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 there was nothing else to

simple truth was that I didn’t matter

me, sure

couldn't see it

now

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

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

how I spent my

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

were on and I heard the sound of

walked inside and saw Tristan sitting on the

"Tristan?"I gaped.

looked shocked to see

to

you and

Aren't you supposed to be

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

groaned in exhaustion.It had

and I like the silence.Helps

gesturing to the laptop on the

was doing a lot of writing because he worked in

"Oh,"

got up to my

gonna

he pulled on my hand, motioning for

You wanna talk about it?"Tristan knew

anymore.The next thing I knew, I burst out

never showed up..."I

for him...he didn’t even call...and it's supposed to be my

around me and cooed me gently as

seat all summer long, but that’s okay, because he’s working towards his dreams and I didn’t wanna get in the way

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

the box of tissues on the table

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

blowing my

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

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

you saying? You think

images of Ian and Ally filled my head

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

bit my lip and nodded my head

night before that too.We barely have any time together, and even we're together, he’d always be on the phone with

said anything to him all

by now things will get better, but it never does.Even though I was with him every day, I still

a sad smile and

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

boyfriend ever.Last year for my birthday, he drove for hours and took me on a road trip.I

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

took a road trip to Princeton

graduation day and for my eighteenth birthday, he

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

I don’t know

all my sob story.I

been looking at that word document for the past hour, not doing

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

the clock, and the

still technically

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

as he got up and headed to

back with a six pack of

"You got beer?"I questioned.

me write

night were those stupid mocktails and

could use some booze, especially to help me

head vigorously at him

I ended up drinking throughout the

of Law and Order on TV and we used

was about 1.30 AM in the morning and I had fallen asleep on the couch and Tristan fell asleep next to me, when

the pounding on the door

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

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