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.

threw my phone angrily on the

was eating cereal and watching TV,

on

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

incoherently and

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

his laptop screen and

Is it that time of

a

lan on the phone," I said with another dramatic

Tristan exchanged

and asked, "Wait, let me

go to a

us a room at the Plaza because I said I wanted to be like

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

what happened? He

Tristan asked.

he’s got

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

I don’t even like her

gag, causing me

them about Ally

always the thorn

time, I was convinced that she was out to ruin

but

to be a good friend for her? She did help him

was the more logical and

should

wasn't gonna

enough is enough.I’m not gonna let this ruin my Christmas," I said, full of resolution

game

there and be the supportive girlfriend

important for lan, then she’s important to

gonna have to spend Christmas taking care of her,

for you, Emmie.That's a very mature

hard.Okay, confession time: lan and I were eight years apart,

I wondered if he thought I was

even though on the inside I was

me.What are you guys’ plans

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

Jersey to meet my parents," Sophie said and she did a little

"That's a big step,"

dad are dying to meet

I said

got some work to do

eyes were glued to

Christmas? Really?" I

happen to be enjoying

life

Sophie commented.

life’s not

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

a real

rolled my eyes at him

girls for now.Too much drama.I'd rather focus on school, actually make something of

can

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

they say, more honey more problems.I like my life

could agree with

if I say I never thought about being

me wrong, I love being in a relationship

I did think that

could travel the world without having to worry about a boyfriend at home

could focus on school and his

too, "I said to Tristan, "And hey, if you get bored, you can always

precious time with your boyfriend? No,

Tristan would definitely rather stay here

felt like a third-wheel.I was the one that insisted

more

was just

third-wheeling

so doting

her lunch every day and feed

I didn’t know about, and they would laugh

three days of that, I gave

Ian go to the hospital by himself and I stayed in his apartment, watching Home Alone, being

Eve and our suite reservation

thing ever, ringing in the New Year together in such a beautiful place...doing...beautiful things

I’ve witnessed the past three

a sexy outfit for tomorrow, but I couldn't

eating Cheetos and a tub of ice cream with

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