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 and walked

Sophie was eating cereal and watching TV, while Tristan

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.

from his laptop screen

up with you? Is it

tried to crack a joke,

lan on the phone," I said with

Tristan exchanged

asked, "Wait,

were supposed to go to

because I said I wanted

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

He

Tristan asked.

got

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

her! I don’t even

to gag, causing

told them about

was always the thorn on

time, I was convinced that she was out to ruin my relationship with

had the same idea, but Tristan brought up an

she 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

was the more logical and mature

decided I should listen

wasn't

gonna let this ruin my Christmas," I said, full of

your game plan?"

out there and be the supportive girlfriend

important for lan, then she’s important

to spend Christmas taking care of her, I'll be

Emmie.That's a very

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

I wondered if he thought I was a

act mature, even though

are you guys’ plans for

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

to meet my parents," Sophie

"That's a big step,"

and dad are

I

staying here. I got some work to do

glued

Christmas? Really?"

happen to

girlfriend.Your life is

Sophie commented.

my life’s not that

at me and said, "Plus, I

a real

my eyes at

school, actually make something of myself,

can do both?"Sophie

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

you know what they say, more honey more problems.I like my life

could agree

I say I never

me wrong, I love

sometimes I did think that being

without having to worry about a boyfriend at home or long distance

could focus on school and his

"And hey, if you get bored, you can always take the train

precious time with your boyfriend? No, but thanks for

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

that

day, so if I wanted more

it was

felt like I was third-wheeling

was so

day and feed her when she didn't feel

that I didn’t know about, and they would laugh about things as I sat there, scratching my

days of that, I

I stayed in his apartment,

day before New Year's Eve and

to be the most romantic thing ever, ringing in the New Year together in such

the past three days,

my legs or picking out a sexy outfit for tomorrow, but I couldn't

Cheetos and a tub of ice cream

you heard that

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