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.

and there was nothing else to

simple truth was that

me, sure

see it and I

I wanted now was to get

him to realize that what he was doing to me was hurting

back to Philly late that night.I took a cab to my new apartment and hauled my big fat suitcase up three flights of

how I

door, I was expecting to

on and I heard the

walked inside and saw Tristan sitting

"Tristan?"I gaped.

looked shocked to see

were both shocked to

here? I thought you and Sophie

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

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

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

apartment's empty and I like the

to the

writing

"Oh,"

and I got up to

gonna bother you.I’m just gonna get

and he pulled on my hand, motioning for me to

talk about it?"Tristan knew something was

couldn't hold it anymore.The next thing I knew, I burst

showed

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

me gently as he said, "That really

Tristan.I've been in the back seat all summer long, but that’s okay, because he’s working towards his dreams and I didn’t wanna get

catch my breath in between sobs, "But why 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 for something

mess.Tristan grabbed the box

think? I think he doesn’t love me anymore.I think he got bored with

blowing my nose

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

one of his best friends, but they used to have a thing together

think

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

the dinner and he didn’t call you, so you

lip and

not just about the dinner.It’s about every day and night before that too.We barely have any time together, and even we're together, he’d always be on the phone

to him all

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

let out a sad smile and

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

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

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

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

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

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

know what

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

me at all.I've been looking at that word document for the past hour,

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

see the clock, and the

it’s still technically

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

face as he got up and headed

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

"You got beer?"I questioned.

me

had all night were those stupid

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

head vigorously at him and

up drinking

re-run of Law and Order on TV and we used our matching onesie pajamas because

morning and I had fallen asleep on the couch and Tristan fell asleep next

pounding on the door

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

he got up from the couch and staggered towards