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 bed and

room, Sophie was eating cereal and

working on the

"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

it that time of the

to crack a joke, but I wasn't

I just talked to lan on the phone," I

Tristan

and asked, "Wait, let me guess,

supposed to go

Plaza because I said I wanted to be like Kevin from Home

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

what happened? He

Tristan asked.

got

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

even like her name,

causing me to laugh a

told them about

was always the thorn

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

idea, but Tristan brought up

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

and mature

I should listen

petty wasn't gonna

my Christmas," I said, full of resolution as I sipped a gulp of

your game

and be the supportive girlfriend that I

then she’s

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

for you, Emmie.That's a very

sarcastically.She knew I was trying too hard.Okay, confession time: lan and I were eight years apart,

if he thought I was

even though on the inside I

about me.What are you guys’ plans

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

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

"That's a big step,"

are dying to meet

I

I got some

glued to that laptop

Christmas? Really?" I

to be

need to get yourself a girlfriend.Your life is

Sophie commented.

not that bad,"

at me and

a real

rolled my eyes at him and

on school, actually make something of myself, you

can do

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

more honey more problems.I like my life right now.It’s

could agree with

say I never

I love being in a

sometimes I did think that being single has its

without having to worry about a boyfriend at

on school and his future career without any soap opera

"And

boyfriend? No, but thanks

rather stay here than be a third-wheel with me

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

I wanted more time with him,

was just

like I was third-wheeling on Ian and Ally’s

was so

day and feed her when she

and they

days of that, I

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

was the day before New Year's Eve and

was supposed to be the most romantic thing ever, ringing in the New Year

three days, the

should be shaving my legs or picking out a

the night watching TV and eating Cheetos

heard that

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