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

that I didn’t matter

loves me,

at the moment, I couldn't see it and

all I wanted now

petty, but I wanted him to realize that

that night.I took a cab

was how I spent my birthday

apartment door, I was expecting to

on and I heard

inside and saw Tristan sitting on the

"Tristan?"I gaped.

looked shocked to

shocked to see each

you doing here? I thought you and Sophie are coming back

you supposed to be in the city

a long story, I don't wanna talk about it,"I sighed dramatically and joined

back and groaned in exhaustion.It had

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

gesturing to the laptop on the

a lot of writing because he worked in the school

"Oh,"

mouthed and I got up to my

gonna bother you.I’m just

on my hand, motioning for

on? You wanna talk about

couldn't hold it anymore.The next thing I knew, I burst out crying

showed

even call...and it's supposed to be

and cooed me gently as he said, "That really sucks.I'm

back seat all summer long, but that’s okay, because he’s working towards his dreams

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 me.Why bother making a

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

what I think? I think he doesn’t love me anymore.I think he got bored with me or something.His priority is the gallery

rant after blowing my nose so gracefully into the

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

thing together back in high school,"I replied, and I rolled my eyes

saying? You think he’s cheating on

Ally filled my head and I shook my head violently, hoping it

and he didn’t call you, so

bit my lip and nodded my head

about every day and night before that too.We barely have any

to him all

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 was with him every day,

let out a sad smile and

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

thing for us.My sixteenth birthday was the first time I met him at that

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

for my eighteenth birthday, he

on my nineteenth birthday, I had a lot of

know what else

all my sob story.I

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

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

see the clock, and the time

still technically your

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

crept up his face as he got up and

a six pack of beer.He lifted them up in the air

"You got beer?"I questioned.

me write better,"he

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

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

my head vigorously at him

I ended up drinking

and we

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

on

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

got up from the couch and staggered towards