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.

my phone angrily on the

was eating cereal

working on

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

groaned incoherently and staggered towards the

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

up from his laptop screen and watched me

you? Is it that time

tried to crack a joke, but I wasn't

talked to lan on the phone," I said with another dramatic

and Tristan exchanged a

then turned to me and asked, "Wait,

were supposed to go to a Van Gogh

at the Plaza because I said I wanted to

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

He

Tristan asked.

he’s got

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

don’t even

causing me

them

always the thorn on

a time, I was convinced that she was

but Tristan brought up

for her? She did help him start the gallery, which is

logical and mature out of all

I should

being petty wasn't gonna get me

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

your game

and be the supportive girlfriend that

lan, then she’s important to me

care of her, I'll be right

for you, Emmie.That's a very

hard.Okay, confession time: lan and I were

he

tended to overcompensate and act mature, even though on the inside I was petty

about me.What are you guys’ plans

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

my parents," Sophie said and she

"That's a big step,"

dad are dying to

I said to

some work to do for the

were glued to that laptop

Christmas? Really?" I

happen to

to get yourself a girlfriend.Your life is so sad, I'm depressed just

Sophie commented.

up, my life’s not that bad," He shushed

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

a real

eyes at him and he

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

can do

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

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

could agree

lying if I say I never thought

get me wrong, I love being in a relationship with

did think that being

she could travel the world without having to worry about a

here could focus on school and

to Tristan, "And hey, if

with your boyfriend? No, but thanks for the offer though," he

rather stay here than be a third-wheel with me and

felt like a third-wheel.I was the one that insisted to go with lan to

more time with

was

was third-wheeling

so

would bring her lunch every day and feed her when she

these inside jokes that I didn’t know about, and they would

of that, I

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

Year's Eve

ringing in the New Year together in such a beautiful place...doing...beautiful things with

the past three days, the romance bone in

legs or picking out a sexy outfit

the night watching TV and eating Cheetos and a tub of ice

you heard that

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