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 there was nothing else to

was that I didn’t matter

me, sure he

couldn't see it and I couldn't feel

I wanted now was to

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

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

I spent my

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

and I heard the sound of the

inside and saw Tristan

"Tristan?"I gaped.

shocked to see

were both shocked to see

are you doing here? I thought you and Sophie are coming

you supposed to

wanna talk about it,"I sighed dramatically

back and groaned

the apartment's empty and I like the

gesturing to the

a lot of writing because he worked in the school

"Oh,"

got

me, I’m not gonna bother you.I’m just

and he pulled on my hand, motioning for me

wanna talk about it?"Tristan knew

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

never showed up..."I

call...and it's supposed

linked his arms around me and cooed me gently as he said, "That really sucks.I'm so sorry,

Tristan.I've been in the back seat all summer long, but that’s okay, because he’s working towards his dreams

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 he won't

grabbed the box of tissues on the table and handed it

doesn’t love me anymore.I think he got bored with me or something.His priority is the

my rant after blowing my nose so gracefully into the

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

used to have a thing together back in high school,"I replied, and

think he’s cheating

I hope not!" images of Ian and Ally filled my head and I shook my head violently,

for the dinner and he didn’t call you,

and nodded my

that too.We barely have any time together, and

anything to him

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

let out a sad

shitty birthday and a shitty summer.You deserve so

on a road trip.I don’t know what happened to us now and

was the first time I met him at

took a road trip to Princeton and he inspired me to

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

I was, on my nineteenth birthday, I had a lot of expectations and they were

Emma, I don’t know what

in here and you had to hear all

that word document for the past hour, not doing anything.I need a break," he said

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

the clock, and the time showed

technically your

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

crept up his face as he got up and headed to the

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

"You got beer?"I questioned.

helped me write better,"he

night were those stupid mocktails and

to help me forget all about

my head vigorously

up

watched a re-run of Law and Order on TV and we used

the couch and Tristan fell asleep next to me, when a sudden loud knocking woke

on

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

relief, he got up from the couch and