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.

distance between us and there was nothing else

that I

me, sure

couldn't see it and I

wanted now was to get

him to realize that what he was doing to me was hurting

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

how I spent my birthday

door, I was expecting to find the room dark and

I heard the sound

walked inside and saw Tristan sitting

"Tristan?"I gaped.

looked shocked

were both shocked to see each

doing here? I thought you and Sophie are coming

What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be

talk about it,"I sighed dramatically and joined

my head back and groaned

I came early because the apartment's empty and I like the

the laptop on the coffee

was doing a lot of writing

"Oh,"

and I got up to my

I’m not gonna bother

said and he pulled on my

You wanna talk about

knew, I burst out crying into his shoulder,

never showed up..."I

even call...and it's supposed to be

linked his arms around me and cooed me gently as

been in the back seat all summer long, but that’s okay, because he’s working towards

York City if he didn’t even have

mess.Tristan grabbed the box of tissues on

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

blowing my nose so gracefully

"Who's Ally?"he asked.

together

are you saying? You think

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

happened? He never showed up for the dinner and he didn’t call you, so

lip and nodded

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 on the phone

to him all

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

sad smile and

really sucks.Sorry you had a shitty birthday and a shitty summer.You

and took me on a road

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

seventeenth birthday, we took a road trip to Princeton and he inspired me to apply to Ivy League

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

lot of

know what else

hear all my sob story.I

document for the past hour, not doing anything.I need

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

the clock, and the time showed

technically your

"How?"

I stifled a laugh.

up his face as he

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

"You got beer?"I questioned.

helped me

night were those stupid mocktails

help

I nodded my head vigorously at him and said, "Yes

ended up drinking throughout the

we used our matching onesie

I had fallen asleep on the couch and Tristan fell asleep

on the door got

"Who is that?"I croaked.

"I don't know,"Tristan replied.

relief, he got up from the couch