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.

was no distance between us and

that I

me, sure he

couldn't see it and

all I wanted now was to get

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

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

I spent my

was expecting

I

and saw Tristan sitting

"Tristan?"I gaped.

looked shocked

were both shocked to see each

thought you

What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in the city

wanna talk about it,"I sighed dramatically and joined him on the

back and groaned in

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

gesturing to the laptop on the coffee

of writing because he worked in the school

"Oh,"

and I got

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

my

wanna talk about it?"Tristan knew

knew, I burst out crying into his

showed

for him...he didn’t even call...and it's

gently as he said, "That really sucks.I'm so sorry,

summer long, but that’s okay, because he’s

"But why would he even bring me out to New York City if he didn’t even have the time to

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

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

my nose

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

together back in high school,"I replied, and

think he’s cheating on you

know...I don't think so...God, I hope not!" images of Ian and Ally filled

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

lip and nodded my head

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

said anything to

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,

a sad smile and

shitty birthday and a shitty summer.You deserve so much

drove for hours and took me on a road trip.I don’t know what happened to us now and why we're so distant from each other,"I

us.My sixteenth birthday was the first time I met

we took a road trip to Princeton and he inspired me to apply to Ivy

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

I had a lot of expectations and they were all crushed in

know what else to say,"Tristan

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 myself

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

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

his head to see the clock, and the time

still technically your birthday,

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

crept up his face as he got up and headed to

of beer.He lifted them up in the air

"You got beer?"I questioned.

helped me write better,"he

had all night were

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

head vigorously at

up drinking

Order on TV and we used our matching onesie

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

the pounding on the

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

got up from the couch