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.

on the

were in the living room, Sophie was eating cereal and watching TV, while Tristan was typing on his

working on

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

groaned incoherently and

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

up from his laptop screen and watched

up with you? Is it that time of

to crack a joke, but

I just talked to lan on the phone," I said with

Tristan exchanged

to me and asked, "Wait, let me guess, he

were supposed to go to a

at the Plaza because I said I wanted to be like

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

what happened? He

Tristan asked.

got this

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

her! I don’t even like

to gag, causing me

told them about Ally

was always the thorn on

time, I was convinced that she was

same idea, but Tristan

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

more logical and mature

I should

petty wasn't

this ruin my Christmas," I said, full of resolution

your game plan?"

go out there and be the supportive girlfriend

then she’s important to me

care of her, I'll be right

you, Emmie.That's

I was trying too hard.Okay, confession time: lan and I

I wondered if he thought I was a

tended to overcompensate and act mature, even

about me.What are you guys’

the couch next to them, eager to change

Micah to New Jersey to meet my parents," Sophie said

"That's a big step,"

and dad are dying to

about you?" I

some work to do

eyes were glued to that

Christmas?

to be enjoying

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

Sophie commented.

up, my life’s not that bad," He

me and said, "Plus, I

me, a real

at

drama.I'd rather focus on school, actually

you can do both?"Sophie

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

honey more problems.I like my

could agree

if I say I never

wrong, I love being in

I did think that being single has

the world without having to worry about a

school and his future

to Tristan, "And

boyfriend? No, but thanks for

I thinking? Tristan would definitely rather stay here than be

one that insisted to go with lan to

was there every day, so if I wanted more time with him, I had

it was

third-wheeling

was so

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

that I didn’t know about, and they would laugh

days of that, I

and I stayed in his apartment, watching

the day before New Year's Eve and our suite reservation was for

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

what I’ve witnessed the past three days, the romance bone in me had

legs or picking out a sexy outfit for tomorrow, but

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

heard

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