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

simple truth was that

loves me, sure

moment, I couldn't see it and

now was to get

him to realize that what he was doing to me

Philly late that night.I took

I spent my

door, I was expecting to find the room dark

were on and I heard the

walked inside and saw Tristan sitting

"Tristan?"I gaped.

looked shocked to

shocked to see each other

are you doing here? I thought you

you doing here? Aren't you supposed to

story, I don't wanna talk about it,"I sighed dramatically and joined him on the

trashed my head back and groaned in exhaustion.It had

empty and I like the silence.Helps me

to the laptop

a lot of writing

"Oh,"

and I got up to my

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

he pulled on my hand, motioning for

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

couldn't hold it anymore.The next thing I knew, I burst out crying into his shoulder, snorting like

showed up..."I

call...and it's supposed to be

around me and cooed me gently as he said, "That

because he’s working towards his dreams and I didn’t wanna get in the

New York City if he didn’t even have the time to spend with me.Why bother making a reservation for something he won't even show up

was a snorting and crying mess.Tristan grabbed the box of

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

blowing my

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

friends, but they used to have a thing together back in high school,"I replied, and I rolled my

are you saying? You think

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

never showed up for the dinner and

my lip and nodded my head

barely have any time

you never said anything to him

thought by now things will get better, but it never does.Even though

a sad smile

you had a shitty birthday and a shitty summer.You deserve so much better than

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

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

Princeton and he inspired me to

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

birthday, I had a lot

know what else

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

looking at that word document for the past hour, not doing anything.I need a break," he said

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

to see the clock, and the time

since it’s still technically your birthday, wanna

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

face as he

later, he came back with a six pack of beer.He lifted them up in the air

"You got beer?"I questioned.

me write

all night were those

could use some booze, especially to help me forget all

vigorously at him and said, "Yes

ended up

and we used our matching onesie pajamas

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

on the door got

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

my relief, he got up from the couch and staggered towards the