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

me, sure he

the moment, I couldn't see it and

I wanted now was to

petty, but I wanted him to realize that what he was doing to

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

I

opened the apartment door, I was expecting

and I

walked inside and saw Tristan sitting on the

"Tristan?"I gaped.

looked shocked to see

shocked to see each other

here? I thought you and Sophie are coming back next week?"I

you doing here? Aren't you supposed to

talk about it,"I sighed dramatically and joined him on

back and groaned in exhaustion.It had been a long

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

the laptop on the coffee

doing a lot of writing

"Oh,"

got up to

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

on my hand, motioning for me to

talk about

I knew, I burst out crying into his

never showed

didn’t even call...and it's supposed

arms around me and cooed me gently as

seat all summer long, but that’s okay, because he’s

would he even bring me out to New York City if he didn’t even have the

the box of tissues on the table

think he got bored with me or something.His priority is the gallery and this

my rant after blowing my nose so gracefully

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

have a thing together

are you saying? You think he’s cheating on you with

know...I don't think so...God, I hope not!" images of Ian and Ally filled my head and I shook my head

for the dinner and he didn’t

and

have any

never said anything to

in the way ..but...I can’t do it anymore.I thought by now things will get better, but it never

out a sad

shitty birthday and a shitty summer.You deserve

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

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

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

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

had a lot

I don’t know what

to hear all my sob story.I shouldn't be disturbing you, you’re working," I said

not disturbing me at all.I've been looking at that word document for the past hour, not doing anything.I need a

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

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

since it’s still technically your

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

crept up his face as he got

pack of

"You got beer?"I questioned.

helped me

I had all night were those stupid mocktails and sparkling

help me

nodded my head vigorously at him and said, "Yes

and I ended up drinking throughout the

watched a re-run of Law and Order on TV and we used our matching onesie pajamas because

the morning and I had fallen asleep on the couch and Tristan fell asleep next to me, when a

groaned groggily as the pounding on the door

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

my relief, he got up from the