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.

distance between us and there was

was that I didn’t

loves me,

see it and

now

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

miss me, just as much as I was missing him.I got back to Philly late that night.I

how I spent my

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

on and I heard the sound

inside and saw Tristan sitting on

"Tristan?"I gaped.

looked shocked to see

to see

you and Sophie are coming back

to be in the

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

groaned in exhaustion.It had been a

early because the apartment's empty and

said, gesturing to the

writing because he worked in

"Oh,"

and I got up to my

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

my hand, motioning for

wanna talk about it?"Tristan knew

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

showed up..."I

even call...and it's supposed to

linked his arms around me and cooed me gently as he said,

because he’s working towards

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 reservation

crying mess.Tristan grabbed the box of tissues on the table

doesn’t love me anymore.I think he got bored with me or something.His priority

after blowing my nose

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

they used to have a thing together back in high school,"I replied, and I rolled my eyes for added dramatic

You think he’s

Ian and Ally filled my

never showed up for the dinner and he didn’t call you, so you got upset and

my lip and

any time together, and even

anything to him all

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

sad smile and said,

really sucks.Sorry you had a shitty birthday and a shitty summer.You deserve so much

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

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

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

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

nineteenth birthday, I had a lot of

don’t know what else to

I came barging in here and you had to hear all my sob story.I shouldn't be disturbing you, you’re working," I said as I straightened

at all.I've been looking at that word document

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

head to see the clock, and the time showed that it

it’s still technically

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

he got up

back with a six pack of beer.He lifted

"You got beer?"I questioned.

me write

night were those

especially to help me forget

head vigorously at

I ended up drinking throughout

and Order on TV and we

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

pounding on the door got

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

got up from the couch