Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

Chapter 83: Home Alone 

EMMA’s POV : 

----- One Month Later - --- - 

I woke up this morning to an alarming text from lan.

lan: Emergency.

Ally’s in the hospital.

Call me ASAP.

I jolted from the bed and quickly called his phone.It rang for a few times before he finally picked up.

"Hey? What’s going on?"I said to the phone.

"It's bad,"he sighed.

"I found her lying unconscious in her apartment last night.I had to bring her to the hospital to get her stomach pumped.She was mixing alcohol and prescription drugs,"

"Oh, no..."I breathed.

"How’s she doing now?"

"She's okay now that they've pumped her insides.But she’s not doing well at all.I'm worried about her,"

"Have you called her parents...or Richard?"

"She explicitly told me not to,"

"So, what can you do?"

"Nothing...I just have to stay with her and make sure she doesn't do anything else stupid,"he scoffed.

"Oh..."

"Yeah..."

Okay, I don’t wanna be a petty bitch, but come on! I know Ally’s going through some hard time, but does she really have to keep doing this to my fiancée? When is this gonna end? It keeps going on and on! Whoa, now.

Slow down there, Emma.

A girl was fighting for her life in the hospital and all I could think about was my relationship.

Those were some very selfish thoughts.

I ended up scolded myself internally for being such an immature brat.

"So, I guess...there’s gonna be a slight change of plans for Christmas?"

I said to him cautiously.

"Yeah, that's also what I wanna talk to you about..."his tone was cautious too.

lan and I had a special rendezvous all planned out for this Christmas.

There was this amazing Van Gogh exhibition at the Met, which was lan’s favorite artist of all time, so I got us tickets for it as his Christmas present.

This year for Christmas, we wanted to give each other the gift of ‘ experiences’ instead of material things.

The Van Gogh exhibition would have been an amazing one full day experience where we could be transported to Paris in the 1880s.

What could be more romantic than that? lan, on the other hand, had booked us the suite room at the Plaza Hotel.

He knew that I grew up watching Home Alone 2 for Christmas, so he wanted to give me the ' Kevin’ package.

We were gonna ride around in a limousine and eat pizza before spending a romantic night together at the hotel suite.

But with just one phone call, all those plans were swirling down the toilet.

"Well, I can always auction off the tickets,"

I sighed as I grabbed the tickets in my hand.

Such a sad reminder of how epic our Christmas would have been.

"Would you mind? I know I’ve done this so many times already..."

"If that’s what you wanna do, it's fine.I understand,"

I tried to sound as casual as possible, hiding away my bitter disappointment.

"But you should still come to New York.We can spend some time together? A night at the Plaza?"

"You think so?"

"Yeah, absolutely.I mean, you still wanna come see me, right?"

"Of course I do,"

"Great.I'll see you this weekend, then?"

"Yeah,"

"I love you, baby girl.Thank you for being so understanding,"

"Sure..."

As soon as I ended the call, I let out the biggest dramatic sigh ever.

angrily on the bed

eating cereal and watching TV, while Tristan was typing on his

working on the school

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

and

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

his laptop screen and watched me

you? Is it that time of

tried to crack a joke,

to lan on the phone," I said with another

Tristan

and asked, "Wait, let

to go to a Van

a room at the Plaza because I

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

what happened? He

Tristan asked.

he’s got this

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

I don’t even like her

to gag, causing

them about

the thorn on my

a time, I was convinced that she

but Tristan brought

really is sick and Ian’s just trying to be a good friend for her? She did help him start the gallery, which is Ian’s dream.He might feel

more logical and mature out of all of

I should listen to

petty wasn't gonna

ruin my Christmas," I said, full of resolution as I sipped a gulp

your game plan?"

just gonna go out there and be the supportive girlfriend

for lan, then

care of her, I'll be right

Emmie.That's

eyes sarcastically.She knew I was trying too hard.Okay, confession time: lan and I were eight years apart,

I wondered if he thought I was a

to overcompensate and act mature, even though

me.What are you guys’

couch next to them, eager to change the subject.The more I thought about it, the more frustrated

Jersey to meet my parents,"

"That's a big step,"

are dying to meet

I said

staying here. I got some

glued to that laptop

Christmas? Really?"

happen to be enjoying

get yourself a girlfriend.Your life is so

Sophie commented.

up, my life’s not that bad," He

then looked up at me and said, "Plus, I already have

a

rolled my eyes at him

now.Too much drama.I'd rather focus on school, actually make something of myself, you know what I

can do both?"Sophie

"Nah, I'm good,"he shrugged.

more honey more problems.I like my life right

agree

I say I never thought about being

get me wrong, I love

think that being single has

example, she could travel the world without having to

could focus on school and

happy for you too, "I said to Tristan, "And hey, if you get bored, you can always take the train

your precious time with your boyfriend? No,

would definitely rather

the one that insisted to go with lan to

I wanted more

was just

third-wheeling on Ian

was so doting on

bring her lunch every day and feed her when she didn't feel like

know about, and they would laugh about things

three days of that,

go to the hospital by himself and I stayed in

New Year's Eve and our suite reservation

the most romantic thing ever, ringing in the New Year

the past three days,

a

Cheetos and a tub

you heard

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