still technically

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

up his face as he

pack of

"You got beer?"I questioned.

helped me

all night were those stupid mocktails

booze, especially to help me forget all

I nodded my head vigorously at him and

up drinking

on TV and we used our matching onesie pajamas because they

had fallen asleep on the couch and Tristan fell

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 staggered