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

was that I didn’t matter

me, sure he

see it and

I wanted now was to get

but I wanted him to realize that what he was

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

I spent

the apartment door, I was expecting

were on and I heard the

walked inside and saw Tristan sitting on

"Tristan?"I gaped.

shocked

to see

doing here? I thought you and Sophie are coming back next week?"I

you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in the city with your boyfriend?"he asked

about it,"I sighed dramatically and joined him on

trashed my head back and groaned in exhaustion.It

apartment's empty and I like the silence.Helps me

gesturing to the

lot of writing because he worked in the school

"Oh,"

and I got up to

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

said and he pulled on my hand, motioning for me

on? You wanna talk about it?"Tristan knew

couldn't hold it anymore.The next thing I knew, I burst out crying into his shoulder, snorting like a sad ugly

showed

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

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

summer long, but that’s okay, because he’s working towards his dreams and I didn’t wanna

City if he didn’t even have the time to spend with me.Why bother making

and crying mess.Tristan grabbed the box

he got bored with me or something.His priority

rant after blowing my nose so gracefully into the

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

best friends, but they used to have a thing together back

saying? You think he’s cheating on you with

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

up for the dinner and he didn’t

and

any time

said anything to him

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

out a sad smile and

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

and took me on a road trip.I don’t know what

always a special thing for us.My sixteenth birthday was the first time I

seventeenth birthday, we took a road trip to Princeton

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

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

I don’t know

fault.I’m sorry I came barging in here and you had to hear all my sob

been looking at that word document for the past hour,

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

his head to see the clock, and

technically your

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

face as he got up and

pack of beer.He lifted them up in the air and

"You got beer?"I questioned.

me write better,"he

were those

to help me forget all about

vigorously at him and said,

up

a re-run of Law and Order on TV and we used our matching onesie pajamas because they were so comfortable

AM in the morning and I had fallen asleep on the couch and

groaned groggily as the pounding on

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

my relief, he got up from the couch and staggered towards