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

simple truth was that I didn’t matter

me, sure he

at the moment, I couldn't see it and I

now was to get

to realize that what he was doing to me was

to Philly late that night.I took a cab to my new apartment and

was how I

apartment door, I was expecting to find the room dark

on and I heard the sound of

saw

"Tristan?"I gaped.

shocked

shocked to see

here? I thought you and Sophie are coming back next

Aren't you supposed to be in the

wanna talk about

back and groaned in exhaustion.It had been

apartment's empty and

to the laptop

of writing because he worked in

"Oh,"

and I got up

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

my hand, motioning for me to sit back

going on? You wanna talk about it?"Tristan

thing I knew, I burst out crying into his shoulder, snorting like

never showed up..."I

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

cooed me gently

long, Tristan.I've been in the back seat all summer long, but that’s okay, because he’s working towards his dreams and

out to New York City if he didn’t

a snorting and crying mess.Tristan grabbed the box of

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

my nose so gracefully into

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

have a thing together back in high

You think he’s

think so...God, I hope not!" images of Ian and Ally filled my head and I shook my head violently, hoping it would

dinner and he didn’t call you, so you got upset and

and nodded my

night before that too.We barely have any time

said anything to him all summer

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

sad smile

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

boyfriend ever.Last year for my birthday, he drove for hours and took me on a road trip.I don’t know

for us.My sixteenth birthday was the

Princeton and he inspired me to apply to

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

on my nineteenth birthday, I had a lot of expectations and they were all crushed

sorry, Emma, I don’t know what else to say,"Tristan sighed

came barging in here and you had to hear all

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

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

and the time showed that

technically

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

face as he

he came back with a six pack of beer.He lifted

"You got beer?"I questioned.

me

night were those stupid mocktails

booze, especially to help me forget all about

I nodded my head vigorously at him

ended up

and Order on TV and we used our matching onesie

was about 1.30 AM in the morning and I had fallen asleep on the couch and Tristan fell

as the pounding on

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

got up from the couch and staggered