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.

us and there

was that

me, sure he

the moment, I couldn't see it and I

I wanted now was to

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

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

I spent my

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

the lights were on and I heard the sound

saw Tristan

"Tristan?"I gaped.

looked shocked to see

shocked to see each other

I thought you and Sophie

you supposed to be in the city with your boyfriend?"he

wanna talk about it,"I sighed

my head back and groaned in exhaustion.It had been

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

to the laptop

doing a lot of writing

"Oh,"

mouthed and I got up to my

worry about me, I’m not gonna bother

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

going on? You wanna talk about it?"Tristan knew something was

I burst out crying into his shoulder, snorting

showed

didn’t even call...and it's supposed to be my

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

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

even bring me out to New York City if he didn’t even have the time to spend with me.Why bother making a

mess.Tristan grabbed the box of tissues on the table and handed

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

continued my rant after blowing my nose so gracefully into the tissue

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

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

You think he’s cheating on you

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

the dinner and he didn’t

lip and

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

you never said anything to him all summer

wanna get in the way ..but...I can’t do it anymore.I thought by now things will

let out a sad smile and

birthday and a

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

thing for us.My sixteenth birthday was the first time I met him

a road trip to Princeton and

my graduation day and for my eighteenth birthday, he drove

I was, on my nineteenth birthday, I had a lot of expectations and they were all crushed in just

sorry, Emma, I don’t know what else to

all my

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

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

turned his head to see the clock, and the time

it’s still technically

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

up his face as he got up

of beer.He lifted them up in the

"You got beer?"I questioned.

me write

some?"All I had all night were

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

I nodded my head vigorously at him and said,

I ended up

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

and I had fallen asleep on the couch and Tristan fell asleep next to me, when a sudden loud knocking woke us

on

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

my relief, he got up from the couch