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.

phone angrily on

Sophie was eating cereal and watching TV,

working on the school

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

incoherently and staggered towards

"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

a

talked to lan on the phone,"

Tristan exchanged a

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

to go to a Van

I said I wanted to be like

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

happened? He

Tristan asked.

got

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

I don’t even like

pretended to gag, causing me

told them about Ally

always the thorn

she was out to ruin my

idea, but Tristan brought up an

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 feel indebted to her

and

I should listen

petty wasn't gonna get me

is enough.I’m not gonna let this ruin my Christmas," I

game plan?" Sophie

out there and be the supportive girlfriend that I

then she’s important to

taking care of

you, Emmie.That's a very

was trying too hard.Okay, confession time: lan and I were eight years apart, I was secretly always insecure

if he thought

act mature, even though on the inside I was

you guys’ plans

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

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

"That's a big step,"

dad are

about you?" I said to

I got some

glued to

through Christmas? Really?"

to

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

Sophie commented.

life’s not

up at me and

me, a

my eyes at him and he

focus on school, actually make something of myself, you

can

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

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

agree

I say

get me wrong, I love being in a relationship

sometimes I did think that

having to worry about a boyfriend at home

school and

if you're happy, we're happy for you too, "I said to Tristan, "And hey, if

with your boyfriend? No, but thanks for

was I thinking? Tristan would definitely rather stay here

that insisted to go with lan

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

it was just

was third-wheeling

was so doting

day and feed her

didn’t know about, and they would laugh about things

of that, I

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

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

ever, ringing in the New Year together in

witnessed the past three days,

my legs or picking out a

and eating Cheetos and a tub

heard

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