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

the living room, Sophie was eating cereal and watching TV, while Tristan was

working on

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

incoherently and staggered

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

laptop screen and

you? Is it that

crack a joke,

talked to lan on the

Tristan exchanged a

to me and asked, "Wait, let

supposed to go to

at the Plaza because I said I wanted to be like Kevin from

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

what happened? He has to

Tristan asked.

got

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

don’t even like her name,

to gag, causing

told them

the thorn on

was convinced that she was

idea, but

be a good friend for her? She did help

more logical and mature

I should

being petty wasn't gonna get

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

game

just gonna go out there and be the

then she’s important to

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

Emmie.That's

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

if he

overcompensate and act mature, even though on the inside I was petty

me.What are you

to them, eager to change the subject.The more

to meet my

"That's a big step,"

dad are dying to

I said to

I got some work to do for

were glued

Christmas? Really?"

to be enjoying

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

Sophie commented.

life’s not that bad," He shushed

then looked up at me and

me, a real

rolled my eyes at

for now.Too much drama.I'd rather focus on school, actually make something of myself, you know what

you can do

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

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

could agree

would be lying if I say

me wrong, I love being in

think that being single has its

she could travel the world without having to worry about a boyfriend at home or long distance

could focus on school and his future career without

happy for you too, "I said to Tristan, "And hey,

time with your boyfriend? No, but thanks for the offer though,"

course, what was I thinking? Tristan would definitely rather stay here than be a third-wheel

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

wanted more time with him, I had to be

it was

I was third-wheeling on Ian and Ally’s

so

lunch every day and feed

always had these inside jokes that I didn’t know about, and they would laugh about

of that, I gave

go to the hospital by himself and I stayed

New Year's Eve

thing ever, ringing in the New Year together in such a beautiful place...doing...beautiful

after what I’ve witnessed the past three

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

watching TV and eating Cheetos and a tub of ice

you heard

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