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

was that I didn’t

loves me, sure

I couldn't see it and I

all I wanted now

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

him.I got back to Philly late that night.I took a cab to my new apartment and hauled my big fat

I spent my

opened the apartment door, I was expecting

I heard the sound of the

walked inside and saw Tristan sitting on the

"Tristan?"I gaped.

looked shocked

were both shocked to see each

I thought you and

to

long story, I don't wanna talk about it,"I

and groaned in exhaustion.It had

and I like the silence.Helps

to the

doing a lot of writing because he worked in the

"Oh,"

mouthed and I got up to

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

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

talk about it?"Tristan knew

I knew, I burst out

showed

didn’t even call...and it's

and cooed me gently as he said, "That really

all summer long, but that’s okay, because he’s working towards

out to New York City if he didn’t even have the time

was a snorting and crying mess.Tristan grabbed the box of tissues

he got bored

blowing my nose

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

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

you saying? You think he’s cheating

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

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

lip and

the dinner.It’s about every day and night before that too.We barely have any time together, and even we're together,

you never said anything to

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

out a sad smile and

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

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

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

Princeton and he inspired me to apply to Ivy

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

a lot of expectations and they were all crushed in just

know what else to

all my sob story.I shouldn't be disturbing you, you’re working," I said as I straightened

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

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

clock, and the time showed that it

it’s still technically your birthday,

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

he got up

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

"You got beer?"I questioned.

helped me write

had all night were those

booze, especially to help me forget all about

head vigorously at him

ended up drinking throughout the

on TV and we used our matching onesie pajamas because they were so comfortable and

and I had fallen asleep on the couch and Tristan

groggily as the pounding on the door

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

from the couch and staggered towards