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

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

on the school

"Good morning, Emmie.Cereal?"

Sophie beamed cheerfully.

"Ugh, hmm,"

groaned incoherently and

"Uh-oh.That doesn’t look good,"

Sophie said to Tristan.

from his laptop screen and

it that time of the

a

to lan on the phone," I said with another

Tristan

"Wait, let me guess, he bailed

to go to a

because I said

"Aw, that was sweet,"

Sophie pouted.

what happened? He has

Tristan asked.

he’s got

"That girl Ally?"

Sophie narrowed her eyebrows.

"Yup,"

even like her name, Ally.Alley.Ew,

causing me to

them

was always the thorn on

was convinced that she was out to ruin my relationship with

but Tristan brought

for her? She did help him start the gallery, which is

the more logical and mature out

decided I should

being petty wasn't gonna get

my Christmas," I said,

your game

be the

important for lan, then she’s important to me

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

you, Emmie.That's a very mature

confession time: lan and I were eight

if he thought I was

overcompensate and act mature, even though on the

me.What are you guys’ plans for

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

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

"That's a big step,"

dad are dying

you?" I

some work to do for the

eyes were glued to

Christmas? Really?" I

to be enjoying

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

Sophie commented.

life’s not

at me and said,

a real

at him and

off girls for now.Too much drama.I'd rather focus on school, actually make something

can do both?"Sophie

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

say, more honey more problems.I

agree

I say I never

me wrong, I love being in

did think that being single has

Tiff for example, she could travel the world without having to worry about a

here could focus on school and his future career without any

too, "I said to Tristan, "And

your precious time with your boyfriend? No, but thanks for

I thinking? Tristan would definitely rather stay here than be a third-wheel with me and

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

every day, so if I wanted more time with

it was just so

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

was so doting

every day and feed her when she didn't feel

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

after three days of

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

Eve and our suite reservation

thing ever, ringing in the New Year together

three days, the romance bone in me had

shaving my legs or picking out a sexy outfit for

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

you heard that

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