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 else

that I didn’t

loves me, sure he

at the moment, I couldn't see

wanted now was to get

I wanted him to realize that what he was

as I was missing him.I got back to Philly late that night.I took a cab to my new apartment and hauled my

how I spent my

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

and I heard the sound of the

walked inside and saw

"Tristan?"I gaped.

shocked

were both shocked to see each other

thought you

Aren't you supposed to be

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

trashed my head back and groaned in exhaustion.It had been a

the apartment's empty and I like

said, gesturing to the

writing because

"Oh,"

I got

not gonna bother you.I’m just gonna

wait,"he said and he pulled on my hand,

talk

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

never showed up..."I

him...he didn’t even call...and it's

arms around me and cooed me gently

back seat all summer long, but that’s okay, because he’s working towards his dreams and I didn’t

paused to catch my breath in between sobs, "But why would he even bring me out to New York City if he didn’t

the box

anymore.I think he got

rant after blowing my nose so gracefully into

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

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

saying? You think he’s cheating on

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

He never showed up for the dinner and

bit my lip and nodded

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

never said anything to

kept quiet because I 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, I still

out a sad smile

and a shitty summer.You deserve so much better than

for hours and took me on a road trip.I don’t know what happened to us now and why we're

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

Princeton and he inspired me to apply to Ivy League

for my eighteenth birthday, he

I had a lot of expectations and

I don’t know what else

sorry I came barging in here and you had to hear all my sob story.I shouldn't be disturbing you,

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

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

the clock, and the time showed that it

it’s still technically your birthday,

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

he got up and

back with a six pack of

"You got beer?"I questioned.

me

night were those stupid mocktails and sparkling

help me

my head vigorously at

and I ended up drinking throughout the

Law and Order on TV and we

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

the pounding on the door got

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

relief, he got up from the couch and staggered