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 bed and

was eating cereal and watching TV, while Tristan was

working on the school

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

and staggered

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

looked up from his laptop screen and watched me

you? Is it that time of the

tried to crack a joke, but I

on the phone," I said with another dramatic

Tristan exchanged a

"Wait, let me guess, he bailed on

were supposed to go to a

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

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

what happened? He has to

Tristan asked.

got

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

I don’t even like her

gag, causing

them

always the

a time, I was convinced that she was out to ruin

idea, but Tristan brought up

Ian’s just trying to be a good friend for her? She did help him

was the more logical and mature out of all

I should

petty wasn't gonna get me

let this ruin my Christmas," I

your game

there and be the supportive girlfriend that

for lan, then

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

for you, Emmie.That's

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

I wondered if he thought I was a

and act mature, even though on the inside

are you

change the subject.The more I thought about it,

to New Jersey to meet my parents," Sophie said and she

"That's a big step,"

dad are dying

you?" I said to

got some work to do

eyes were glued

through Christmas? Really?" I

happen to be

need to get yourself a girlfriend.Your life is so sad,

Sophie commented.

my life’s not that bad," He shushed

looked up at me and said, "Plus,

a real

at

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.

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

could agree with

I say

me wrong, I love being in a relationship

sometimes I did think that

world without having to worry about

could focus on school and his future

said to Tristan, "And hey,

with your boyfriend? No, but thanks

was I thinking? Tristan would definitely rather

was the one that

day, so if I wanted more time with him, I had to be

it was just

I was third-wheeling on Ian and

was so doting on

day and feed her when

I didn’t know about, and they would laugh about things as I sat

days of that,

to the hospital by himself and I stayed in his apartment, watching Home

the day before New Year's Eve and

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

I’ve witnessed the past three

should be shaving my legs or picking out a sexy outfit for tomorrow,

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

heard that

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