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.

no distance between us and

simple truth was that I

loves me, sure he

couldn't see it

all I wanted now was

him to realize that

miss me, just as much as I was missing him.I got back to Philly late that night.I

I spent

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

I heard the sound of the

and saw Tristan sitting on the

"Tristan?"I gaped.

shocked to

to

are you doing here? I thought you

to be in the city with your boyfriend?"he asked

talk about it,"I sighed dramatically

back and groaned in exhaustion.It had

apartment's empty and I like the

the

a lot of writing because he worked in the school

"Oh,"

and I got

about me, I’m not gonna bother you.I’m

said and he pulled on my hand,

on? You wanna talk about it?"Tristan knew

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

never showed

waited for him...he didn’t even call...and it's supposed to be my

cooed me gently as he said, "That

back seat all summer long, but that’s okay, because he’s working towards his dreams

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 even show

was a snorting and crying mess.Tristan grabbed the box of tissues on the table and handed it to

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

rant after blowing my nose so gracefully into the tissue

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

have a thing together back

you saying? You think he’s cheating on

Ian and Ally filled my head and I shook my head

never showed up for the dinner and he didn’t call you, so you got upset

and nodded my

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

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

out a sad

you had a shitty birthday and

boyfriend ever.Last year for my birthday, he 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

sixteenth birthday was the first time I met him at that bar in

a road trip to Princeton and he inspired

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

a lot of expectations

I don’t know what else to say,"Tristan sighed

here and you had to hear all my sob story.I shouldn't be disturbing you, you’re working," I

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

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

his head to see the clock, and

since it’s still technically your

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

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

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

"You got beer?"I questioned.

helped me

had all night were those stupid

some booze, especially to help me forget all about this

head vigorously at him and

up drinking throughout

we used our matching onesie pajamas because they

was about 1.30 AM in the morning and I had fallen asleep on the couch and Tristan fell asleep

pounding on the door got louder and

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

got up from the couch and staggered